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Date Posted: 21:11:02 06/06/06 Tue
Author: Skeeter
Subject: inside
In reply to: Gia 's message, "Inside" on 20:54:57 06/06/06 Tue

His jaw set heavily at that, his blue gray eyes flashing a steel, icey color as he gazed down at her. She was hurt? Now she needed his help? Now she wanted to get straight? What about what he had wanted? What he had needed and when he had tried to help her? He had been there for her every fucking step she took no matter what the hell she said. So he hadn't jumped in with confessions of love but he had done every other damn thing to show her that he cared and wanted to help her and she had thrown it back in his fucking face and walked out the door. His hands were nearly shaking as he restrained his temper, taking slow and even breaths to keep from yelling back when she nearly screamed at him. Instead, he just leveled that cold, hard gaze at her - his eyes narrowed onto her form on the bed. "I will take you back to D.C. - I will get you help." Each word was pronounced with chilled precision. "I will not chase you anywhere again. If you leave this hotel room before we get on a plane, unless you are escorted by one of my team, I will get you court marshalled." If possible, his features hardened even farther and his voice dropped an octive deeper. "But you remember this, Gianna." He paused for a long moment before he leaned down a touch, his voice a soft, cold tone. "You left me". With that, he turned on his heel, heading towards the door and speaking to her with his back turned. "And don't fucking call me Justin."

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