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Post by Rose on Jan 21, 2012 19:48:38 GMT -5
She took a deep breath, then pulled away, wiping her eyes. "I'm starving, what'd ya bring me?" she asked, rummaging through the take out bags.
He kissed her for a bit more before pulling away, placing a kiss on her nose. "Night, baby."
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 21, 2012 19:54:26 GMT -5
"All your usual favorites. And hot and sour soup. To warm ya up." He also took something out of his coat pocket, laying it on the table gently. He'd bought her another pregnancy test. Just in case.
She whimpered a little, pressing against him. "That's all?"
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Post by Rose on Jan 21, 2012 19:58:07 GMT -5
She decided to ignore that for now. Maybe she would take it in a few days, but she had a feeling she wouldn't need to.
He let out a heavy sigh. "Mags, come on. You know how I feel about this..."
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 21, 2012 22:26:13 GMT -5
Tyler kissed her hair. "Ya wanna eat in the living room? We can watch a movie. Or...what's that show ya like? The one with that German model."
She winced, pulling away from him. She didn't say anything, just rolled over again. She thought he was being ridiculous, and felt like he just didn't want her enough.
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Post by Rose on Jan 21, 2012 22:29:38 GMT -5
"Project Runway," she said with a soft chuckle. She had about five shows taped on their DVR. She grabbed some food and some chopsticks before heading into the living room.
He sighed, leaning over to turn off the light. "Night," he said softly.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 21, 2012 22:33:34 GMT -5
He settled in beside her, already shoveling lo mein into his mouth. "Yeah, that one. You wanna watch it?"
She muttered goodnight, frowning, hugging her pillow.
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Post by Rose on Jan 21, 2012 22:38:01 GMT -5
She was already starting the show, pulling her legs up underneath her before eating some shrimp fried rice.
Mike barely slept that night, and he wasn't surprised. Finally, at around 7, he just got up and went to go take a shower.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 21, 2012 22:42:40 GMT -5
He sat close to her, letting her lean against him as they both watched and ate. "What is that? All that gauzy stuff?"
She hadn't slept much, either, feeling half-upset that he had rejected her, and half-guilty for making him feel bad about it. She got up out of bed, moving to the bathroom. She very quietly slipped out of her nightgown, then carefully pulled a bit of the shower curtain back, getting into the shower with him.
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Post by Rose on Jan 21, 2012 22:47:08 GMT -5
"It's called tulle," she told him, pointing at the tv with her chopsticks. "Like what ballerinas wear."
"Mags, you know I love you and want you more than anything. It's just...your father is within a one-mile radius of us. You obviously don't get how nervous that makes me." He rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, letting the hot water flow over him.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 21, 2012 22:53:29 GMT -5
He nodded. "That guy's usin' an awful lot of it. I'm glad your weddin' dress wasn't one a' those big puffy kinds."
She sighed, sliding her arms around his middle from behind, pressing her body against his back, her cheek resting between his shoulders. "I don't understand, Mike. I don't know why."
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Post by Rose on Jan 21, 2012 22:58:03 GMT -5
"Really? I didn't know you really gave it much thought one way or the other," she said, half-watching the show and half-daydreaming about their wedding.
"Okay, when I think about our daughter bringing home a guy to meet us...and then I think about her doing the things we do...I want to kill somebody. And we don't even have a daughter yet!" He felt kind of silly saying this, but it was true. And he also kind of wanted to call Tyler for back-up. He was positive he would understand.
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 21, 2012 23:09:59 GMT -5
He nodded. "Sure I did. I was excited to see what you'd look like. Ya looked beautiful. Perfect."
She smiled a little, pressing a kiss to the middle of his back. "Mike, honey. We're grown ups, and we love each other. You have a long time before you have to worry about a daughter doing what we do."
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Post by Rose on Jan 22, 2012 9:08:33 GMT -5
She smiled, but nudged him a little. "You always say I look perfect," she pointed out with a small roll of her eyes.
"I know," he said with a sigh. "But if I feel like this now, then imagine what your dad feels like! He may like me, but I'm sure he still wants to kill me."
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Post by Moonshine on Jan 22, 2012 16:45:54 GMT -5
"Well, that's 'cause ya do. But that day...Sugar, I didn't know you could look so perfect." He put his food down, pulling her into a hug.
She laughed softly, kissing his back again. "But he won't. He'll only kill you if you hurt me. Are you planning on hurting me?"
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Post by Rose on Jan 22, 2012 17:25:25 GMT -5
She hugged him back, closing her eyes and breathing in his scent. "You're too sweet to me," she mumbled.
"What a silly question," he replied, turning around to face her. "I'm so offended, I'm not even going to answer that."
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