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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 5, 2006 14:59:34 GMT
"Aha..' I stare into his eyes 'Maybe you can show me if I walk you 'home' tonight?" I grin a little. Honestly I have no idea where this night will end, but I guess nowhere right ? he'll go home and I'll stay here, being the widow. As I should... right ?
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Post by Jacky on Dec 5, 2006 15:05:26 GMT
"Perhaps." I smirk, letting my eyes droop down to her lips for a few seconds on purpose.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 5, 2006 15:07:49 GMT
I shrug and then turn silent. I don't know what else to say to this stranger anymore.. and I realise that all I want to say is mostly about Marcello. How much he looks like him, wether he has qualities that Marcello has aswell.. I don't want to bore Jack with that.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 5, 2006 15:17:33 GMT
Things turn silent, which is usually a bad sign. I look at her, scooping somewhat closer. "What's on yer mind, luv?" I ask, putting my hand over hers.
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Post by Enola on Dec 5, 2006 15:21:00 GMT
"nothing..' I mumble and I take his hand in mine, without really thinking about it 'It is just that..' I sigh and take a deep breath "pareces tanto mi marido" You look so much like my husband
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Post by Jacky on Dec 5, 2006 15:29:58 GMT
Well.. that's the first time I heard I look like a dead man. But I figure it's not a bad thing.. hell.. it might turn out quite well for me.
I give her hand a tiny squeeze. "Sometimes fate plays trick on us, eh luv?"
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Post by Enola on Dec 5, 2006 16:46:06 GMT
I look at our hands together, holding eachother and I feel a sudden warmth go through my body. I smile a little 'Yes, yes indeed... But let's not talk about him, I don't want to bore you about how great he was, I'm supposed to get over him and not live in the past' I smirk a little and blush slightly.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 5, 2006 16:52:00 GMT
That answer alone is a reason for me to try and bring this to another level. I move towards her slightly, and with the hand that's not holding hers I reach up and gently stroke her cheek. I bring it back to her neck so that a lock of hair is out of her face. "I think ye should." I agree, keeping my voice down.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 5, 2006 17:30:48 GMT
I hold my breath as he seems to come closer and closer.
I can't deny that the touch of his hand feels good. It makes me feel tingly inside and it's a feeling I recognize from the last time Marcello touched me like that, eight weeks ago.
I stare into Jack's eyes. Deep dark eyes that make me drown. I look at his young and handsome face and a certain sadness comes over me Dios, lo falto god I miss him
I close my eyes for a second and just listen to the silence that surrounds us.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 5, 2006 18:34:52 GMT
I move my other arm around her waist, and as she closes her eyes I figure it's time to take a chance. Now or never. I lean in and kiss her. Not directly onto her lips, but her cheek - the corner of her mouth. "You're a beautiful woman, Enola." I mumble, "No llore demasiado largo." Don't mourn too long.
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