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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 8:39:23 GMT -8
Her gaze flickered over his features, "I'm here to stay, Mac. I'm not leaving you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 11:42:02 GMT -8
"I know," he said, voice soft. "But you've met my mother. It's just, it's goin' ta take a little bit, yeah?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 16:37:51 GMT -8
Grids nodded slightly, "I know. But I do promise that I intend to stay here and grow old with you, or as old as we can."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 16:47:50 GMT -8
"We'll work on that growin' old bit, hm?" he offered with a smile.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 16:57:59 GMT -8
She leaned up and kissed his jawline, "Sounds like a plan to me."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 17:13:18 GMT -8
He smiled warmly at her and sighed, though it was still a mostly happy sound. "I still can't believe Growltiger just packed up for the docks and ran back out ta sea... Not sayin' I'm complainin' mind but it seems odd."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 17:15:08 GMT -8
Grids' ears flickered a bit at that, "Yes, it is rather. I didn't expect him to, but then again he never was one for staying ashore long."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 17:49:25 GMT -8
He stroked a paw through her hair again. "Sorry, love. Just, for the fuss he made," he shrugged. "Can't say I'm complain' though."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 18:37:00 GMT -8
She leaned into the touch, "Nor am I. I love you, Mac."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 18:47:12 GMT -8
"I'm 'lad," he said, leaning down to nuzzle against her neck lightly. "I would do just about anythin' ta keep you here with me."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 19:00:31 GMT -8
"Love me, and let me love you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 19:08:22 GMT -8
"Now that," he said, leaning down to kiss her gently. "Is somethin' I can do just fine."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 20, 2011 19:21:09 GMT -8
She leaned up into the kiss, her arms tightening to pull him down just a bit further.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 20, 2011 19:44:54 GMT -8
Purring into the kiss, he held her tightly but gently, sure to never let go.
[THREAD END]
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