82. Can You Hear Me?
"What about now?" Liz says in a almost indiscernible whisper, the softness ruined when she begins to giggle soon after. She had never quite understood the expression 'laughter bubbling up', but lately she felt full and happy, and she was laughing before she really knew what she was doing. Rich grins back at her, his softly glowing green eyes moving fondly across her face.
"Still yes." He murmurs into her ear, his smile tickling her skin as he places a kiss underneath.
"And now?" Her voice is softer still, barely audible to her own ears.
"Yes." His lips brush up and down her neck almost curiously. "Though it behooves me to tell you, Elizabeth, that in such close proximity to you this is hardly a legitimate experiment, nor will the results be satisfactory."
"Hey, buddy, that's not pillow talk."
"The meaning of that phrase eludes me." He says, his arm shifting around her waist with purpose and pulling her close on the sheets.
"You can't use that excuse every time. You knew what 'friends w