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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 0:58:08 GMT -5
"Well that's not very fair. I had jam on my face anyway. Mm, your face tastes good." *He said, leaning in closer to lick some of it off. He couldn't quite believe that he had actually said that, and was chuckling at the end at his own stupidity.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:01:15 GMT -5
I can't believe you actually just said that. *She giggled.* But you are a mess. *She licked the tip of his nose.* Mmm, strawberry.
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:02:09 GMT -5
*He snorted.*
"You know I can't quite believe that I said that, either. You seem to be good at making a fool of me." *He teased.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:03:55 GMT -5
I do my best. *She ran her finger along his cheek, bringing it to her mouth and sucking off the jam.*
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:04:46 GMT -5
*Skipping the rest of her face, he just went in to kiss her, all sticky and jam-covered.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:06:38 GMT -5
*She giggled as she kissed him back- his lips tasted so sweet!*
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:08:03 GMT -5
*He subtly reached over to grab a towel and threw it at her.*
"Before it dries and gets nasty." *He explained sheepishly.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:09:35 GMT -5
*She laughed, wiping off her face and then his.* There, better?
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:10:06 GMT -5
*He laughed.*
"Much. Where were we? Perhaps you'd care to remind me."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:13:19 GMT -5
Hmmm, let me see. *She pretended to think, winding a curl around her finger.* Oh, I remember! *Leaning forward, she kissed him gently, dropping the towel on the floor.*
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:14:08 GMT -5
*He moved one hand ot the small of her back, drawing her closer.*
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:15:45 GMT -5
*She moved forward, deepening the kiss as she wound her arms around him.*
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:16:58 GMT -5
**AROUND A WEEK LATER. NO, YOU NINNIES, THEY WEREN'T KISSING THE WHOLE TIME, NO MATTER HOW MUCH KATE WISHES THEY HAD BEEN.**
*They had been talking on the bed, sitting opposite each other, when a bell rand above deck. He grinned widely.*
"I think they've spotted land."
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Post by Scarlett Booth on Dec 19, 2007 1:19:34 GMT -5
Really? *Her face lit up.* C'mon, let's go see! *Grabbing his hand, she dragged him up to the deck.*
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Post by Michael on Dec 19, 2007 1:34:58 GMT -5
*He smiled, following her. Up there, one could barely make out a stretch of green land.* "Not that impressive. Let's go back below; we'll be there soon."
**LATER**
*He led her down the gangplank, but as soon as he touched the dock, he was tackleglomped by a small horde of children, mostly redheaded.*
"Uncle Mike!" *They all cried, nearly knocking him over.* "Agh!" *Was his only response. When they backed off, one could see there were four of them--the eldest a redheaded girl of about 5, a slightly shorter boy with a mop of brown curls, and two little twin girls with bright red hair, curlier than their siblings', who couldn't have been more than 3. He kneeled down to their level.*
"Hannah, how'd you get prettier since the last time I saw you, eh? And Jamie, growin' up tall like your da, and... well who are these two?" *He asked, pretending not to recognize the littlest girls.*
*They giggled.* "Uncle Mike! It's me, Coreen!" "Yeah, and Colleen!" *They cried. He mock frowned.*
"You two can't be my Corrie and Collie... you're too big! You can't have grown that much since I last saw you." *They just giggled.* "Uncle Mike, you're silly." *Said one of them."
*Two adults, presumably the parents of the kids as the man looked like a grown-up Jamie, and the woman had a riotous mass of red curls, approached. They both smiled at Michael.*
"Jamie." *Michael said warmly as the man reached him and gave him a manly, brotherly hug.* "Michael."
"And Eileen! Every time I see you, I wonder why I didn't steal you for myself." *He teased, obviously meaning nothing by it as he hugged her in the same brotherly manner.*
*Michael backed away from his brother and back to Scarlett.*
"Family? This is Scarlett. Scarlett, this is Jamie, Eileen, Hannah, Jamie, Coreen, and Colleen McNamara--my brother and his family."
*It was obvious that he loved them very much--from the way he acted around the kids to the way he just seemed to be so happy to see everyone. He grabbed Scarlett's hand.*
"I was wonderin' when Michael over 'ere was goin' t'bring home a lass." *Jamie said, grinning. His accent was broader and gruffer than Michael's, but his blue eyes twinkled the exact same way as his brothers did.*
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