Riley leans over, resting his weight precariously on one elbow, and yanks the drawer open. And lo! -- let there be a box of condoms.
His expression is flat-out relieved. "I did not want to have to go downstairs," he says, and then he's tangling himself up in Chloe again, sinking his hand into her hair (and, belatedly, kicking off his sneakers onto the floor).
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Date: 2006-11-13 12:59 am (UTC)His expression is flat-out relieved. "I did not want to have to go downstairs," he says, and then he's tangling himself up in Chloe again, sinking his hand into her hair (and, belatedly, kicking off his sneakers onto the floor).