valiantrebel: (but come Kate)
Harry Percy, Hotspur of the North ([personal profile] valiantrebel) wrote in [personal profile] tiltingwithlips 2013-04-07 01:29 pm (UTC)

There is staring. Gazing? Looking. And a sucking-in of breath. If Harry's not the luckiest man in Christendom, he doesn't want to know.

"Help me, Kate." He presses his hand against the warm skin at her waist to turn her toward him. "Or I may be moved to poetry."

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