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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 12:38:15 GMT -5
"I'm going to pretend that I made this stuff, and that your remark was meant for me," he stated with a sly smirk. "So, thank you." He chuckled to himself as he sprawled out on the couch, setting his legs behind Maggie.
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 12:40:08 GMT -5
She laughed, and ate a bit, then moved to lay on the couch, snuggling back against him.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 12:43:59 GMT -5
He reached over her, twirling his spaghetti on a fork before bringing it to his lips. "Was yours good, babe?" he asked, mouth full. What a gentleman.
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 12:48:23 GMT -5
She laughed softly, closing her eyes and feeling the warmth of the fire on her face. "It was. Very nutritious." She grinned, not willing to turn down a chance to tease him.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 12:49:56 GMT -5
He grumbled a little before swallowing his food. Then he put a gentle hand on her stomach. "It's good for the baby..."
((Shower time!))
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 12:54:23 GMT -5
((K! I have an interview in a couple hours, so I'm getting ready, but I'll be around))
She smiled, putting her hand over his. "The baby appreciates it." She looked up at him, holding his hand in place. "I--I'm glad you wanna keep it..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 13:25:38 GMT -5
He gulped, eyes darting between her and her stomach. "I still don't know if it's the right decision...but...I know we can give it all the love it needs. The rest we can figure out along the way...right?" That's what he was banking on.
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 13:58:08 GMT -5
She nodded, smiling. "We have each other. We don't need much else." She pulled him down into a warm kiss.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 15:15:51 GMT -5
He let out a small sigh against her lips. He was fiercely glad she thought so, too. He pulled away from the kiss to eat some more of his spaghetti.
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 17:08:53 GMT -5
She smiled, laying down comfortably, letting him eat. She'd only eaten a few pieces of ravioli.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 19:36:53 GMT -5
"You want some more?" he asked, sounding a bit concerned. He eyed her plate; it wasn't even half eaten.
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 19:38:47 GMT -5
She smiled at him, shaking her head. "I'm fine. Not very hungry." And maybe she was a little terrified of getting even bigger than she already was. At least she couldn't see a bump yet. That might depress her.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 19:41:11 GMT -5
His brow furrowed even more. "...You sure?"
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Post by Script on Dec 20, 2011 19:44:02 GMT -5
She reached a hand up to touch his cheek. "Yeah, baby. Don't worry. I'll get hungry again later and finish it then."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 20, 2011 19:48:10 GMT -5
"Okay..." he replied hesitantly. He ate the rest of his spaghetti with a somewhat worried look on his face.
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