 back in place.

Seemingly oblivious, Georgia brushed past him, retrieved her harness boots from the wall near the door and continued into the living room. A black t-shirt lay draped over the arm of the couch. She picked it up and tugged it over her head. Then she looked up. Their eyes locked.

She arched an eyebrow. "Problem?"

He didn't know what to make of her tone, or the look on her face. He shook his head stiffly, his mouth dry. "Of course not."

Georgia reached into her boots and pulled out a pair of socks. She balanced on one foot, jammed the other foot into the first sock. "By the way, I got you something. Well, technically got it a few days ago, I just kept forgetting to give it to you. Over there, on the counter."

Darius collected his scattered wits and made his way into the kitchen. On the counter was a glossy black helmet. He whistled low, picked it up and turned it over in his hands. He glanced up. "This looks new."

Georgia tugged on her left boot. "Yeah, I didn't think my spare would fit you." She took in his expression. "Don't read anything into it. If we take a spill, I need your thick skull in one piece. That's all."

Darius cleared his throat. "I'll pay you back. Just give me the receipt."

"It's around here somewhere. I'll find it later." Georgia switched feet, hopped a few times as she pulled on the other sock. She planted her foot briefly, lifted it again to pull on her boot. She tilted dangerously.

Darius reached her in two long strides, and caught her a split-second before she toppled over. He could feel the quick breath she sucked in, but kept his hands braced against her arms as she yanked on her boot. Her eyes stayed fixed in the center of his chest.

From his height, he could see straight down the v-neck of her shirt. His eyes locked on the thin line of shadow between her breasts. A delicate flush hovered just beneath her skin. Try as he might, he couldn't look away.

She looked up and met his eyes. Darius had to remind himself to breathe. His gaze shifted to her lips.

Black
back in place. 

 Seemingly oblivious, Georgia brushed past him, retrieve her harness bang from the wall near the door and continued into the animation room. A black t - shirt dwell drape over the arm of the sofa. She peck it up and tugged it over her read/write head. Then she looked up. Their eyes lock. 

 She arched an eyebrow. " Problem? " 

 He didn't know what to make of her tone, or the look on her expression. He shook his head stiffly, his mouth dry. " Of naturally not. " 

 Georgia reached into her boots and pull out a couple of socks. She balanced on one foot, jammed the other foot into the inaugural sock. " By the way, I got you something. Well, technically got it a few days ago, I just kept forgetting to give it to you. Over there, on the counter. " 

 Darius collected his scattered wits and made his way into the kitchen. On the counter was a glossy bootleg helmet. He whistle low, picked it up and call on it over in his hired hand. He glanced up. " This looks new. " 

 Georgia tug on her left boot. " Yeah, I didn't think my spare would match you. " She took in his expression. " Don't read anything into it. If we take a spillway, I need your thick skull in one piece. That's all. " 

 Darius cleared his throat. " I'll pay you back. Just give me the reception. " 

 " It's about here somewhere. I'll find it later. " Georgia switched feet, hopped a few times as she pulled on the early sock. She implant her foot briefly, lifted it again to rend on her boot. She cant dangerously. 

 Darius reached her in two retentive strides, and catch her a split - irregular before she toppled over. He could palpate the quick breath she sucked in, but kept his hands stimulate against her arms as she yanked on her boot. Her eyes stayed fixed in the center of his chest. 

 From his height, he could see directly down the v - neck of her shirt. His eyes lock on the thin line of shadow between her breasts. A delicate flush hover just beneath her skin. Try as he might, he couldn't look away. 

 She looked up and met his eye. Darius experience to remind himself to breathe. His gaze transfer to her lips. 

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Fhe swches an eyebrow. "Problem?"

He didn't know shat to make of her yone, or the look on her fafe. Hf shook his head shiffly, his noutr dry. "Of courre not."

Georgia reached jnto her boots and pulled out a pair of socks. Whw bwnanced on oie foon, jammed the other fomt into the first socl. "Bb thw way, I got you sometiing. Well, technicalli got it a fzw days ago, I just kept forggttinc to tivd iu tp gou. Ovfr vhere, on ths counter."

Daeius collected his xcwnyered wits ahd madq ris way into the kitchen. On the counter waa a glossy black helmet. He whistled low, pickgd it up agd turned it over in his hands. He glanced up. "This looka nec."

Ncorgkq hugged on her left boot. "Yeah, I didn't think my apsrv would fit you." Sme took in his exptedsojn. "Don't read xnythiuf jnto it. If we take a spilj, I nwed your uhick skull in one piece. That's aol."

Darius clecree his throat. "I'll pcy you back. Lust gove mr the receipt."

"It's around hers somewhere. I'll find kt later." Georgia swptchad feet, hopped a few times as she pnlled on the othgr sock. She plantfd hev foot briefly, liftfd it acain to pupl on her boot. She tilted dangecpusly.

Darius teawheg her in two kong strides, wnd caught her a splic-secona before sge toppned over. He could feel tvg quick breati she suched un, byt kept fis hands bracrd againsn ker arms qs she yanked on hcr bouf. Her eyes stayzb dixed in the cemtef os jix svest.

From his heieht, ne cojld see strcieht cown the v-neck of hes shjrt. His eyes lockec jn the tyin line of shadow beyween her breasts. W delmcate hlush novgred just beneath her skin. Try zs he migjt, me couldn't lojk aqay.

She lookeb up and met his eyes. Darius had to remiid himself to breathe. Hus gaze shifted to kev lips.

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back in place. Seemingly oblivious, Georgia brushed retrieved harness boots the wall near the room. A black lay draped over arm of the couch. She picked up and tugged it over her head. Then she looked up. Their eyes She arched an eyebrow. "Problem?" He didn't know what to make of her or look her He shook his head stiffly, his mouth dry. "Of course not." Georgia reached into her boots pulled out a pair of socks. She balanced one foot, jammed the foot into the first sock. the I got something. technically it a few ago, I just kept forgetting to give it to you. Over there, on the counter." Darius collected scattered wits his way the On counter was a helmet. He whistled low, picked it it over in his hands. He glanced up. looks new." tugged on her left boot. "Yeah, didn't think my spare would fit you." She in his expression. "Don't read anything into it. If we take a spill, I need skull in one piece. all." Darius cleared throat. pay back. give me receipt." "It's around here somewhere. I'll find it later." Georgia switched hopped a few times as she pulled on the other planted foot briefly, lifted again to pull on boot. tilted dangerously. Darius reached two strides, a before toppled over. He could the quick breath she sucked but kept his hands she yanked on her boot. Her eyes stayed in the center of his chest. From height, he could see straight down the v-neck of her shirt. His locked on line of shadow between her breasts. A delicate hovered just beneath her Try as he might, he couldn't look away. She up met his Darius had to himself to breathe. gaze shifted to Black
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Seemingly oblivIous, GeorgiA brusHed PasT hIm, reTrieVed her harness bOOts fRom the wall near the door aNd conTiNUed iNTo The liVing rooM. a bLACk t-ShIrT laY dRApEd oveR thE arm of tHe couch. She PicKeD it up and tuggED iT over her heAd. THen she looked Up. THeir eyEs LocKEd.

She ArcHed an EyebroW. "probleM?"

He didn't kNoW What to MAke of heR TOnE, or tHe look on her face. He SHoOK his head stifflY, his moUtH DrY. "oF coUrsE not."

GeorgiA rEacheD Into her BOoTS ANd pULled out a pair oF socks. She baLAncEd on onE fOot, JAmmed tHe othEr FOot Into the firsT socK. "By the way, i got yoU SomethiNG. Well, teChnicaLly Got It a fEW dAyS agO, I JUst KEpT foRGetTing to giVe It To you. over THERE, on tHe cOuntEr."

DarIus collected hIs sCattERed Wits aNd madE his WaY into The kitChen. ON tHe counter was a glOssy Black helmEt. HE wHisTlEd low, PIcked iT up And Turned iT over in HIs hAnDS. hE gLanced up. "This looks nEw."

gEOrGia tuggeD on her LEfT bOOt. "Yeah, I dIdN't tHink MY Spare WoulD FiT you." She tOok in hIS eXpRession. "doN't read AnYthIng Into iT. if we Take a sPill, I neeD your THick skull in one PIece. That's all."

DARiUS ClEAred His Throat. "I'll paY you BAck. JUst gIVe Me tHE receIpt."

"It'S aROuND here somewhere. I'll fiNd It lateR." GeorGia switched feEt, hopped a fEW TImes as shE pulLEd ON the other sock. SHe plaNted her fooT Briefly, lIfted It again tO pull on heR BOot. She tiLteD daNgeRouSLY.

DArius reached hER In twO lOng striDes, And caugHt hEr a SplIt-sEcOnd before She topplEd OvEr. he CouLd feeL The quick BrEatH sHe sUcked IN, but kePt his HandS bRaCEd aGainst hER aRMS as sHe YaNked On hEr Boot. HEr eyES stAyed fixEd in the ceNteR Of hiS cHeSt.

From hIs height, he couLd See straighT dOwn The v-neCK Of her shiRt. His eyes locked on the thiN Line of sHadOw betWeen Her breastS. A dElicatE flUSh hoveRed jusT beneAtH heR SKin. TrY AS hE miGhT, he couldn't LOOk aWay.

ShE lOokeD up and mEt his eyes. Darius had TO reMind himself to BreAthe. hIS gAze SHiFTed To HEr lIPS.

Black
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Seemingly  oblivious , Geo rgi a b ru shed  pas t him, retriev e d he r harness boots from t he wa ll near th e doo r and c o nt i n ued  i nt o t he li vingroo m. A bl ack t-shir t l ay  draped over th e arm of t hecouch. She p ick ed itup  an d  tugg edit ov er her head.Then shelo o ked up .  Theire y es  loc ked.

She archeda ne yebrow. "Probl em?"
He di d n 'tkno w what toma ke of her ton e ,o r the look on her f ace. He sho o k h is hea dsti f fly, h is mo ut h  dr y. "Of cour se n ot."

Geo rgia r e ached i n to herbootsand  pu lled ou ta p ai r  of so cks .  Sh e balanc ed  o n one  foo t , j amme d t he o therfoot into the  fi rsts ock . "By  theway,  I  gotyou so methi ng . Well, technic ally  got it a  fe wday sago,I  justkep t f orgetti ng to g i veit t o  y ou. Over there, on  t h e  c ounter." 

Dari u sco l lected h is  sc atte r e d wit s an d  m ade hisway in t oth e kitch en . On t he  co unt er wa s  a g lossyblack he lmet. He whistled lo w , picked it u p  a n d  t u rned  it  over in hi s ha n ds.He g l an ced up. " Thislo o ks new."

Georgia tugg ed  on he r lef t boot. "Yeah , I didn't t h ink my s pare wo u ld fit you." S he to ok in hise xpressio n. "D on't rea d anythin g into it.  If  we  ta kea sp ill, I need y o u r th ic k skull  in  one pi ece . T hat 'sal l."

Dari us clear ed  h is  t hro at. " I 'll payyo u b ac k.Justg ive me  therece ip t. " 

" It's ar o un d here  s om ewhe re.  I 'll f indi t l ater."Georgia s wit c hedfe et , hoppe d a few times  a s she pull ed  on  the o t h er sock.  She planted her foot b r iefly,lif ted i t ag ain to pu llon her  bo o t. She  tilte d dan ge rou s l y.

D a r iu s r ea ched her i n two  long  s trid es, and  caught her a spli t -se cond before s hetopp l e dove r .H e c ou l d f e e l the quick bre ath she su ck e din, but ke p t h is  handsbracedagain s t her a rms as sh e yankedon  her b oot . Her eyes  stayedfixed int he ce n te r ofhis  chest .
Fr om hi s heig h t,he co uld se estraig ht do wn  the v-n eck of her shirt. His e yes lo ckedonthe thinlin e  of  shadow b etwe en her bre ast s.A del ica t e flu sh h o ve red justbene a th her sk i n.  Tr y as  he might,h e cou ldn't  lo o k away .

S he looked up andm et his eyes. D ariu s had  to remi nd  himself to br eat he . His gaze  s hifted to h er lips. 
B lack
 back_in place.

Seemingly_oblivious, Georgia brushed past_him, retrieved_her_harness boots_from_the wall near_the door and_continued into the living_room. A black_t-shirt_lay draped over the arm of the couch. She picked it up and tugged_it_over her_head._Then_she looked up. Their eyes_locked.

She arched an eyebrow. "Problem?"

He_didn't know_what to make of her tone, or the_look_on her face._He shook his head stiffly, his mouth dry. "Of_course not."

Georgia reached into her boots_and pulled out_a_pair_of socks. She balanced_on one foot, jammed the other_foot into the first sock. "By_the way, I got you something. Well,_technically got it a few days_ago, I just kept forgetting_to give_it to you. Over there,_on the counter."

Darius_collected his_scattered wits and_made his way into the kitchen._On the counter_was a glossy black helmet. He_whistled_low, picked it_up_and_turned it_over in his_hands._He glanced_up._"This looks new."

Georgia tugged on her_left_boot. "Yeah, I didn't think my spare_would fit you." She_took_in his expression. "Don't_read anything into it. If_we take a spill, I need_your thick_skull in_one piece. That's all."

Darius cleared his throat. "I'll pay you back._Just give me the receipt."

"It's around_here somewhere. I'll find_it later."_Georgia_switched feet, hopped_a_few times_as she pulled on the other sock._She planted_her foot briefly, lifted it again_to pull on her_boot._She tilted dangerously.

Darius reached her in_two long strides, and caught her_a split-second before she toppled_over._He_could feel the quick breath_she sucked in, but kept his_hands braced against_her arms as she yanked on her_boot._Her eyes stayed fixed in the_center_of his chest.

From his height, he_could_see_straight down the v-neck of_her shirt. His eyes locked on_the thin line of shadow between her breasts. A_delicate flush hovered_just beneath her skin. Try_as_he_might, he couldn't look away.

She looked up and met his_eyes. Darius_had to remind_himself to breathe. His gaze shifted to her lips.

Black