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Post by fancy on May 18, 2006 20:34:28 GMT -5
Fancy smiled reassuringly at him "Yeah..." she stared at her feet for a moment before she took a deep breath and began "Well now that i know your..... dirty little secret... you should know mine...." she gazed at him for a moment....
"Spot!" kisses sweeter than wine. "What?" he sounded slightly annoyed. "Nothing it's just.. where sooo gunna get caught..." he smirked at her, trailing kisses down her neck. "We ain't gunna get caught..." he gazed at her. "Yes we are... Me and You gone at the same time! They'll be worried!" Spot laughed. "... They'll know dahlin... they'll know...." she smiled. "What are you afraid of anyways..." She didn't reply, she was entirely to busy kissing him.
Fancy looked at Red sullenly. "We did some stuff that maybe 15 year olds shouldn't..." she looked away and bit her lip. "I'm sorry...."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 18, 2006 20:39:54 GMT -5
He looked at her for a moment and leaned back in his chair. Tapping his fingers on the table top, he cocked his head to the side, "Why are you apologizing?"
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Post by fancy on May 18, 2006 20:43:09 GMT -5
Fancy thought for a moment "I-I don't know.... because i never told you before i guess... and that it was Spot... you know you and him are...." she broke off, she was just making it worse. Red's expression was unreadable to her and she was getting slightly worried. 'Great! Just great! They had just made up and they were gunna be in a fight again..." Fancy shivered, urgh she hated this....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 18, 2006 20:45:03 GMT -5
Red licked his lips slightly, "I dont know how i feel about you and Spot, but...it doesn't...i mean it bothers me, but dats the past, love. All i care about is the future- and hoping you're in it."
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Post by fancy on May 18, 2006 20:51:31 GMT -5
Fancy gazed at him. "Don't worry Red... I'll be there..." she nervously began playing with his fingers again, something she had taken to doing when she was just... waiting. "Spot and I are going to try and get along a little better you know.... It was mainly my fault." She shrugged. "I guess i'm not sorry for what i did... i'm sorry for when i did it...." she tilted her head to the side. "It was three years ago... ceot it seems like an eternity ago...." she gazed at him again. "Your not mad at me are you?!" worry clouded her eyes. "I don't want this to... you know get in the way of anything..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 18, 2006 20:54:46 GMT -5
Red pulled her to him, shushing her with a kiss. Running his fingers through her hair he laid a kiss on her forehead as well. "It gets in the way of nothing." He murmurred.
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Post by fancy on May 18, 2006 21:00:33 GMT -5
Fancy stared up at him for a moment. She gave him a small smile and rested her head on his chest. "I'm glad... So so glad..." she kissed him happily. "I'm still craving fruit though..." she shook her head. "Never mind..." she added giving him an embarrased look. "So... what have you been doing this past week? I felt like we haven't done this forever!" she exclaimed looking up at him. She realized what she said. "Talking... i mean..." she added quickly...
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 19, 2006 8:39:59 GMT -5
He chuckled under his breath, curling an arm around her protectively. "Its been tough, love." He grinned wryly, "I aint gonna lie to you." He kissed her forehead lightly and paused. "I know this...a rather odd time to bring this up..But...Do you want kids?"
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Post by fancy on May 19, 2006 8:47:22 GMT -5
Fancy stared off into the distance for a while than looked up at him. "Of course i do..." she smiled. "Why?" she gave him 'the look' and kissed his arm.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 19, 2006 8:49:15 GMT -5
His face was unreadable. "Because..." The mask cracked and he looked scared. "I dont want to be my fathah."
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Post by fancy on May 19, 2006 8:53:19 GMT -5
She looked up at him sadly. "You don't have to worry about that Red..." she held him tightly. "You'd be an amazing father...." she smiled truthfully at him. She was sure he would be.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 19, 2006 8:55:24 GMT -5
"It runs in da family." He spat, "My grandfathah was da same way." He was afraid of turning into another stereotyped Russiani male- something he had worked hard at NOT being.
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Post by fancy on May 19, 2006 8:57:51 GMT -5
Fancy sighed. "Your different honey..." she told him. He wasn't like that and she knew it. "It's gunna be fine..." she tried to smile but it didn't work. She realized that if she smiled she would start bawling again and she didn't want that. Not now....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 19, 2006 8:58:51 GMT -5
Seeing what he was, accidently causing, he bit his lip and mentally smacked himself. Pulling her agaisnt his chest, he kissed her temple. "Sorry, love."
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Post by fancy on May 19, 2006 9:04:45 GMT -5
"Sorry for what?" she asked quietly. "Sorry for not wanting to be the same awful way that your father was? Sorry for wanting your kids to have a better childhood than you had?" she gazed at him. "I don't think there's anything to be sorry about." she gave him a half smile and kissed his cheek. "Your not... that way..." she said slowly, picking her words catiously. She had hurt him to many times, and it wasn't far. "You do want kids right?" she asked carefully.
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