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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 1:22:31 GMT -5
He reached her apartment in about twenty minutes, the exact same time he told her. He parked and turned on the alarm, walking briskly into the building to escape the rain that poured down onto his head. The elevator took another five minutes to come, he personally was amazed at how many people were coming and going at this hour. He reached her door in another five minutes and knocked.
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 1:27:21 GMT -5
Becca reached her apartment in a record 12 minutes. She came in through her balcony door and automatically started stripping. As she did she stuffed it underneath her bed. She placed her guns and other weapons in a hidden compartment behind her desk and then ran to the door to unlock it. She ran back in to her room checking the time. He had been 20 minutes. She finished stripping, pulling on a pair of flannel PJ pants and a tank top. She looked around, making sure everything was hidden before she balled her damp hair in to a messy bun, took a breath to calm herself and then crawled in to bed, closing her eyes and becoming completely relaxed.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 1:34:20 GMT -5
He realized that she moentioned the door would be unlocked and laughed at himself. He opened the door quietly, locking it behind him and following the dark path that led to her room. Her balcony door was open, he frowned. Becca was never that careless. The act caused him to take out his custom made 9mm. He locked and loaded it, walking over to the balcony then out, once again welcomed by rain. He looked around, his eyes scanning everything. Then once he was sure things were in order, he walked back inside and locked the balcony door. He checked the whole apartment before going into her bedroom and smiling at her form in the sheets. But this did not deter him from the balcony being open. "You left your balcony door open, I never known you to do anything careless like that. Are you ok?" He walke dover to the side of the bed that he normally slept on and placed the gun on the nightside table. He sat down, his back to her, and ran his hand through wet hair.
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 1:42:38 GMT -5
Becca heard him enter. She listened to him, wondering why he hadn't come straight to her room. She suddenly realized she had left the balcony door open. Stupid! She held her breath, hoping he would let it go, but instead she heard the click of his gun. She sighed and relaxed as she heard him come in. She opened her eyes when she heard his gentle voice. A smile creeped across her face as she slowly sat up and moved over to him, her arms slipping around his waist and her chin on his shoulder.
"Of course love I'm okay..."
She whispered in his ear, her lips brushing the side of his neck as she took in his scent.
"I must have not have closed it all the way when I locked up for the night, the wind must have gotten it."
She lied.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 1:50:11 GMT -5
His eyes closed as the feel of her soft arms wrapped around him and her even softer lips brushed against his neck. A slight sharp breath was drawn in as he felt shivers run down his spine. He opened his eyes as his hands found hers, rubbing the back of them. "Be more careful next time love, stuff like that sets me on the edge."
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 1:54:29 GMT -5
She smiled, interlacing her fingers with his. She gently kissed the side of his neck, whispering again.
"I'm sorry my love...blame the door...."
She chuckled and sighed, slowing slipping from him.
"Lay down honey and cuddle with me....."
She moved back to her side of the bed and slowly curled up again.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 1:58:59 GMT -5
He removed his wet clothes, leaving only a pair of black boxer briefs. He laid down beside her, taking her into his arms. No words were nedded and it was the moments like these he loved the most. That the affection and love they had didnt need any words. It was simply. Pure. And he loved every second of it.
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 2:05:07 GMT -5
Becca smiled feeling his arms wrap around her. She bit her lip, as he brushed against the bruises forming on her back from her slip early. Her eyes shot open and she tensed up slightly. She had worn a tank top which wasn't going to hide what she knew was now forming on her back. She let out a light sigh to relax quickly. She knew if she rolled there was more of a chance he could touch them, but if she stayed there he could notice them. There really wasn't a way out of this new predicament.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 2:08:53 GMT -5
He felt her tense up and looked at her, of course her back in his line of vision. He frowned seeing the brusies. He sat up, letting her go. "What happened to your back? Those werent there earlier." Had she not tensed up, he probably wouldnt have noticed them until morning. But she had, and he seen them.
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 2:11:49 GMT -5
She froze. Shit, now what was she gonna tell him? She thought quickly, biting her lip. She then rolled over and looked at him, smiling softly and sincerely.
"I slipped early, getting out of the shower. I'm alright...."
She breathed slowly, hoping he would buy it. She wasn't ready yet to tell him she was a vampire. She didn't know how to tell him.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 2:15:43 GMT -5
When she turned, he looked into her eyes, or at least what he could see in the dark. He raised his eyebrows at her statement. "the shower?" He kissed her forehead and decided not to press the issue. He would leave it be. She never gave him reason to question her trust, so he wouldn't start now.
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 2:21:28 GMT -5
she smiled at him.
"Yes honey the shower..."
She leaned in and gently kissed him, just to reassure him a little more. She slowly laid back down, now facing him. She gently wrapped her arms around him again, closing her eyes.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 2:25:57 GMT -5
He kissed her back and held her close to him, his hands rubbing her back slowly. He closed his eyes as their breathing fell into sync with each other.
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Post by Becca on Oct 7, 2009 2:31:09 GMT -5
Becca slowly started to drift off with him, relaxing in to him arms. She loved it when he spent the night with her, the bed always felt more warm and welcome. If he wasn't there, she probably would have never gone to sleep. When her husband and kids were killed, she didn't sleep for a long time, at one point they had to sedate her cause she refused to go to sleep.
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Post by Mathias on Oct 7, 2009 2:33:07 GMT -5
He licked his lips once more, feeling his body relax as sleep overcame him. He whispered. "night my queen." His final words before sleep overtook him.
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