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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 2, 2011 15:14:48 GMT -5
"I meant coming home to you. Did you not go to work today?" spot kissed her again, wrapping his arms around her waist. "and my day was good, thanks."
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Post by raven on Sept 2, 2011 19:12:48 GMT -5
"Hmm lemme think, no," She smiled at him. "I went to the market and got some food, cleaned up after you and ordered some furniture." Raven kissed him softly.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 2, 2011 22:55:03 GMT -5
Spot's lips stopped moving. "What kind of furniture?"
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Post by raven on Sept 2, 2011 22:58:02 GMT -5
"A couch, a table and chairs...just simple things. I didn't go crazy I promise." She licked her lips and watched him for a second, she had to ask him. She just had to get this off her chest before she exploded.
"Why was it so easy to get engaged to her? Why? And why is it so hard with me?"
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 2, 2011 23:09:44 GMT -5
Spot sighed. Loudly.
"Raven, it wasn't even my choice, alright? It was kinda wrong place, wrong time, and I was trying to impress these people and I couldn't get outta it. Before long I was being promoted and I had money and I got caught up in it. I barely spend any time with her, she just liked that she was richer than me. Most guys that court her are richer or talk down to her. I never did because we never had anything to talk about."
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Post by raven on Sept 2, 2011 23:16:34 GMT -5
"Wow...so you're like her pet?" Raven asked with a raised brow. "Spot Conlon...I never thought I'd see the day. That's it, we're taking her down."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 2, 2011 23:22:34 GMT -5
Spot shook his head. "I like her dad, Rae. Sure she's kinda a bitch but I....I was close to having a family. I think I just got caught up in it." He frowned, taking a seat on the bed.
"I had just been placed on the factory line, which I wasn't so sure about in the first place but Carmichael had me STAYING at his house, so I couldn't not go. And Annabelle was dating a Congressman's son who was treating her like shit. after a few weeks of them getting to know me and Anna getting pressured by her mom to find a suiter, I had just moved out and was over for dinner when she suggested we go to the opera together. It was a done deal as soon as it clicked with her father what she meant, and it was HIM who suggested it, not me. She bought herself the ring."
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Post by raven on Sept 2, 2011 23:31:18 GMT -5
"So you were basically forced into it..." Raven sighed heavily. "Wow...I can't even be mad at you anymore. I just have to ask one thing, were you afraid to tell him you didn't want to marry her? Spot, I'm sure he would have understood."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 2, 2011 23:43:51 GMT -5
"Yeah I was fucking afraid!" Spot replied, "he's a powerful and rich guy, and he took me in! He definitely would have NOT understood!"
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Post by raven on Sept 2, 2011 23:46:04 GMT -5
"You don't know that," Raven said with a sigh. "Since when have you ever been afraid to speak your mind? Spot you have to tell him. You have to tell him about us, you have to be honest with him or from the looks of this Annabelle will be the one you're coming home to."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 2, 2011 23:59:04 GMT -5
"Yeah, you are probably right. But I'm going to need more time," Spot replied, standing up and kissing her forehead.
"What's for dinner?"
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Post by raven on Sept 3, 2011 0:01:19 GMT -5
"I figured that," Raven answered with a sigh. "Spaghetti Bolognese and STAY out of my kitchen." She said firmly, backing away from him and pointing in his direction. "Don't you even dare."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 3, 2011 0:06:44 GMT -5
Spot looked at her fondly. He always imagined her saying that to him. Exactly like that. He put his hands up in defeat.
"Of course not! I ain't touching a thing!"
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Post by raven on Sept 3, 2011 1:51:30 GMT -5
"Good, cause you'll fuck it up and then I gotta start over and I've been cooking this all day." She said. Raven stuck a huge wooden spoon in the pot and gave it a stir. Then she dipped a piece of bread into the sauce and ate a bit. She smiled.
"Okay, now come taste." She dipped a piece of bread for him too and held it out with her other palm open underneath.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 3, 2011 9:10:12 GMT -5
Spot eagerly took a bite. "Mmmmm," he smiled, swallowing. "Where did ya learn to cook like that?"
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