Regina took his hand in hers again, lacing their fingers together, then tugged him back that way. "Then let's go, and next time I want to cook a nice meal for you, just the two of us. Have a nice bottle of wine, and..." She had an image of something, of something she hadn't done before, but had always thought she might.
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Date: 2014-08-06 11:04 pm (UTC)"...And dance. Barefoot."