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About half of the fourteenth floor of the Dolphin Hotel -- it's the thirteenth floor, of course, but numbered 14 -- is closed for renovations.

Charlie's room is on the ninth floor.

She holds open the door of room 928, slipping the card-key back into her pocket.

Date: 2007-09-03 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
"You're pretty good at that," he mumbles, moving his head some beneath her fingers.

Date: 2007-09-04 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
One hand reaches up, thumb tracing along her jawline, fingers sifting through the coppery sheet falling over her shoulders.

Late afternoon sun flares over Charlie's hair. Sets it aflame. What time is it? Prometheus wonders, hoping to pinpoint this shade somehow.

"Yours is nicer," he says instead.

Date: 2007-09-04 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
"Nah." He bites his lip, smiles. "I only speak the truth."

He twists onto his side and sits up. If the hand at the nape of Charlie's neck brings her a little closer -- well.

Date: 2007-09-04 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
There is a spot on her collarbone: he slips his hand out from behind her head and rests the palm there.

There is a hollow he can feel beneath the cloth of her shirt: his thumb traces it, his eyes on her fingertips on his.

Date: 2007-09-04 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
A frown: his eyes snag on hers. "What is it?"

Date: 2007-09-04 03:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
Slowly, he nods again. "Fill the tub? Want me to get some ice?"

Date: 2007-09-04 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
He shuffles off the bed and stands up, tugging the jacket he's still wearing. He's silent as he holds the door open for her, and doesn't speak until they reach the ice machine, tucked away in a close cul-de-sac.

"Charlie, if something does go wrong..." His voice is low, and a little husky. "Can I try and talk to it?"

Date: 2007-09-04 03:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
His mouth smiles, his eyes do not.

"If it hurts you, I'll have words for it." The way he says words conjures up a bar room brawl; step outside with me, stranger. Let's talk in fists. His hands stay in his pockets, his shoulders hunched. "You push me out of the way the moment you think it's necessary."

Date: 2007-09-04 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
His face shifts, partway: the grin's wider, easier, but not entirely. "We could pool our cred. Granted, my reputation here is somewhat sketchier than yours, but it could count for pennies."

Date: 2007-09-04 04:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
"I don't have either of those," he interjects hastily. "Just so you know."

Date: 2007-09-04 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notboundnow.livejournal.com
"Right." He slips past into the bathroom, and starts the tap on the tub. The ice snaps and fissures when he dumps the bags into the water. "I love that sound," he remarks, straightening up. "It's satisfying. Like saying the word 'satisfying.'" He goes in for another try. "Satisfying."

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