Jump,” Eric said, holding out his hands and smiling. I laughed.
I took a running start, and leaped. Eric caught me, his hands clamped
around my waist. He lifted me up until my head touched the ceiling.
Then he lowered me for a kiss. I wrapped my legs around his torso,
my arms around his neck. We were lost in each other for a long moment.

⇔ Dead in the Family (via maybeiweartoomuchpink)

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.