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Post by tshamien on Nov 29, 2011 9:22:32 GMT -5
"I don't deserve nothing," He said. He glanced down at their hands and then back at Zippy. Before he knew what the hell he was doing he was kissing her, arms wrapped around her tightly, pulling her against him.
((OH GOD OH GOD!))
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 11:19:11 GMT -5
((uhhh ohh. Is Nevada going to kill her now? Poor Zip))
While this was exactly what Zippy had been hoping for, the realization of what was happening made her attempt to push him away. But between the liquor and her own sex drive, his mouth on hers felt fucking fantastic.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 29, 2011 12:33:42 GMT -5
Tristan groaned into her mouth as he kissed her hard, his hand immediately went sliding up her shirt as he backed her into the bar. She was just how he remembered her, sometimes he thinked he still missed touching her. Good GOD he was in trouble.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 12:41:28 GMT -5
Zippy shoved her hips against his, her hands in his hair. No wonder he wanted to get her drunk, bc drunk zip was NOT thinking clearly.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 29, 2011 13:04:49 GMT -5
Tristan pulled his lips from hers, gasping and looked down at her. His mind was racing. What the hell? What the hell did he just do? "Zippy...I..." What was he gonna say? Hey, you were the first girl I ever loved, but I'm married now? I'm sorry? What the hell did he do?
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 13:30:48 GMT -5
Zippy grabbed the counter for support, looking away from him. For some reason, she knew she would cry if she looked into those eyes again. "go...go home to your wife." she managed, settling down on a bar stool and closing her eyes so the room would stop spinning.
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Post by tshamien on Nov 29, 2011 13:39:30 GMT -5
"Zippy," He wiped his lip and sighed heavily. Jesus..."I'm...I'm sorry." He shook his head. Tristan was standing behind her. It things had been different between them...another time and place maybe. He gently gave her shoulder a squeeze. He had to go home.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 13:46:48 GMT -5
She just nodded, looking straight ahead. Oh god. Why did she do stuff like this to herself?
((she's going to go find David now, all drunk and sad, haha. is it cool if I say that she had Jack tell her where the Jacobs live?))
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Post by tshamien on Nov 29, 2011 15:05:59 GMT -5
((COURSE it is))
Tristan left her in the bar and headed home. What the fuck just happened? He shook his head.
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