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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 21:16:43 GMT -5
"that's not what I mean Tristan. My relationship with Mikey is Perfect but just because I know I can love him dont mean I know I can love and be with you," Erin explained.
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Post by tshamien on Feb 23, 2012 21:32:41 GMT -5
"You can try," Tristan said. He knew he was difficult and he knew he was probably furthest from what she wanted.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 21:55:08 GMT -5
"and what if I can't? What if we're horrible together? Then where does that leave Mikey?" she asked him, rubbing his thigh.
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Post by tshamien on Feb 23, 2012 21:57:22 GMT -5
"YOu can't worry about that. If we don't try, we'll never no." He said, leaning closer to her. "It would be worse if we didn't try..."
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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 22:07:15 GMT -5
"should we see each other in secret? To protect Mikey?" she asked him, taking his hand.
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Post by tshamien on Feb 23, 2012 22:15:12 GMT -5
"No. He should know. I'm not going to hide my life from him and it'll only make him suspicious anyways," Tristan said with a laugh. "He's an inquisitive little bastard." He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 22:29:47 GMT -5
Erin chuckled and crawled onto his lap, wanting to be close to him. She buried her face in his neck.
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Post by tshamien on Feb 23, 2012 22:40:51 GMT -5
Tristan wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. He kissed the top of her head. She was so small in his arms, and all he wanted to do was keep her there.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 22:53:53 GMT -5
Erin kissed his neck, then kissed him.
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Post by tshamien on Feb 23, 2012 22:58:17 GMT -5
Tristan cupped her face in his hands and kissed her back softly at first then harder, filled with wanting.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 23:00:16 GMT -5
God she had missed him. Erin took handfuls of his shirt in her fists, pulling him close.
"Dad?" Mikey was in the living room, eyes wide as he looked at them.
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Post by tshamien on Feb 23, 2012 23:23:34 GMT -5
Tristan pulled his lips away from Erin and smiled sheepishly at him.
"hey," he said softly and then cleared his throat. He gently slid Erin off of him and stood up. "how you doing?" he asked him, as he walked toward him
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Post by Zippy on Feb 23, 2012 23:46:23 GMT -5
He looked between them, confused, then started crying. "I threw up in my bed!"
Erin frowned and came over to soothe him. "it's ok I'll change your sheets. Your dad can get you cleaned up."
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Post by tshamien on Feb 24, 2012 8:50:05 GMT -5
Tristan sighed heavily and then picked him up into his arms. "it's alright buddy, don't worry about it." he said as he carried him into the bathroom.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 24, 2012 10:43:05 GMT -5
Erin changed his sheets and remade his bed just in time for Tristan to carry Mikey back in. "Poor kid. He's really sick." she patted Mikey's head as they laid him back down In bed.
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