Kids, ( she repeats through a breath of laughter. yeah, sure, they're crazy kids alright, even if sara hasn't felt like one in at least ten years — surely even longer for leonard.
but the firm squeeze of his palm makes her hum low in her throat, arching into him. pressing her lips to his jaw briefly, she starts: ) So. ( nope, it's time for another light peck. ) So what kinds of crazy things are you thinking about doing tonight, crook?
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but the firm squeeze of his palm makes her hum low in her throat, arching into him. pressing her lips to his jaw briefly, she starts: ) So. ( nope, it's time for another light peck. ) So what kinds of crazy things are you thinking about doing tonight, crook?