The small laugh was inviting. He was such an intoxicating man. In the time that he carried her to the couch, she wondered what he was like before the injection, when he was the skinny kid from Brooklyn that he still seems to see himself as (for the most part). If he hadn’t gotten the injection he obviously wouldn’t be alive in this time period so that would eliminate the chance of them meet but say by some freak accident they did meet. Would she get his attention or would he be too focused on attempting to join the military to even notice her? Oh yes, it was common knowledge just how many times this man tried to join. Would she have even noticed him aside from his obsession with the military? If he was silent and small he’d be hard to pick out in a crowd. Or would they even cross paths at all… Interesting concept to think of, for another time when she wasn’t having the urge to stick her tongue back into the man’s mouth.

When he sat down on the couch with her still in his arms, she just enjoyed the moment looking up at the large nervous man who stared back at her with a lot of joy in those twinkling blue eyes. Soon she adjusted herself straddling his Her hands now having free roam of his chest which she took a great deal of pleasure in exploring, especially feeling over his heart and how hard it was pounding. He was nervous and excited at the same time; much like her and it was amazing. It didn’t take long before Sharon gave into her urges and pressed her lips once more against his.