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Date Posted: 21:55:00 10/25/06 Wed
Author: Reese
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Braden 's message, "inside" on 21:44:00 10/25/06 Wed

(She felt about fifteen emotions at once as she listened to his words, but it was the soft smile on her face that betrayed which of those emotions was winning. It was hard to feel the loss of him leaving, or the uncertainty of her own feelings when he was looking down at her with that purely male expression and she was so warm from his thorough kissing. It would strike her later how dangerously close this whole encounter had come to being a 'so you can remember me' sort of experience.. and she would be glad that she hadn't felt those emotions right then and there, because these memories would get her through the weeks without him. She wanted to feel emboldened by his admition of feelings for her.. but it made her feel even more nervous around him.. because she wasn't altogether sure what she wanted to let herself feel for him. She knew what her heart felt.. but she wasn't sure she wanted to allow that.. not when he was in the same line of work as her late brother.. and not when he was going into a dangerous mission. If she let herself fall for a man who got himself killed.. it would shatter her. She'd be locked in a room with a purple crayon for the rest of her life. And yet.. she had to ask herself if she really could put a leash on the kind of emotion she was feeling at the moment..? Probably not. She blushed at his mentioning that she wasn't legal and swatted at him, bringing her hands up to cover her red face as she laughed.) Braden! (She chided in a playful and slightly taken aback tone. It wasn't the idea of what he was propositioning that made her nervous.. it was that he had been thinking about it for a while obviously and the whole sweater thing was now a moot point.. yes, he meant it. She made a moaning sound, muffled by her sweater sleeves, then parted them a little to look up at him, a nervous and yet completely adoring smile on her face.) Until I am eighteen. (She repeated, looking a little smug, as if knowing the power she now wielded over him. She crooked a finger at him without moving her hands from near her face, her gaze shifting to look more inviting, almost sly. She could handle 'practicing' with him for a while yet.. since she had the chance to..)

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inside -- Braden, 22:29:51 10/25/06 Wed
- Inside -- Reese, 22:42:21 10/25/06 Wed
  - inside -- Braden, 23:26:35 10/25/06 Wed
    - Inside -- Reese, 23:34:58 10/25/06 Wed