Title: Pure Sex 
Author: Revely
Spoilers: None. I keep taking this scene out of my
current work in progress and then putting it back in,
and when I discovered it was exactly 155 words, well,
I took it as a sign. *g* The story is after Redux II
and before Detour, but this could take place almost
any time.

Unbetaed, so beware!

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After the case, she lobbied to spend the rest of
Valentine's Day in town and he truckled to her will.
They ended up at the used bookshop. Sidewalk shoppers
crowded the tables between the curb and door, milling
around under the awning. Mulder kept eyeing a
home-improvement tome that indicated a heretofore
unshown lust for power tools. She followed him,
checking out the crowd, some of whom looked familiar
in a vague small-town way. (She'd either played with
them as kids or they were on the Most Wanted List.)  

He moved toward a line of fluorescent t-shirts on a
rack and flipped through them. 

"Scully," he said to get her attention, holding one
up. The t-shirt had "Pure Sex" scrawled across the
chest. 

That'll do, she thought. 

"Nor your color," she said. 

He gave her a bad-boy smile. 

"Prefer me shirtless?" 

She ignored him, but thought, Yes, and maybe later
I'll show you how much. 

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