Date: 2010-01-25 06:25 am (UTC)
Christine drew back slightly, studying the Vulcan's face. Spock didn't know what she was thinking, did she? Unbidden, the image of her own Spock, the memory of his kiss, rose up in her mind, but Spock's expression didn't change.

Of course. Spock - any Spock - would never read someone's thoughts without permission. She focused on the situation at hand, just in case.

"That would be lovely, Spock," she said, smiling. "Thank you."
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