[ you don't want an answer to that question, kenzi. he takes that really gr8 picture, shaking his head and hissing in a breath at how she apparently looks ungodly sexy and then sits hard on the bed beside her, lifting one hand to her face to oblige her with a nat 20 kiss. there's little doubt in the way his lips drag against her own with tender appreciation that he's just about as fully enamored as a man can possibly be. ] How the hell did I find a girl like you.
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