Room 406, Friday evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After all the goodbyes this week, Isabel's really not in the mood for common rooms where new faces have replaced old. Instead she pulled out the nice, generic, non-trademarked landscape puzzle she'd ordered a while ago and started to sort through the pieces.

Lowen & Navarro are playing on the stereo and the door is open.

[ooc: I'm around for about the next 45 minutes or so. Then I should be back at some point around 9:00 PST. Possibly earlier but I'm not sure what our plans our. I mean I'm in Vegas for Pete's sake. And I'm here!]

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"You could," Greg argued, kissing her neck. "There would just be looks and questions."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'll pass," she chuckled. "Better company here." Hands splayed against his skin, Isabel leaned over to kiss his shoulder before lightly biting it. "I know we said we weren't moving before. But maybe now? There's pillows up there."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," Greg admitted, shivering and gently nabbing her around the waist and under her knees before standing and carrying Isabel to the bed. "This work?" he whispered, setting her down and lying down beside her.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Her inner romantic melted. "Oh yes," Isabel murmured as she reached for him.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Good. I try," Greg murmured, leaning over and giving her a soft kiss.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel happily returned the kiss, sliding her hands into his hair to deepen it.

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg pulled her closer and deepened the kiss as everything abruptly faded to black.