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Grace
Let the bubbles do their thing
Sat Jan 31, 2015 22:43
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“How about you tell me where we are with Project F.”

“C’mon” she groaned “ can’t we spend one night not thinking about the kids?” He grimaced and she prepared her brain to tune out his lecture about how they were not playing house, they were conducting experiments.

“ We could talk about stars.” He was trying at least and this close, she could almost feel the shot of fear that he’d said the wrong thing shoot from his fingers to hers. She shook her head and squeezed his hand reassuringly, “For a smart boy you can be remarkably dumb, you know that?” She kissed him to take out any sting he may have found in those words, lifted his glass and put it to his lips. “Maybe it's best you need to concentrate more on drinking than talking hm? “

Candlelight The idea must have come from him, it was so clear and obviously a word, rather than an image of a feeling. She looked around. Crap. There was a plan…somewhere. It had involved candle light and maybe music and…well she wasn’t really sure what else, because her plan stopped after dinner and a movie and being with a boy she could be bored with.

She gave him a look that would be apologetic, if Schulers - or even just Grace - were the types to apologize. “ I have no candles.” she confessed. “We may need to make up for it, with more drinking.”

  • Open Mouth. Insert Foot. - Leo, Sat Jan 31 22:13
    "For a start it's Baghouse ," Leo said, finally worn down. He grabbed her hand, halting the walking fingers in their tracks, and held onto it tightly. "It's the theory that guys don't have to explain ... more
    • Let the bubbles do their thing - Grace, Sat Jan 31 22:43
      • Buttons - Leo, Sat Jan 31 23:03
        "Ah. Well there is something I can do!" he grinned. The feeling that he'd ruined the moment, if it was a moment they were trying to have, still lingered on the tips of his fingers. It was best that... more
        • Stop it. Stop it now. - Grace, Sat Jan 31 23:57
          The lights went down into a single candle and they were very much alone together. Grace felt a pang of disappointment as all her work was overtaken by the dark, but then his arms were around her... more
          • Last Chance - Leo, Sun Feb 1 00:24
            When she told him to stop he thought for sure that she meant everything. The date, the plan, the stars, everything. It was just like her to turn things sour when they were going so well. Leo blamed... more
            • 3rd draft - Grace, Tue Feb 3 07:33
              She leaned away just a fraction and looked at him with a tilted head. Was he serious? How many ways could she say yes before he got the message. And for him...well, she was pretty certain that... more
              • The Climb - Leo, Wed Feb 4 03:21
                She didn't say no. That was what he focused on, even as she avoided answering his questions which was twice as frustrating than she seemed to think he was. In one uncharacteristically smooth... more
                • in the darkness - Grace, Wed Feb 4 04:05
                  His voice seemed to be coming from everywhere. She shut her eyes again, took a breath and focused. Something was touching her and she flinched before her mind made the connection. “Yeah.” she said,... more
                  • Mine. - Leo, Wed Feb 4 04:54
                    "Yeah." His voice was lower than usual, a growl lurking in the back of his throat that hadn't been there before. He kept her covered with his arms, with her head resting against his shoulder and the... more
                    • Happiness is winning - Grace, Wed Feb 4 05:40
                      She shifted, one of her hands finding one of his and linking their fingers. He was here, she was safe and happy ( she hadn’t realized she’d been unhappy until now). Outside, she knew, things would... more
                      • Like - Leo, Wed Feb 4 05:58
                        Three words never seemed so important and they weren't even the ones that all the stories made such a big fuss of. It didn't matter. They had come from her lips, in her voice and she meant them. That ... more
                        • Later - Grace, Wed Feb 4 06:28
                          She moved once more, to nuzzle at his neck and curl up against him. She'd been about to ask him what they did now, but his breath, warm and steady against her ear suggested now was not the time for... more
            • What is and what was - Grace, Sun Feb 1 04:36
              She leaned away just a fraction and looked at him with a tilted head. Was he serious? How many ways could she say yes before he got the message. And for him...well, she was pretty certain that... more
            • Re: Last Chance - Grace, Sun Feb 1 00:40
              She leaned away just a fraction and looked at him with a tilted head. Was he serious? How many ways could she say yes before he got the message. And for him...well, she was pretty certain that... more
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