the room's on fire, she's fixing her hair
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        He was glad when she came and sat next to him, though he honestly hadn't expected her to sit as close to him as she did. A warm contentment radiated from where they touched and he couldn't help but smile at it. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach, but it was a good feeling. I comforted him to know that she wanted to be that close. One of his main concerns was that she would fear that he only wanted her because of the physical realm they had both first expressed themselves in, which couldn't be further than the truth. Yes, he couldn't deny such things were nice, but he wanted more than that. He wasn't Jac, who was perfectly happy sleeping around and gaining no attachment to his affairs. No, Haven wanted someone to love, and someone to love him. Eventually, he thought, he'd like a family. Not for a good long while, he was far from being ready to be a father, but sometime it would be nice.


        As she leaned closer and draped her leg across his knees his mind was brought back to the sticky situation he was in. He looked at her leg, appreciating its subtle curves and wanting to run his hands over it. The smell of her hair mixed with the freshness of the rain made his heart quicken. The male doubted she even realized the kind of power she was currently holding over him and the reactions she was causing, but he was painfully aware of it all. Each second that ticked by he felt the desire grow and his willpower to suppress it shrink. He wanted more than just sex with her, but right at the moment that was all his body was focusing on. He wanted to groan from the frustration of it all. Hopefully she would remain ignorant of his condition. Surely it would go away on its own with time, right?


        "No. Barely ever. Occasionally Mati comes, but that's about it." Even so his sister had only come to stay the night on a couple occasions. Most of the time he had the house to himself, which he had to admit was nice. It was his little sanctuary where he could escape to if he wanted. He was able to keep things exactly how he wanted them and not worry about anyone messing with his things. He didn't have too many possessions, but those that he did have were very important to him. Haven's one arm wrapped around her shoulders gently, his fingers brushing against the fur on her arm. His nose nuzzled the top of her head, taking in more of her delectable smell. He really shouldn't be doing any of that currently, but he found he couldn't help himself.

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