pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-07-08 17:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | avery, jazz |
Barbados, Afternoon, Tom and Jazz
A productive trip into the village had Jazz returning to the villa with a bounce in her step and a whistle on her lips.
When she found Tom, she slipped up to nibble on one of his ears, arms coming around to present the photo packet she had clutched in one hand. "If any of those there at the bottom end up on the internet," she rested her chin on his shoulder, amused, "I will make you pay."
She wasn't sure how exactly he'd managed to snap photos of her playing in the surf as carefree and bare-assed as the day she'd been born without her knowledge, but figured that was reason enough to have them printed for him.
Cleverness aught to be rewarded, no?