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Date Posted: 07/ 6/07 12:04pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Exhausted for a good reason

(Exactly fourteen days after they left, Zidane and Bree returned to Lallybroch to find that things had both remained the same and changed drastically. Dane didn't really want to think about the ledgers that still lay atop his massive desk, since there were so many other things to occupy his young mind. It was nearing one in the afternoon when his clawed feet touched down on the huge balcony outside his bedroom. He let his momentum carry him forward several steps and changed his shape as he moved so as to allow Bree room to land behind him. He was too bloody tired to magyck clothes on, so he just turned to wait for her, idly scratching the tattoo mark just below his right pec. He had an odd yearning for Tiernan and wondered if his blood bond needed to be renewed. The sight of his mate, soaring in to land, took his thoughts from him and shoved the idea of his fatigue firmly off to the side. The man looked thinner than when he had left, though his eyes were still that brilliant shade of irredescent stormy blue. And in the grand scheme of things, what man would really complain about losing weight and being dead tired because his mate had had an insatiable appetite for him? Nope, he wouldn't complain.. he would just eat and rest and regain his weight. And meanwhile, he would revel in the fact that his mate was preparing to whelp. Oh yes, things were very good for the Laird.. very good indeed. He let out a very throaty yawn and turned to go inside, holding the door for Bree, not giving a flying rat's arse if half the country saw his bare ass. He crossed to his bed and flopped down with an indulgent sigh.) Why does the flight back seem a lot longer than the flight out?

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