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Post by Dr. Connors on Feb 22, 2014 2:13:47 GMT -5
Curt felt very warm, and like he might float away. The girl had won him over completely, even when one suspected she was only teasing.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 22, 2014 2:15:30 GMT -5
She rested her head on his shoulder in a cloud of hair that had not been entirely thoroughly brushed that morning, maintaining eye contact all the while.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Feb 22, 2014 2:45:07 GMT -5
He breathed in, feeling completely enamored and a little drunk on it. This was love, wasn't it. Damn.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 22, 2014 2:47:10 GMT -5
"Oh Curt, I know I woke you up, but- I'm starting to feel sleepy."
She laughed hopelessly.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Feb 22, 2014 2:48:55 GMT -5
He laughed a little.
"You're welcome to sleep here on my shoulder if you like."
The jig would be up the moment anyone else joined them and noticed him staring like a complete fool at her gentle sleeping face, but he was having difficulty with the drowsy sweetness of that image.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 22, 2014 2:51:35 GMT -5
"You're too kind, Curtchen," said Nina, shutting her eyes and turning her head a little bit inward. "I hope I am not imposing on you..."
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Post by Dr. Connors on Feb 22, 2014 3:02:24 GMT -5
"Curtchen?" he repeated, a little quizzically but not with any hostility. The tone of her voice was straightforward enough to get across what it really meant.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 22, 2014 3:05:09 GMT -5
She laughed and turned a little pink in her sleepiness, but didn't open her eyes. "Oh dear," she murmured, still somewhat drifting.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Feb 23, 2014 20:56:40 GMT -5
"May I guess from context what that means?" Curt murmured, hopelessly endeared.
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Post by Nina Fortner on Feb 23, 2014 21:11:43 GMT -5
"Just a- you know," said Nina, not checking to be certain this made sense with him.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Mar 17, 2014 0:38:19 GMT -5
Curt was very pink just then and very deserving of a cute pet name.
"That's very sweet--"
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Post by Nina Fortner on Mar 17, 2014 0:41:29 GMT -5
Nina pressed her face into his shoulder with a soft sleepy noise.
"You're sweet," she said, voice slightly muffled.
She moved her arms so that she could put them loosely around him and move closer, pulling one leg up onto her seat with her so she slightly spilled over the side onto him.
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Post by Dr. Connors on Mar 17, 2014 1:01:44 GMT -5
Curt sighed, both moved and simply tired.
"How on earth did I ever meet a young woman like you..."
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Post by Nina Fortner on Mar 17, 2014 1:14:52 GMT -5
She smiled faintly.
"If only we'd met sooner. Just half an hour earlier, and I would have known you before Raoul..."
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Post by Dr. Connors on Mar 18, 2014 9:40:46 GMT -5
"Dear God, really?"
It was a thought both strange and sad, and he couldn't conceal how he felt -- it felt like a bit of a cosmic joke.
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