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Post by Lisa on Feb 5, 2010 20:50:38 GMT 10
Title: Signals Rating: G Length: 117 Competitor: Wyldon Round/Fight: 1/A Summary: She has no radar.
“I can never tell when a man is flirting,” she complained. “Neal, apparently, was sending me signals for years, and I assumed he wasn’t.”
“Do you want to be with him now?”
She laughed. “No.”
“So…?”
“And Cleon kissed me, and I still managed to get the wrong message,” she admitted.
“And is he someone you want to be with?”
“That ship has sailed.”
He turned to her, suddenly reaching up to touch the side of her face. It wasn’t a caress, but it wasn’t not one. “I’ll make it easy,” he said, his voice low. “I’m interested in you. Am I someone you want to be with?”
“Yes,” she whispered, covering his hand with her own.
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Post by Rosie on Feb 6, 2010 2:04:51 GMT 10
!!
*dies happy*
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Post by Lisa on Feb 6, 2010 4:42:20 GMT 10
*revives you* Thanks!!
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Post by ubiquitous on Feb 10, 2010 21:24:08 GMT 10
It's so true though, she has no radar. Great fic!
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Post by Lisa on Feb 11, 2010 9:16:01 GMT 10
Thank you!!
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