It's not like Elle's even going to wait for permission. Sooner or later, he'd have said yes, so she's already halfway to the floor (well, grass). Turning to face him, she smiles and drapes her arms over his neck. "Good, there," she says, self-satisfied. "So you don't mind too much that I dragged you along today?"
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Date: 2014-09-29 07:06 pm (UTC)