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Date: 2004-07-05 07:37 am (UTC)
Weps grins back, shifting position to lie facing Clay, then kissing him on the nose. "You have the most wonderful way with words, my golden friend," he murmurs. "Don't tell me you were waiting for me," he teases, his eyes dancing.
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