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Date Posted: 01:53:01 11/05/06 Sun
Author: Reese
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Braden 's message, "inside" on 01:28:29 11/05/06 Sun

(She tried desperately not to let the sorrow enter her tone or her features as he finally shifted from her, saying that he had to go. It was exceedingly difficult, but she managed to do so because he had sated her so. She looked up at him through doe-soft eyes, her brows furrowed a little as the sadness entered her gaze. She nodded, not trusting herself to speak, and oddly enough not as distracted by his blatant show of arousal as she should have been. It was just a shock to suddenly come down from her high and realize she had to let him go now. And not just letting him go so he could take a shower.. but letting him go so that he could go overseas and play commando.. and possibly not come back. She pulled her lower lip between her teeth and watched him as he walked across the room, shifting once he was gone to curl up with his pillow, the sorrow making her feel sick to her stomach for a full minute. Then she growled and shifted, getting up from the bed, picking up her blanket and walking into her bedroom down the hall. She was mad at herself for acting like he was already gone.. not wanting to be one of those girls.. the weepy, sappy, possessive type.. that made their men feel guilty for serving their country. She would just wait until he left to have a good, healthy cry over him. She dug through her clothes, pulling out a pair of tight blank flared slacks and a soft sage green sweater that made her eyes stand out. She piled them on the end of her bed and added undergarments before picking up the whole pile and heading over to wait outside the door while Braden finished his shower. Her gaze wandered his room, lingering on the bed, still mused from their morning activities. It was hard to think that this time tomorrow she would be at Skeeter's.. and that Braden would be in another country.)

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inside -- Braden, 02:21:55 11/05/06 Sun
- Inside -- Reese, 02:31:48 11/05/06 Sun
  - inside -- Braden, 14:53:59 11/05/06 Sun