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Post by Lady Norrington on Jun 23, 2008 18:42:10 GMT -5
Megan was smiling up at James every few seconds as they walked down a path through the forest near Manderley.
"Micaela said our present was down here..."
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Post by James Norrington on Jun 23, 2008 18:43:48 GMT -5
James squeezed Megan's hand with a grin "Why in gods name would they put it in the middle of the forest?"
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jun 23, 2008 18:51:02 GMT -5
"I don't-"
She paused.
"Oh, my God..."
There was a bed in the clearing, surrounded by candles.
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Post by James Norrington on Jun 23, 2008 18:54:13 GMT -5
If he had been any other man he would have clicked his heels together.
But since he wasn't, he simply smiled and spun Megan around in a circle "Now, this is a surprise."
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jun 23, 2008 18:57:10 GMT -5
Megan laughed and kissed him.
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Post by James Norrington on Jun 23, 2008 20:10:34 GMT -5
James wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in to him, with a slight bit more ferocity than he had ever done.
He had waited a long time for this moment, to be with the woman that he so desperately loved, in the throws of holy matrimony, happy.
He prayed Richard stayed off his mind for the rest of the night.
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jun 24, 2008 19:05:47 GMT -5
She smiled at him.
"I love you so much..."
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Post by James Norrington on Jun 24, 2008 19:34:36 GMT -5
"And I you" he said softly, slowly easing her toward the bed.
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jun 24, 2008 19:48:30 GMT -5
She began unfastening the bodice of her wedding dress.
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Post by James Norrington on Jun 24, 2008 19:52:55 GMT -5
As they came to the bed, he placed a soft hand around her waist and lay her back, helping her with all the belts and fasteners and the other million blessed things that kept him from properly loving her.
As he helped her, he pulled off his hat and wig all at once, allowing his brown hair to fall.
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 10, 2008 1:34:45 GMT -5
"There you are," she teased gently.
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Post by James Norrington on Jul 10, 2008 2:48:44 GMT -5
James grinned and teased her neck with his lips, all the while fumbling to get his jacket off.
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 10, 2008 19:05:32 GMT -5
She was down to her stays and her petticoats now.
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Post by James Norrington on Jul 10, 2008 19:25:26 GMT -5
Good lord, we two wear enough clothing to clothe an entire orphanage.
He finally managed to removed his coat and shoes, which he had loosely tied anyway and tried with amateurish fervor to remove the rest of what she was wearing.
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Post by Lady Norrington on Jul 14, 2008 15:39:31 GMT -5
"You're going to tear the lace-"
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