A brief flicker of worry spread through Fletcher when she broke away from the kiss. Perhaps it was too much too soon. But then he found her all but straddling him and he had to admit he quite enjoyed that turn of events and it was obvious by the lopsided grin he had on his face when she looked to him.

Watching almost mesmerized as she pulled the ribbon from her hair, he found himself almost at a loss for words. How had he managed to get so lucky with her? Especially considering all the times he'd nearly ruined his chances with her. He would be forever grateful that they'd managed to work through it all and get to that point.

His hands finally moved up her arms though, still grinning, as he slid them back down to rest at her thighs. "Well," he said as he gently massaged her legs, "I'm quite content with staying right here and getting to know you even more. Do you have any preferences?"

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