<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Roman</span></div><div align="center">(http://i1086.photobucket.com/albums/j447/octopusdreams/Roman/sportycallum1-1.jpg)</div><br/>He licked his lips, "Did it bother you when he put his hand on your thigh?" he asked, "I just... I want to know if I was right to put him in his place or if..." he trailed off. He listened as she answered him, "Well, normally I don't get along with people... at all, so it's kind of strange that I've taken such a liking to you." It was like she was teasing him.<br/><br/>He stood up, moving behind her to look at her canvas. He caught her scent as he stood so close to her and it was delicate and enticing. He leaned in and tenderly kissed at her neck, "You're pretty open with me," he purred into her ear, his hands gently rubbing her forearms before turning her around to face him, he tenderly cupped her face with his hands before pulling her into a kiss. "I hope you don't ever close up on me," he quietly murmured, stroking her face before kissing her once more.