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Post by Script on Nov 5, 2011 13:44:33 GMT -5
Maggie sighed, the idea of sitting in the heat on bleachers for three hours not sounding so fun. But she wouldn't miss his game, especially since it was a home game. "I'll be there, Mike. You know I will."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 5, 2011 17:36:44 GMT -5
He furrowed her brow over at her as he started massaging the sole of her foot. "Are you sure? You don't have to come if it'll be too uncomfortable..."
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Post by Script on Nov 5, 2011 18:55:32 GMT -5
"Baby, I'll be fine. I'll bring a lawn chair and an umbrella and sit on the grass next to the bleachers." She moaned just a little as he rubbed her swollen feet. "It's your first home game in a while, I've missed watching you play."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 5, 2011 20:03:36 GMT -5
He smirked to himself as he rubbed her foot harder. "Okay, but you can leave early if you have to. I won't be offended, I swear."
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Post by Script on Nov 5, 2011 20:10:36 GMT -5
Maggie let her eyes close, biting her lip as he worked on her feet. "Mm, maybe I'll come for the second half. I wanna be there to kiss you when you win."
((Posted for Moonshine, by the way! In "Other Housing"))
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Post by Skittery on Nov 5, 2011 20:33:33 GMT -5
"That is my favorite part of winning," he replied, smiling as he looked at her. "Need anything else?"
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Post by Script on Nov 5, 2011 20:34:34 GMT -5
Maggie pouted pathetically at him, batting her eyelashes. "A kiss? I could use one a' those."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 5, 2011 20:39:15 GMT -5
Michael chuckled softly, letting go of her foot and holding his arms out for her. "Well, come here, then."
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Post by Script on Nov 5, 2011 20:40:42 GMT -5
She moved to him a little less than gracefully, her belly making it more complicated for her to get her arms around him. "I feel like I'm gonna give birth to a damn baby elephant."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 6, 2011 6:47:11 GMT -5
"Well, that would be...alarming," he replied, quirking an eyebrow. Then he smiled down at her before placing his lips on hers firmly.
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Post by Script on Nov 6, 2011 14:34:10 GMT -5
She giggled as he kissed her, arms around his neck. "Are you excited?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 6, 2011 20:45:51 GMT -5
"For what? The game or the baby?" he asked, smirking down at her.
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Post by Script on Nov 6, 2011 20:51:38 GMT -5
She smirked back at him. "The baby, Mike. You've got one month left before your life is taken over by dirty diapers."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 7, 2011 12:14:05 GMT -5
He rubbed his nose against her, chuckling softly. "I think anxious is a better word for it... I'm excited, but I'm also...pretty scared," he admitted.
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Post by Script on Nov 7, 2011 12:21:35 GMT -5
She put her hand to his cheek, looking at him with soft eyes. "You're scared? Why, honey?"
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