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Post by Alison Hale on Jul 19, 2012 15:13:58 GMT -5
"Antique artifacts," Alison repeated. "That would be a nice job I think. Of course just to see different items and know the story behind certain ones. Every item, living or not, has a story to tell." Of course, she didn't know the extent of the wealthy collectors or what sort of artifacts he looked for exactly.
Alison looked between Justin and the dance floor. "Want to dance?"
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Post by Justin Scotts on Jul 20, 2012 0:03:34 GMT -5
Justin liked dancing--it was the closest form of intimacy two people could enjoy in a room full of people. But this, what these people were doing... it wasn't dancing. It lacked style and grace and, sometimes, dignity. But in this occasion, he would make an exception. He was trying to sweep this girl off her feet... and then bend her to his will. In order to do that, he would have to be prepared to sacrifice a little bit of dignity. Besides, he actually wasn't that bad... as long as he didn't think too much about he was doing.
"Of course," he replied in his most charming voice. He took her arm and bowed his head to her. "To the dance floor?"
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