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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 2, 2008 22:43:50 GMT -5
"What other choice do I have?"
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Post by Micaela on May 2, 2008 22:46:04 GMT -5
"Maxim, you can't do that to me!" *She cried desperately.* "You know as well as I do what would happen if we let this get to trial!"
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 2, 2008 23:03:54 GMT -5
"What choice to I have?" *he repeated.* "They'll identify the body- they'll know it's her!"
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Post by Micaela on May 2, 2008 23:10:11 GMT -5
"And? That proves nothing, Maxim!" *She insisted, with an almost-childish stubbornness.* "You're the one pulling her into this. She's standing between us because you keep putting her there!"
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 2, 2008 23:22:06 GMT -5
*He stared at her a moment.*
"You think I brought this upon myself? I mean, aside from the whole 'killing her' thing."
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Post by Micaela on May 2, 2008 23:26:10 GMT -5
"That's not what I said."
*She stepped back, shaking her head.*
"But if there are going to be three people in this marriage, I'm taking our children and I'm leaving." *She said, her voice firm but hoarse. Behind her eyes lurked tears that threatened to send her into hysterics; she couldn't meet Maxim's gaze.*
"I won't let you do that to me." *She said, finally meeting his gaze for a fraction of an instant, her eyes expressing the pain and frustration she hadn't let her words in the past months. She turned swiftly to open the door and head towards the beach, trying with what pride she had left not to break down into a sobbing mess.*
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 2, 2008 23:52:18 GMT -5
*Before Micaela could reach the door, Maxim was on his feet behind her. He took her by the arm, whirling her around to face him. For a moment, he only looked at her, pain and utter despair evident in his eyes.
And then he kissed her with a passionate, desperate longing. He channeled all his fear, anger and worry into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her.*
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Post by Micaela on May 3, 2008 0:01:06 GMT -5
*Micaela made a noise of protest against his mouth and half-heartedly beat on his chest with one small fist. Her protests ceased as she realized that he was kissing her as he never had before now; almost unwillingly, she felt her body responding. She surrendered as she clung to him with a desperate passion, her arms pressing her against him by holding tightly around his neck.*
*One hand crept to the side of his face and the other tangled in his hair. She kissed him back fiercely, as if to reassure his longing with her own. He'd told her he loved her; he was kissing her as if he would never let her go. She couldn't help but want him.*
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 3, 2008 0:21:53 GMT -5
"I love you," *he murmured between hungry, longing kisses.* "So much. So much..."
*He didn't know how long they had, before the world was to come crashing down on them. He didn't know if he'd ever see her again after tomorrow. Rebecca's shadow still lurked close at hand, waiting for their ruin.
But they had tonight.*
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Post by Micaela on May 3, 2008 0:27:36 GMT -5
*She nodded all the while.*
"I know." *She murmured softly as he kissed her neck.* "I've always known." *And she was surprised to know she was telling the truth. Somewhere, she'd known. She wouldn't have married him if she hadn't. She lifted his head back up so she could lean up and kiss him deeply, almost searchingly.*
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 3, 2008 0:37:23 GMT -5
*He caressed her shoulders gently but insistantly, pulling down the sleeves of her dress, baring a shoulder to plant kisses there, as well. He led her further back into the room.*
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Post by Micaela on May 3, 2008 0:38:29 GMT -5
*She followed with no hesitation whatsoever, and, once they had stopped moving, worked on his shirt buttons and dusted his torso with featherlight kisses as she did so.*
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 3, 2008 0:55:03 GMT -5
*He lifted her face up to his level again and kissed her with more passion than he'd ever show toward her. His kisses only grew more desperate and insistent as he slipped her dress down, letting his hands caress her back, her arms, her face...*
**FADE OUT**
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Post by Micaela on May 3, 2008 1:01:27 GMT -5
**FADE IN**
*Micaela lazily pressed kisses onto Maxim's shoulder, which was the closest part of him to her face at the moment. They'd ended up on a blanket on the hard, stone floor, but she didn't mind much. In fact, she didn't mind at all. Her hair fanned out behind her head and the rest of her was as close to Maxim as possible. She knew that they'd have to go back soon; she could see the faint light of dawn just beginning to glow outside, but for now she was perfectly content to be right where she was.*
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Post by Maxim de Winter on May 3, 2008 13:26:31 GMT -5
*Eventually he regretfully sat up.*
"They'll wonder where we are," *he said softly.*
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