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Date Posted: 23:29:00 05/20/06 Sat
Author: Courtney
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Braden 's message, "inside" on 22:58:54 05/20/06 Sat

(She watched him as he got out and crossed over to lean against the truck, trying to figure him out a bit despite the fact that she already had a lot on her mind. The fact that he was so easygoing and laid back made her appreciate his company more than he would ever know.. being a miswestern girl she was used to that sort of behavior and it made her relax a bit. She opened the door with her good hand and slid out of the truck, then growled as she realized she had forgotten her flip flop. She reached back into the truck and dropped the sandal on the ground, lifting her foot and brushing the little rocks and dirt that had clung to her bare foot off before toeing back into the black sandal. She used her hip to shut the door to the truck, then passes a sheepish look in his direction as she walked over to him.) Thank you for taking care of me. (She said as she stood in front of him, lifting up on her toes as though to kiss his cheek, but he was so tall that she had to used the 'come here' gesture with her finger to get him to lean down a bit, so she could press a kiss to his cheek. She laughed a little as she did, then lifted her good hand to brush away the lip gloss that clung to his skin.) You're cute, but pink just isn't your color darlin. (She said, mimicking his deep southern accent.)

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