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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 14:38:15 GMT -5
She blinked at him, not ready to stop kissing yet. "Wha--Mike, you don't have to."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 14:42:39 GMT -5
"Yeah, but I want to. You deserve a nice dinner," he said, his thumb stroking gently over her flushed cheek. "And maybe we can have some nice dessert afterward..."
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 14:48:34 GMT -5
She grinned at him, kissing him, nibbling at his bottom lip. "I do like dessert..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 15:10:54 GMT -5
A soft, low chuckle escaped from his lips, drifting into her mouth as he kissed her back. "What do you feel like having for dinner?"
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 15:13:01 GMT -5
She was too busy kissing him to care. "Mm, whatever you want, baby."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 15:17:02 GMT -5
He arched a brow, though he didn't stop kissing her. "Italian?"
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 15:19:40 GMT -5
As if on cue, her stomach rumbled and she pulled out of the kiss blushing.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 15:23:50 GMT -5
Skittery just laughed, kissing her cheek affectionately. "Come on, let's get outta here."
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 15:25:38 GMT -5
She nodded, bending down to scratch Ginger's ear, then grabbed her coat from the coat rack in the lobby. "I bought you your Christmas present."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 15:27:36 GMT -5
He sputtered as he helped her put her coat on. "Wh-what? You didn't have to buy me anything...Maggie..."
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 15:29:14 GMT -5
She waved her hand at him. "Oh, stop it, Mike. After everything you've done for me, you really expect me not to get you a Christmas present?"
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 15:32:59 GMT -5
He sighed glumly as he put his own coat on. "I... Well, I haven't gotten your gift yet..." he admitted, staring at his feet as they began to walk to Mama's. "But I know what I'm lookin' for."
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 15:34:47 GMT -5
She arched a brow at him, grabbing hold of his hand. "And what's that?"
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Post by Skittery on Dec 19, 2011 16:32:42 GMT -5
"And why do you think I'm going to tell you?" he replied, tugging at her hand to pull her closer. "You nut."
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Post by Script on Dec 19, 2011 16:33:53 GMT -5
She laughed. "Well, it was worth a shot."
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