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Date Posted: Wed, Jan 18 2006, 6:33pm PST
Author: Dominique
Subject: A movie script ending...
In reply to: Brett Holden 's message, "You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go" on Wed, Jan 18 2006, 6:08pm PST

By the time she made it into his building, she was only about ten minutes late - which was pretty good for her, because she had a tendency to get distracted, especially in this area of town where there were so many shops and things to look at. It took her a little while to get through to his office because she had to say hellos to all the guys, who always seemed suspiciously welcoming of her visits, but she made it before too long. "Heya handsome." She sing-songed as she first leaned into his office, and then slowly stepped inside, her fingers linked behind her back demurely - it was always a bit of a toss-up what sort of mood he would be in. She was loving being pregnant more than she had expected to, and with Luca out of the picture, she had just been feeling so bright and cheerful these days. Despite the gentle swell to her stomach, she was still as fashionable as ever - dark jeans fit to her long slender legs, and a rich purple satiny tank-style top to her torso, a loose off-white cardigan draped over her shoulders but unbuttoned. She was smiling, just quietly, and her head was tilted a fraction as she just watched him lovingly - waiting for him get up to say hello...

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I'm gonna spend my time like it's going out of style... -- Brett, Wed, Jan 18 2006, 6:50pm PST
- She leaned into him at his touch, and slowly, deliberately, wrapped both arms tightly around his neck to return his kiss sweetly, the tip of her tongue touching her top lip as they broke. "It's not that bad out, and I've got a sweater..." She protested, but just meekly, and allowed him to guide her out. Really, she wasn't chilly and didn't think that she needed his jacket, but she knew better than to refuse it and so pulled it on, then slipped an arm around his waist for the walk out. "Starving." She admitted, because it was the truth - she didn't typically eat very much, and was still tiny despite the growing baby inside of her, but her appetite had definitely been increasing over the past week or two. Before they left, she waved coyly to a new guy who had yet to pick his jaw up off the floor since she entered, and then laughed the moment they were out of sight. "New kid? I think he likes you." (NT) -- Dom, Wed, Jan 18 2006, 7:01pm PST