His hand through her hair sent shivers down her spine, reminding her of the many reasons she loved him.  Smiling, Nora stood up and pushed him on the love seat, slipping behind him after he was planted in the center.  Gently, she began rubbing his shoulders; her thumbs working out the tightened muscles. "Look," she whispered softly, leaning forward and planting a kiss on his neck - just below his ear.  "As much as I would love paradise, anything that has us together is paradise."<br/><br/>The music changed from a dull thud to a whining sound that reminded her of a motorcycle revving up.  The smells that lingered in the room were all from the club scene up front; alcohol, smoke, weed, and sweat.  Always lots and lots of raging sweat.  It always reminded Nora of the smell of a long night of sex every time she walked into the club.<br/><br/>Laughing softly, she ran her elegant hands from his shoulders and up the back of his neck to the nape of his hair.  "When are we going to run away?"  The warmth of her breath spread across the side of his neck as she kissed her way to his earlobe.  Deep in her belly, she could feel a nausea that she tried so hard to push away as she kissed the salty surface of his flesh.<br/><br/>If there was ever a person she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, it was him.  Through the past eleven years, they had each other's back, living through the rises and falls of their lifestyle together.