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Post by Liam on Feb 3, 2008 20:35:22 GMT -5
*Liam sat in his room a week after Sorcha, tossing and turning. He was supposed to be sleeping... that was clearly failing. He went to the window, which overlooked the rose gardens and the lawns that sloped down the the stables... and the stone cottage where he knew Sorcha lived.*
*He opened up the glass and let the cool night breeze caress his face and bare torso, vaguely noting that he wished it was Sorcha's hands instead.*
*BROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROODBROOD*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 2:19:18 GMT -5
*Sorcha, unable to sleep, had gotten up and quietly dressed, not waking any of her siblings--which was a talent she'd honed over the years. She crept downstairs and was nearly at the door before she realized her mother stood at the foot of the stairs.*
"And where d'ye think ye're going?" *Kathy asked.*
"I...I told Tommy I'd meet him tonight, Mam..." *stammered Sorcha before she bolted out the door. Kathy knit her brow and frowned. Tommy had gone to Cornwall on business with Michael, and wouldn't be back until the next afternoon. But Sorcha was already gone.
She ran across the fields surrounding the stables, slowing to a walk in the rose garden to catch her breath. She stood below Liam's window, looking up for a long time.
Then, she began to climb the tree that grew close to the house. In a minute, she was ducking through the open window and swinging a leg over the windowsill.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 7:08:13 GMT -5
*He looked at her as if she wasn't quite sure what she was doing there.*
"S..wh.. Sorcha?" *He asked, cocking his head.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 7:10:42 GMT -5
"Shhh!" *she pressed her hand over his mouth to hush him, looking around, listening fearfully for a moment before she pulled him into a kiss.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 7:23:16 GMT -5
*That wasn't exactly expected, but it was entirely welcome. Within second he was kissing her back enthusiastically, arms pulling her closer to him.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 7:28:46 GMT -5
"I had to see you again," *she said, holding him close.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 8:42:35 GMT -5
*In lieu of a response, he kissed every part of her his mouth could reach--her forehead, her cheeks, her jawline, ears, neck, shoulders...*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 8:44:09 GMT -5
"Liam...we...we need to talk about this..." *she whispered, even as she gave herself up to his touch.*
"Lia--Sir. SIR!" *she gasped, trying to get his attention.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 8:44:44 GMT -5
"Gahwhat?!" *He whispered back, looking back into her eyes, miffed.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 8:48:42 GMT -5
*She caught hold of his face between her hands and looked into his eyes.*
"We shouldn't be doing this, Liam," *she said seriously.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 8:49:19 GMT -5
"No, we shouldn't..." *He affirmed.*
"...but we are."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 8:53:50 GMT -5
"I mean...I'm me...and you're you...and...this isn't going to work. We can't...we just can't."
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 8:58:21 GMT -5
*There was something earnest and almost innocent behind the passion in his eyes. Which made no fuckin' sense but whatever he's a stu. He held her face with his hands--musician's hands, scholar's hands, not rough or large but finely skilled and calloused at only the tips--and kissed her forehead gently, almost reverently.*
"Don't think that way, Sorcha." *He whispered in her ear.* "You're only Sorcha, I'm only Liam, and we can."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 4, 2008 9:04:20 GMT -5
*She hid her face against his neck.*
"Yes...but only when we're alone..." *she sighed.* "The world sees us differently."
((*puts on The Ludlows and tries not to cry.*))
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Post by Liam on Feb 4, 2008 9:06:02 GMT -5
"The world can bloody well go stuff itself." *He held her head against his neck with one hand, burying his face in her hair.*
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