Well if there's [And the last word is lost somewhere between teeth and tongue, his and hers, but it sounds like it just might be room... He shuffles her back, finally past the door, a couple of steps before he remembers to be careful of wherever she's dropped her heels. And somebody should get the door closed for propriety's sake - though he'd been caught in the hall in nothing but a pair of half-zipped jeans, it was never the most prim of starts.]
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