Room 406, Late Afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

For a Monday, it had been an incredible day. It's true that cake baking was less then successful, still the frosting was tasty and she'd had a good conversation with Molly. Then there was skywriting, which probably ranks as the best surprise in quite a while, maybe ever.

Considering it was still fairly early in the day, it could only get better. Still smiling, she opened the door to her room.

[ooc: locked to Greg, conversation NFB]

[ETA: Venturing into NWS areas... Just so you know]

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"Now, if I could get a weetiny plane and someone to fly it in here," Greg mused.

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"Go me," he started to say.

Then he was just a little busy kissing her and sliding his hands a little further up her back.

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Greg made pleased noise low in his throat, and skimmed his hands up her now-bare back, pushing her shirt up as he did so.

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Greg made a soft whimpery noise into her neck. "It does," he agreed, kissing along her shoulder.

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"Thank you," he drawled, kissing her on the cheek and taking the shirt, which he tugged over his head.