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Post by Lia Juarez on May 28, 2010 16:12:33 GMT -5
"I am always awake and ready to go by anytime like 7pm. If you need me earlier that is no problem either", she said with a warm smile, leaning against his arm affectionately.She walked carefully, afraid that the movements would expose parts of her only her doctor should see. She saw a pack of her friends on the beach and waved to them. She could see their state of shock at her undress and rolled her eyes. "I think Haley will have a buffet or something, but she said it would be fairly simple. I can help with your costume if you want. I know several costumers from mom's work."
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Post by christophe on May 29, 2010 6:47:35 GMT -5
"7 o'clock. Sounds perfect," Christophe replied with a smile. He slipped his arm around Lia's shoulders, drawing her closer. Lia waved to some friends... not that he knew them at all. "I would really appreciate some help with the costume," he replied with a wry look on his face. "Otherwise it will probably tuurn out to be a bed sheet tied like a toga or something." Hardly all that imaginative but it wasn't like he had a lot of notice.
They headed back across the warm sand and towards the waiting car. "I have had a great tome, Llyria," he said. "And am looking forward very much to spending more time with you tomorrow." He held open the passenger side door and she slid - carfully - inside. "Your mama is going to wonder what happened to you to see your clothes be removed," he commented with a laugh. "I trust you will explain otherwise I may be banned from seeing you again!"
He drove them back to Lia's house and after pulling up to a halt Christophe leaned over to kiss her. Today had been good indeed. No... it had been fantastic!
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Post by Lia Juarez on May 30, 2010 7:47:33 GMT -5
"I believe there will be a lot of bed sheets there, but we will do better for you, you're so cute you need a great costume. If I remember my French history you guys have been Christian since the Gauls and they had ties to Druidism. Does that interest you at all or would you prefer Roman, Greek, Egyptian or Asian?There is also South American religion, but I am not sure about them as I believe there was cannibalism involved there." Lia said, showing her nerdier side.
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Post by christophe on May 30, 2010 9:27:05 GMT -5
"I really don't mind what sort of god I dress as," Christophe assured Lia. "Although I have to agree that perhaps clothing myself as a cannibal might not be in the best taste... No pun being intended!" He laughed along with her as he escorted her to the front door of her home. "I hope your mama won't be angry at how I am bringing you home," he added and he shot a terse look down at Lia. Barefooted and with virtually nothing on beneath the over-sized t-shirt. He dreaded to imagine what thoughts would be running through her mother's head when she saw her daughter. Jandro too. And Saint would be sure to find out despite not viewing the image himself.
"Would you like me to come in with you to explain?" he asked but Lia shook her head. "Sure?"
"Positive," she answered.
Christophe nodded slightly. "In that case... Oh, your shoes! They are in the car still!" He darted back to retrieve them and handed them back to their rightful owner. "Until tomorrow, cheri," he said with a smile.
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Post by Lia Juarez on May 30, 2010 23:01:41 GMT -5
"HEY! Don't think you're leaving here without a kiss,"She said pouting in a way that made her appear diva like. "That would be a bad start to our relationship." She waited as patiently as she could and then grabbed him, pulling him close and showing him that she hadn't been nearly as serious previously. She loved the feel of him in her arms and he tasted delicious. "Want some ice cream? " she asked delaying the inevitable. She knew there was ice cream in the freezer and it would be yummy, there was no reason not to ask, she could slip some shorts on and they would be all set. "You really are the best. Handsome, fun and really nice to kiss."
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Post by christophe on May 31, 2010 2:23:36 GMT -5
Christophe laughed at Lia's face and he tapped her nose with a light index finger. "Drama queen," he said affectionately. Lia's response was to grasp Christophe's shirt front and draw him close. He didn't resist in the slightest. Why would he? In fact he willingly slid his arms around Lia and bent down to deliver the kiss she'd so forcefully - and jokingly - demanded. "Ice cream? It wouldn't be even half as sweet as the taste of your lips," he said softly. Christophe didn't view himself as particularly handsome but was glad that Lia felt that way.
"Ok... ice cream. But I will need one last kiss after that to take home with me. Deal?"
She nodded and the pair vanished inside the house. Lia disappeared momentarily to find some clothes and Christophe walked slowly around the kitchen while he waited. Lia's exhuberance was infectious and he really liked being around her. She felt so alive.
She soon returned dressed in shorts this time - and her own t-shirt. She haned the borrowed one back to Christophe who would make sure it was returned to the locker at the aquarium. "So did you have a fun afternoon in spite of your soaking?" he asked with humour glinting in his dark eyes.
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Post by Lia Juarez on May 31, 2010 12:53:11 GMT -5
Lia would never listen to anyone who told her Christophe wasn’t gorgeous and she watched him adoringly with a bright twinkle in her eyes. She only turned away to pull several containers of ice cream from the freezer. “We don’t normally keep so much, but we buy more varieties now to try to tempt Saint to eat. He’s been very moody since he was shot. And eating has never been big for him. Mom is afraid of malnutrition and frankly so am I. He gets so depressed he won’t eat at all. Only Jonah seems to be able to make him eat, but the boy is a flake and doesn’t show up for work. I don’t know what we’re going to do about Saint. I’m really afraid he might hurt himself.” Lia opened herself up to Christophe, finally sharing all her worries about her beloved brother.
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Post by christophe on Jun 1, 2010 0:40:05 GMT -5
He perched on the counter as he watched Lia dish out some ice cream, hanging intently on her every word. It was impossible to miss her profound concern and who could blame her? Who could blame Saint as well? Christophe couldn't even begin to imagine the trauma he'd been through. Being shot was bad enough but to lose your sight as a result? That had to be a burden far to weighty for any sole person to bear. But this Jonah sounded to be helping him, lbeit not as often as liked.
"All you can do is to continue as you are, Llyria," he finally said. "Supporting and loving your brother. Being there when he needs you... and not when he doesn't," he added with a grin. "If I can help by taking him and Coco for walks when I take out Renard then I am more than happy to do so. Perhaps by knowing people care for him... that might help settle his mind."
He slipped down off the counter and reached out to take the bowls. "Shall we sit outside with this? The evening is still warm..." It would be a sin to waste that moon.
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Post by Lia Juarez on Jun 1, 2010 9:27:27 GMT -5
Llyria did feel better knowing that Christophe cared about Saint and would spend time with him. Her brothers were very important to her and it would be hard to care for someone who didn't understand her committment to them. "We can sit by the pool and dangle out feet," Lia suggested moving to open the back door for him. Automatically she looked towards Saint's window she laughed softly to see Coco watching them, her curly tail wagging hopefully.Saint had put a bow on her head and she looked like she was waiting for her date. She waved, then went to sit by the pool, sticking her feet in, making a soft sound of surprise at the cool water."I appreciate your thinking about Saint, Christophe. It helps to know you will help me."
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Post by christophe on Jun 2, 2010 6:22:02 GMT -5
Christophe looked up at Saint's window, mimicking Lia's movement... and he laughed when he saw Coco. He then joined her by the pool. "As if you haven't had enough of the water already, heh?" Christophe dropped down at her side, turning slightly when she spoke again. He threw Lia a bright smile. "I wouldn't have it any other way, cheri," he said in a soft tone. He reached up to wipe a smear of ice cream off her cheek. "Whatever I can do to help I promise you I will do." He lifted a spponful of ice cream and tasted it. "It's very good," he commented in appreciation. They finished their ice cream in companionable silence, only the soft chirping of some nearby crickets disturbing the night air. It was pleasantly warm and stars littered the sky.
"The moon has a pinkish hint to it," he said, finally breaking that silence. "That means it should be a warm day again tomorrow." Christophe slipped his arm around Lia's soulders and drew her closer to his side. Her head dropped down onto his shoulder and he smiled as she kicked her feet gently in the pool. Their afternoon - and evening - had been fantastic... and he knew they could look forward to more of the same in the future. He would have to head for home soon... but a few more moments like this wouldn't hurt...
(wrapped maybe? What do you think? We're a couple of TCs adrift I think LOL!)
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