<font color=darkorange><i>I try but I can't seem to get myself to think of anything but you.. your breath on my face, your warn gentle kiss.. I taste the truth..</font></i> -- .:Nikolai's Apartment:.

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Date Posted: 09:38:13 11/08/05 Tue
Author: Niko
Subject: I try but I can't seem to get myself to think of anything but you.. your breath on my face, your warn gentle kiss.. I taste the truth..
In reply to: Skye 's message, "So come a little closer baby..." on 06:53:21 11/07/05 Mon

(He was still reeling from her words nearly two hours later when he was sitting on the coffee table in the living room, which was looking like a living room as far as furniture and electronics ran. He was currantly running interferance between an electrician working on the busted fuses and the installation of a track light in the living room, and the man who was running the gas and water lines in the kitchen for the stove and fridge. He ran a hand over his face and Rico smirked, walking over to him to give him shit for sitting down on the job. Niko begrudgingly went back to work, following his dad outside to start moving the upstairs furnuture into the house. He and Rico were carrying in most of the furniture while Shaun was working assembly. The older man had more paitience than the latino and his russian son combined. In between trips up the stairs, Niko was barking orders to contractors, making sure the washer and dryer had correct hookups installed upstairs, he was having them put into the wide linen closet in the hall for convenience reasons... Ayden was a messy kid and he figured if he had the chance he would have the laundry area hooked directly to the boy. The entire house was a flurry of activity.. breaks were far and few between.)

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She oversaw the installing of the windows and then went about hanging up all the curtains that they had bought, getting the whole upstairs done before they were up there and then heading downstairs while they were working upstairs. Next would be getting some of the dishes and such unpacked in the kitchen and making sure the stove and everything worked correctly so that everyone would be able to eat. By the time the sun was setting they were still upstairs but she was fast asleep on the couch, her shoes on and dirt streaking her cheeks but she was exhausted. (NT) -- Skye, 09:42:35 11/08/05 Tue