"That ... yes." Her hand, which had settled on Starbuck's shoulder, tensed involuntarily, digging in slightly. She made a noise low in her throat that was almost animal, entirely undignified, and absolutely clear in how she felt about what Starbuck was doing.
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Date: 2008-02-14 03:39 am (UTC)