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Post by Silva on Dec 4, 2015 21:12:55 GMT -5
Silva smiled wolfishly.
"Are you planning on swimming or are you only wearing that for show?"
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Post by Nina Fortner on Dec 4, 2015 21:13:54 GMT -5
She gently shoved him with her elbow, laughing but affronted.
"For all you know, I'm planning on taking it off."
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Post by Silva on Dec 5, 2015 0:22:05 GMT -5
He thumbed at the strap as if he were looking for tan lines.
"Don't let me stop you."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Dec 5, 2015 4:12:42 GMT -5
"I'd love to swim," rejoined Nina wholesomely.
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Post by Silva on Mar 27, 2016 21:31:48 GMT -5
"If you'd rather sunbathe I'd be more than happy to oil you up."
This put him in mind of someone else again, glistening in the sun in minuscule trunks, and it was rather unsettling -- another dislodged piece of memory falling free. He made like a vampire and brought his head down to nuzzle at her neck, sunglasses gone askew.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 23, 2018 17:06:44 GMT -5
"Why, do you not want me to swim?"
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Post by Silva on Feb 23, 2018 17:09:34 GMT -5
"Either way, I'm going to watch."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 23, 2018 17:19:31 GMT -5
Nina was startled into silence, punctuated by a sudden burst of laughter.
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Post by Silva on Feb 23, 2018 17:38:28 GMT -5
"I've always liked the water. These old bones aren't what they used to be, or I'd join you."
The way Silva's body was arranged against hers suggested his old bones were fine.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 23, 2018 17:41:02 GMT -5
"Do you want me to wait until you feel like getting in? I just got here; I hoped to spend some time with you."
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Post by Silva on Feb 23, 2018 17:47:17 GMT -5
Silva lifted her suntanned hand, turning it over in his grasp to nuzzle that as well.
"Let's both take a chance. Have you eaten?"
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 23, 2018 17:48:20 GMT -5
"I did, but it's been a while." She extended her fingers so the back of them brushed against his cheek with unplanned tenderness.
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Post by Silva on Feb 23, 2018 17:50:09 GMT -5
She had a young girl's hands -- soft, yes, bloodstained maybe, but unmarred.
"I'll buy you an ice cream, how does that sound?"
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 23, 2018 17:53:48 GMT -5
She made a face. "Petty."
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Post by Silva on Feb 23, 2018 18:10:11 GMT -5
"Then I'll buy you oysters."
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