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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 21:49:05 GMT -5
She blushed pink and trade very hard not to gulp. "You...do?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 21:52:08 GMT -5
"Why are you so surprised?!" he asked, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're beautiful!"
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 21:54:48 GMT -5
"Right!" She blushed again, trying to play it cool and failing miserably. "'Cause that's what we're talking about! Faces! Yeah!"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 21:58:35 GMT -5
"Wait, what? I'm confused now..." He furrowed his brow as he looked at her.
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 22:02:33 GMT -5
She swallowed, calming herself down. "Don't be baby. We love each other's faces. That's what we're talking about."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 22:05:12 GMT -5
"Okay...that's what I thought." Of course it wasn't, but he was good at playing dumb.
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 22:13:04 GMT -5
She nodded, giving him a weak smile. Inside, her heart was pounding. She had no idea what she was thinking when she almost said what she did. She wasn't in love with Michael.
...was she?
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 22:15:22 GMT -5
He settled into the mattress, pulling the blankets tightly around them. "Come on, let's go to sleep."
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 22:17:36 GMT -5
She nodded, nestling against him. "Kiss me, Mike?"
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 22:24:02 GMT -5
He kissed he wordlessly, rubbing her back softly.
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 22:26:31 GMT -5
She kissed him back, touching noses with him, she whispered against his lips. "I really do love your face, Mike..."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 22:28:54 GMT -5
"It's a pretty handsome one, isn't it?" he teased, chuckling softly.
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 22:33:23 GMT -5
She kissed him again, letting her lips linger there. "Mm, the handsomest. The best. The only one that matters."
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Post by Skittery on Nov 29, 2011 22:38:30 GMT -5
"Well, if that's true then shouldn't I be the President or something?"
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Post by Script on Nov 29, 2011 22:42:50 GMT -5
"Maybe you will be. One day." She kissed his nose. "And I'll be the girl who can say I knew you when."
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