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Nov 22, 2009 0:40:05 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Nov 22, 2009 0:40:05 GMT -5
The hotel receptionist arched one brow at the disheveled state of the two lovers but pursed her lips and said nothing. Instead, she gently lifted a key from the rack behind her and offered it to Christian.
"Room 201," she stated, dismissing them with a toss of her perfectly styled hair.
Christian accepted the key and thanked the receptionist profusely. He turned to Anastasia and quietly guided her towards the staircase on their left.
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Nov 22, 2009 1:42:17 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Nov 22, 2009 1:42:17 GMT -5
She breathed a great sigh of relief once they'd reached the new hotel. Somehow, she felt safer behind these walls, and after all the rush of earlier she was starting to feel tired from the confrontation with Sid.
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Nov 22, 2009 2:15:30 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Nov 22, 2009 2:15:30 GMT -5
"Are you all right?" he asked.
They had reached the respective floor of their room, and he turned to scrutinize her face.
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Nov 22, 2009 15:35:53 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Nov 22, 2009 15:35:53 GMT -5
She nodded, brushing a stray strand of dark hair out of her eyes.
"I'm just glad we've found some quiet again."
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Nov 22, 2009 23:19:55 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Nov 22, 2009 23:19:55 GMT -5
"Are you quite sure?" he pressed, hands grasping both of her shoulders firmly, eyes roaming curiously over hers. "You know what I think, love...I think you're lying for my benefit. Here, I'll carry you to the room."
He grinned and stooped down.
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Nov 22, 2009 23:48:29 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Nov 22, 2009 23:48:29 GMT -5
She squeaked when he picked her up, then laughed a little as he carried her.
"You, sir, don't fail to surprise me!"
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Nov 25, 2009 19:29:13 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Nov 25, 2009 19:29:13 GMT -5
"Have I ever?" he returned with a slight lift of his brow.
He pressed a soft kiss to the side of her head and strode his way past various doors to one that read "201" in fancy, gilded numbers. Shifting Anastasia's weight in his arms, he retrieved their key and stuck it through the knob, turning it and letting the both of them in.
There was a massive four-poster bed on one side of the room. Ornate floral designs covered all four walls of the place, and a chandelier hung from the ceiling. Christian briefly wondered whether he could afford all this but shrugged off the thought and ambled his way towards the bed with a smirk set on his lips.
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Nov 26, 2009 0:15:42 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Nov 26, 2009 0:15:42 GMT -5
Her eyes widened a bit at the interior.
"Oh, this is beautiful!"
She gave him a peck on the cheek.
"I love it."
And then laughed at the grin on his face.
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Nov 30, 2009 23:10:24 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Nov 30, 2009 23:10:24 GMT -5
"Naturally," he murmured into her ear.
He gently laid her down upon the bed and rolled in beside her.
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Nov 30, 2009 23:55:45 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Nov 30, 2009 23:55:45 GMT -5
She settled onto the mattress, wiggling comfortably on the sheets.
"I could sleep like a rock."
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Dec 4, 2009 23:30:48 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Dec 4, 2009 23:30:48 GMT -5
"Mmm...you won't sleep a wink because I won't let you," he teased, pressing a soft kiss to her face. His hand slowly trailed its way down the curve of her waist. "Much less sleep like a rock."
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Dec 5, 2009 0:14:05 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Dec 5, 2009 0:14:05 GMT -5
She laughed, feeling the last stray bit of anxiety from earlier melt away.
"You won't hear me complain." She said, kissing him back.
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Dec 9, 2009 23:22:47 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2009 23:22:47 GMT -5
"That's what I thought," he murmured gently into her ear, brushing back a stray lock of her hair. A heartbeat. "I've come a long way from the man that I used to be. And it's all thanks to you."
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Dec 9, 2009 23:41:39 GMT -5
Post by Anastasia on Dec 9, 2009 23:41:39 GMT -5
"And I came a long way to before I found someone like you." She said softly. "I'm glad I don't have to search anymore."
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Dec 11, 2009 23:43:48 GMT -5
Post by Christian on Dec 11, 2009 23:43:48 GMT -5
"I pray to the fates that it remain so," he muttered more to himself than to her.
Christian knew he could not bear the pain of losing another important part of his life again. It had torn him in half the first time. The second and third times had further shredded those halves, until he'd become nothing more than little bits and pieces of the man he used to be.
But against the odds, Anastasia had pieced him back together.
He gently kissed the side of her head.
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