Title: Under the Mistletoe For helsinkibaby. |
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“Come on,” he said, tapping his cheek, “knock me a little kiss.” Sara laughed and kissed his cheek. “Okay, now let me in,” she said. “I need coffee.” “What, in here?” Greg asked. “Yes, in there. Greg, move out of my way.” “I don’t think I can do that,” he said. “What?” Sara asked, exasperated. “Greg, come on.” She was getting a little annoyed. Smirking, Greg finally stepped aside. But as she moved to enter the room, someone grabbed her arm to stop her. She turned around to see Warrick. She opened her mouth to say hi, but his lips were on hers before she could say anything. His lips were soft and gentle, and they lingered against hers for a long moment. “Merry Christmas,” he said into her ear, his deep voice eliciting a shiver. He walked away, leaving Sara to stare after him in the doorway. Finally, she looked over at Greg. He smiled and slid past her. “You’re welcome.”
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