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Date Posted: 10:34:41 09/15/05 Thu
Author: Tyrell
Subject: They say I'm cocky...
In reply to: Mia 's message, "
He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the end, he breaks
He's never enough " on 10:23:47 09/15/05 Thu

He smiled lightly as he came through the door - he had actually gone into work late that morning because he wanted to be there for her when Wes got on the school bus - he had expected the tears and crying that had happened as soon as the yellow bus took their baby boy away. Their little boy wasn't so little these days though, he was developing a full attitude that mirrored his fathers. Shaking his head, he came up behind Mia and pressed a kiss to the top of her head before his hand dropped down to her stomache, pushing back her hair with his opposite hand. "You can't have any tears left, Mia, for real.." He was teasing, his lips brushing across her jaw before he smiled at his son.

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[> [> She glanced up at him as he wandered in, smirking a touch at his coment and tossing him a playful glare, though there was always that adoration in her eyes that she held him up in. "Who's crying?" It had been a hard day for her, it was hard to realise her little boy was growing up. -- Mia, 11:22:35 09/15/05 Thu


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