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Date Posted: 21:51:02 11/02/06 Thu
Author: Reese
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Braden 's message, "inside" on 20:12:34 11/02/06 Thu

(The last thing she would remember before falling asleep was the feel of his hand, strong and sure, as it slid up and down her spine in such a soothing manner. She had nuzzled in as close as she possibly could to him, her head resting on his bare chest, her long lashes splayed over her cheeks and her lips slightly pursed. One hand was tucked slightly under her cheek and the other was curled over his shoulder, holding onto him. She wasn't ready to let him go the next day, had forced thoughts of their pending seperation from he mind.. and allowed the comforting feeling that now rested inside her to take over. It was the only way she could deal with it right now without losing it. She knew she was going to have a hard time with it, anyone in her position would.. she had issues lingering from her brother's death.. as well as a growing need to be with Braden. A quickly growing need. The night he had just given her had not only shown her how she was feeling towards him, but had solidified her desperate need to be sure that he was safe. It was choking at times to think that he was going on a mission.. off on the same sort of thing that her brother had gone off on.. and come back in pieces. But now, in the safety of his arms, she could fool herself into thinking that they could remain like this forever.. that he would never leave her. That he would never put himself in danger. That she would never look into the eyes of a private coming to feed her the scripted apology from the government about how her marine had died in the call of duty.)

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