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Post by Jeremy on Aug 30, 2007 13:40:15 GMT -5
((I know! All trying to get me killed.))
*Jeremy's eyes shut slowly, taking time to peek at her as they kiss. His fingers on her back traces their way along her curls as his lower hand holds her tight. Jeremy's teeth graze against her lips in soft playful bite.*
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 30, 2007 13:46:15 GMT -5
*As he bit her lip, she broke the kiss and leaned back, trying to get far enough away to put him in focus without breaking the embrace. She stared at him for a moment, but quickly lowered her eyes.*
"Uh...thanks. Was it...al'ight?"
*Her brow furrowed in worry, not only at her skills, but also that she found herself enjoying it a bit more than was probably proper.*
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Post by Jeremy on Aug 30, 2007 13:54:52 GMT -5
*Jeremy grinned, as his breathing quickly returns to normal.*
"That was... let's see, what was it you said about the pie.... amazin'. Yeah.. that. Good word for something that tastes that sweet."
*Jeremy blushed at his own forwardness with her but at the same time he licked his own lips, enjoying the tingle running through them.*
"and for you?"
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 30, 2007 14:00:35 GMT -5
*Lizzie lowered her face to unsuccessfully hide her blush.*
"It was...real nice. New...and different. But mighty fine."
*She squirmed slightly in his arms, but didn't try to escape them*
"If it was always like that...I'm pretty sure I like boys."
And that means Jake won't have to be cross. Not that he wouldn't be about this...but if he knew it was for a good cause maybe...
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Post by Jeremy on Aug 30, 2007 14:30:53 GMT -5
*Jeremy smiled, his arms holding her close but not all that tightly. He blushes slightly but doesn't look away from her.*
"I notice that wasn't 'I like only boys.' I'm glad."
*He leans in and kisses the tip of her nose softly.*
"You should give things a try... see what you like."
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 30, 2007 14:40:14 GMT -5
*Lizzie looked him over, wondering if he was too good to be true. And he was Texan, Jake would like that. She tried to shake away the thought. She pursed her lips and nodded.*
"Al'ight. 'Ya gonna be here if I come back?"
*She smiled and chewed her lip.*
"I mean...so I can tell 'ya how it went?"
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Post by Jeremy on Aug 30, 2007 14:45:29 GMT -5
*Jeremy grins mischievously.*
"Sure will... feel free to drop in and share anytime."
*He leaned down and kissed her once lightly on the lips before slowly breaking their embrace.*
"Don't forget your pie.... and if you're going to see 'her' you should take some of these...."
*He sets a box on the counter top and opens it, spinning it so that she could see the chocolate covered strawberries.*
"They're covered in ganache."
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 30, 2007 19:27:36 GMT -5
*Lizzie blushed once more. She couldn’t believe that she’d told him. Well…not told him told him, but still…she should be worried that he might tell someone. But she wasn’t. It was strange. She took the food with a grin and set it on the table. She pulled out her purse, digging through it for some bills.*
“I know ‘ya said I didn’t hav’ta, but this it too much. Yer too kind, Mister…”
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Post by Jeremy on Aug 31, 2007 6:11:07 GMT -5
*Jeremy placed his hand on hers gently. Shaking his head he smiled as he looked down at her.*
"Then don't insult the kindness by trying to pay. Besides... a new friend who's a good kisser is well worth the price of the dinner. Just be sure to come back with details."
*He grinned and helped her pack away her food.*
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 31, 2007 7:44:42 GMT -5
*Lizzie lowered her purse and her eyes, tucking her hair behind her ear. What could she say to that? Nothing. She just smiled and nodded and took what was given. When everything was packed, she gave him a sudden hug which she released quickly.*
"Thank 'ya kindly, Mister. I can't tell 'ya how much better I feel."
*She picked up the food and headed towards the door. From the doorway she glanced back, all smiles.*
"Have a good night, Mister."
*Then she headed out into the night air.*
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Post by Lizzie on Sept 5, 2007 5:37:28 GMT -5
***AFTER MEETING ALEX AGAIN***
*Lizzie burst into the restaurant, chest heaving and cheeks tear-stained. She looked flustered and confused, catching herself as she entered as though she only just realized what a sight she was. She gave a long sniffle as she smoothed her skirts nervously, taking a few more steps inside. Timidly, she called out, her voice wavering.*
"Mister...you in?"
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Post by Jeremy on Sept 5, 2007 10:53:37 GMT -5
*Jeremy stepped out of the kitchen, a bit of flour on his cheek. Seeing the state she was in he quickly dusted his hands off on his apron and moved to pull out a chair for her.*
"Lizzie... what's wrong?"
*He really hoped he hadn't been wrong in his advice... or method.*
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Post by Lizzie on Sept 5, 2007 12:29:01 GMT -5
*Lizzie wiped at her cheeks with the back of her sleeve as she tried to collect herself. She sat and looked up to him, her eyes pleading.*
“It…things went all…she was…and she did…but it was so…”
*She shut her eyes and shook her head.*
“I don’t feel none bit better. And…”
*She tightened her lips and kept her eyes shut as she whispered.*
I still want to kiss her.
*She stood suddenly and lunged at Jeremy, wrapping him in her embrace, kissing him deep and urgently.*
Please…make me normal…
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Post by Jeremy on Sept 5, 2007 12:45:41 GMT -5
*He tried to follow her broken thoughts. He really did. Which only helped her catch him unaware with her kiss. Instinctivly he returned the kiss before he realized what was happening. When he did he slowly pulled her away, not completely but enough to seperate their lips and bring her back into focus.*
"Well now... not that I don't enjoy that kind of greeting but let's try that again. What's wrong... complete thoughts."
*His arms were on hers and he gave them a squeeze hoping it would help.*
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Post by Lizzie on Sept 5, 2007 12:53:55 GMT -5
*Lizzie nuzzled her head back towards him, trying to bring his lips back to hers, not opening her eyes as if doing so might force her to admit some terrible truth. She whimpered softly.*
“Please, Mister…I don’t wanna be a freak…”
Just like me and let me like you and not have to deal with girls and these horrible thoughts I’m havin’...
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