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The kiss seemed to light that fire in Will's gut again. He returned it, his arms tightening for a moment around her before he let go of her hands, letting his hands plane up the flat of her belly, to cover her breasts.

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Will's glasses got set on the side table and he lay back, hands landing on Lisbeth's hips. He slid them up her back, feeling the strength in the wings of her shoulders as they kissed.

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Material gone, Will reveled in the way that Lisbeth's skin felt under his calloused fingers. How her nipples felt, if her breathing changed when he teased them.

Th-this is Will Graham. I c-can't take your call right now. i'll get back to you.