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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 16, 2013 20:09:45 GMT -5
I look up and nod before kissing his cheek. He speaks and I giggle lightly, shrugging my shoulders. "Just motherly instincts," I say, following him into the room and sitting on the floor when I see that she's sleeping on the couch. I pull out my phone and begin typing Drew a message to see if he wouldn't mind leaving. If he didn't want to be here, I was okay with it.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 18, 2013 14:00:16 GMT -5
He raises his eyebrows at me as we walk back in and I shrug my shoulders before looking at my phone as the screen lit up. I read the message from Varla and glance over at her before looking back at Tomman. "L'homme, nous devons aller. C'était super de te revoir." I say , standing. He stands too and we hug for a moment before I offer a hand to help Varla up off the floor. "J'espère que vous avez plaisir à Paris." he replies, offering me a wink before looking at Varla pointedly.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 18, 2013 21:57:48 GMT -5
I look up and smile as he hugs Tomman before he offers me his hand and I get to my feet. My back is to them as I pick up Chelsea and Tomman's words catch me. I can almost feel him wink and I bite my lip before straightening and standing next to Drew as I look at my baby. Sure, this was just a child I had from an ex but, for me, Drew actually asking me out though he knew I had a baby was kind of amazing. Usually, if I mentioned Chelsea, the guys wouldn't even think about it but Drew was certainly different.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 19, 2013 22:13:23 GMT -5
I give him a nod before wrapping ana rm around her waist and walking towards the door. I pull it open and walk out, leading Varla down the walkway before opening the car door for her. "Where you want go?" I ask, shutting the door after she got in. I cross over to the drivers side and climb in, pulling my seat belt over myself before looking over at her questioningly.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 20, 2013 16:17:51 GMT -5
I follow him out to the car and lean back once I'm in with a soft sigh. "Anywhere, I don't care," I mumble and close my eyes as Chelsea begins to play with my hair in her sleep. I wasn't really surprised that she still played with my hair and I wouldn't stop her. She was spoiled, no doubt, but I loved her with all my heart.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 22, 2013 16:16:55 GMT -5
"Okay..." I reply slowly, trying to think of somewhere before the perfect place popped into my head. I try and hide my grin as I start the car and pull away from the curb.
-le drive-
I pull over at the side of the road onto a small gravel strip and I climb out after cutting the engine, running a hand through my hair. "Eyes closed." I state, placing my hands over Varla's eyes before walking ehr down the small path that lead into the forest.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 22, 2013 16:52:45 GMT -5
I smile as he pulls to the side of the road and frown when he tells me to close my eyes though I do so. "Better not be leading me to my death," I say, walking though my steps were unsure. We had dropped Chelsea with his mom before we headed out again and I was kind of grateful because I knew that I would probably drop her if we hadn't. I move one hand to his and cover it with mine with a light giggle, feeling like I was going to fall at any second but allowing him to lead me. "I'm trusting you with my life, you know," I say, sticking out my tongue though I wasn't sure how it would work.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 22, 2013 19:09:18 GMT -5
"I'd never!" I huff playfully, leading her down the small path. I was glad that Varla had asked to drop Chelsea off, because this would be harder if she'd had to carry her. "Ohhhkay, open." I state, stopping at the start of a sunlit clearing. I'd come here more than once, and I'd even brought a few of my exes out here for picnics.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 22, 2013 20:33:18 GMT -5
I smile as we walk and huff, wishing I could look around. He stops and I wait for him to move his hands before opening my eyes and looking at the clearing. A smile grows and I giggle before leaning against him. "It's beautiful," I mumble, looking around still. My fingers lace with his before I look over at him and lightly kiss him. The place was gorgeous but I had no idea what to do. I move to a rock on the edge and sit on it, pulling my legs up beside me.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 26, 2013 16:04:48 GMT -5
I smile as she laces our fingers together before her lips meet mine. "Glad you like it.." I say softly, watching as Varla walked over to a rock to sit down. I follow her and plop down on the ground, leaning back against the rock and alying my head in her lap.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 27, 2013 17:26:07 GMT -5
I look at him as he sits down and rests his head in my lap before kissing his head and looking down at him. The place was amazing and I honestly didn't want to leave. A giggle escapes me and I move Drew's head before sitting down beside him and resting my head on his shoulder. My fingers lace with his before I look up and lightly kiss his cheek. "So, is there some reason you brought me here?" I ask, my thumb tracing hearts on his hand unconsciously.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 27, 2013 18:29:42 GMT -5
I smile as she slides off the rock to sit beside me, her head resting on my shoulder, I run my thumb along her hand, my dark brown eyes focused on the cloudless blue sky. "I just.. I don't know, I wanted you to see it.. we only have a few more days here and I didn't know if we'd have the chance again." I sigh, shrugging a bit before turning my head towards Varla to press my lips to her cheek.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 27, 2013 18:47:42 GMT -5
I smile and look at the sky, watching the leaves rustle in the wind. He speaks and I nod, giggling lightly when he kisses my cheek. "Well, I'm glad you did. I really like this place," I reply, kissing him lightly before resting my head against the crook of his neck. Paris was a beautiful place in all and it only helped that I was with the guy that had asked me out just yesterday. But did that really matter? The feelings had been growing since we met, for me at least.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Oct 27, 2013 19:48:53 GMT -5
"Grand." I reply happily, twirling a strand of her hair around my finger as the wind blew past us, the sun warming. It was strange, being back in France and not spending the time with some French girl, but rather with an Italian. Not an American, an Italian. I sigh and lean over to kiss her cheek, grinning at Varla.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Oct 27, 2013 21:01:14 GMT -5
I smile and brush my hair from my face as the wind blew it in my face. He kisses my cheeks and I don't even try to hold back the giggle before leaning against him and smiling. "Can't wait to show you my favorite places in Italy," I say, smiling and kissing his cheek. It was amazing that we had only been here for a few days and actually together. "I can't believe you actually asked me out...especially knowing that I had Chelsea," I say, pulling him closer to me and smiling.
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