<font color="#FFB545"> She had gotten the note and known immediatly it was him, recognizing his scrawl where he had written her name on the front of the note. She had read it at least eight times throughout the day and now she was coming out the back door into the hallway. She was dressed professionally now in a pair of black slacks and a red v-neck shirt with a black matching jacket, her hair twisted up in a bun and a slight hesitant smile on her lips as she saw him. "Hey..." She murmured softly, pausing a few feet away from him. He had been on her mind constantly throughout the past few days, in her dreams when she closed her eyes, that soft gaelic tone sweeping over her and calming her. Patrick had been driving her crazy, all the questions, she had told him she was just talking to a friend but he had kept persisting and finally she had broken down and told him - he had freaked until she calmed him down. </font color> -- RD Future: Downtown

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Date Posted: Wed, Dec 21 2005, 7:20pm PST
Author: Jailynn
Subject: She had gotten the note and known immediatly it was him, recognizing his scrawl where he had written her name on the front of the note. She had read it at least eight times throughout the day and now she was coming out the back door into the hallway. She was dressed professionally now in a pair of black slacks and a red v-neck shirt with a black matching jacket, her hair twisted up in a bun and a slight hesitant smile on her lips as she saw him. "Hey..." She murmured softly, pausing a few feet away from him. He had been on her mind constantly throughout the past few days, in her dreams when she closed her eyes, that soft gaelic tone sweeping over her and calming her. Patrick had been driving her crazy, all the questions, she had told him she was just talking to a friend but he had kept persisting and finally she had broken down and told him - he had freaked until she calmed him down.
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(He stood there looking at her like a man found, and then his eyes swept the area around them, before he moved over to her and tugged her into the quiet shadow of the building. He couldn't risk being seen with her, not when the photos he had been sent had been of her.. they knew who she was. Now that she was in his arms instead of just in his dreams, he lost a bit of his breath and swore under his breath in gaelic. Raising a hand to touch her cheek, he ran his thumb just under her eye and crowded her a little against the side of the building, unashamed of the way he touched her without asking. She had been on his mind and he needed to touch her to be sure that she was safe, whole, there with him. His eyes searched hers, darting down to her lips and back to her eyes before he let out a breath.) Brionnach.. (He said under his breath just before he kissed her, unable to stop himself, the pull was just too strong.) (NT) -- Jackson, Wed, Dec 21 2005, 7:31pm PST