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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 14:23:54 GMT -5
*Lark laughed in echo.*
"Course you will." *She shrugged playfully.*
"I s'spect that you would get right bored with nothing but me and time on your hands. I know I can be terribly tedious after all. Nothing but trouble..." *She grinned slowly.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 16:50:19 GMT -5
"Trouble ain't never tedious," *pointed out Jake.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 17:58:31 GMT -5
*Lark just stared at him, brow arched.*
"Com'on now...there's gotta only be so many ways to do...that sorta thing." *There was, wasn't there?*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 18:03:48 GMT -5
"Sure...but ain't never gonna be a hard thing t'say yes to."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 18:07:55 GMT -5
*Lark smiled and rubbed her nose softly to his.*
"Well, won't keep your siblings from being nosy about never seeing you." *She prodded gently.*
"And I imagine that you'd even miss the horses."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 18:11:05 GMT -5
*Jake thought about that for a moment.*
"True. I s'pose a man's got t'do somethin' else at least to put food on the table. My strength won't hold out too long unless I get fed."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 18:13:13 GMT -5
*She kissed him lightly, content in the concession.*
"That mean you're peckish now?" *She asked gently.* "I mean, I'd rather keep you naked all the same, but if you are, I'd understand."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 21, 2009 18:44:58 GMT -5
"I am starvin'," *he admitted, his stomach letting out a timely growl.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 22, 2009 8:44:51 GMT -5
"Uh huh..." *Lark looked him over knowingly. She slid to the corner of the bed, drawing up what was left of the dress. She frowned.*
"You sure do have a way of letting a girl down easy." *She poked dryly, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over her head before she started to rummage around for his trousers.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 22, 2009 16:40:34 GMT -5
*Jake laughed and swung out of bed to go look for a spare set of clothes for himself.*
"I may let ya down easy, Trouble, but I'll be there t'catch ya, too."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 23, 2009 13:16:33 GMT -5
"Sure." *Lark snarked.*
"Easy 'nough for you to say now..." *She hiked up the trousers, but the fit wasn't any better then the last time she'd been in his clothes.*
"I'll see if I can't figure out where Lizzie keeps everything." *She started for the door.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 23, 2009 15:24:17 GMT -5
"I can help," *he offered gamely, loping after her.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 23, 2009 16:42:16 GMT -5
"You're damn right you will." *Lark grinned, turning back at the doorway with a mischievous smile.*
"Cause I don't figure that you want Lizzie holding you responsible for the mess I'm like to make in her kitchen."
*She hurried out and down the hall to the kitchen.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Feb 23, 2009 16:48:20 GMT -5
"Hell, she'll be so counfounded that I'm doin' anythin' of use in there, she won't see half of it."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Feb 23, 2009 17:26:36 GMT -5
*Lark giggled, already having the cupboards pulled open and trying to get the lay of the land.*
"Well, you're damn lucky then." *She bounded back to him, throwing her arms around his neck and rocking up on her toes to whisper in his ear.*
"Cause otherwise she might be right pissed about that dress."
*She pecked him quickly and hurried back to the cabinets.*
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