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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 13:29:04 GMT -5
"Yes..." *she said meekly, with a small sigh. Perhaps one day he'd ask why she was getting so fat so quickly and then she might be able to explain.*
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 13:32:39 GMT -5
((Because, men know it's best to comment on weight gain.))
*He heard the sigh, though it barely reached his ears.*
"What is it love?"
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 13:39:07 GMT -5
"Nothing..." *she bit her lip* "Well, that is...Something."
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 14:14:33 GMT -5
*He could not imagine what it was that she was so afraid to tell him. He could not imagine that it would be any worse than anything he had been foolish enough to do in his own life.*
"You can tell me, I will not judge you."
*He replied, a hand encircling her waist.*
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 15:18:44 GMT -5
*Becca reached up to pull him towards her, kissing him softly.*
"I'm pregnant," *she whispered against his lips.*
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 15:38:52 GMT -5
*A familiar feeling of joy and dread filled him. Philippe pulled back abruptly.*
"How long have you known?"
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 15:53:44 GMT -5
"...an hour?"
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 15:59:23 GMT -5
"I do not know what to think."
*He rubbed his forehead. He would have a child. If nothing went wrong. Or he lived to see it, which was doubtful.*
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 16:07:07 GMT -5
*Becca kissed him on the forehead.*
"Shh. Do not think at all."
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 16:15:31 GMT -5
*Philippe sighed. It was almost too much to take. Today of all days. He leant back against the railing, exhausted.*
"Are you pleased?"
*He asked wearily.*
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 16:16:49 GMT -5
"Come inside and sit," *she ordered abruptly, noting his pallor.*
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 16:26:55 GMT -5
*Philippe allowed himself to be led inside to a chair. Once he sat down in it he exhaled loudly.*
"Sorry, shock and all that."
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 16:28:13 GMT -5
"I couldn't think how to make it easier for you," *she said softly.*
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Post by Philippe on May 8, 2008 16:37:05 GMT -5
"No, you could not have done. I will be well in a moment."
*He ran a hand through his hair.*
"I do not wish to take you with me,"
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Post by Rebecca on May 8, 2008 16:41:25 GMT -5
*She frowned at him.*
"What?"
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