Seated on one side of her, Oliver gently rubbed the back of her neck with one hand, pressing a kiss to her temple. "I'm sure he'll be back soon." He glanced at Lois, who was drinking her third cup of coffee in the last forty-five minutes. Remembering her addiction to it, he'd not only stopped at Starbucks to grab her a latte, but also to buy a bag of their coffee. He was starting to think she might just finish the entire thing off in one day.
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Date: 2009-12-12 04:49 am (UTC)