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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 2, 2006 17:45:19 GMT
I smile at his words and don't look up from sturring the rice 'gracias' I reply, blushing just a little bit more 'pero era el afortunado con un hombre como eso' but I was the lucky one with a man like him. I leave the rice alone for a while and start cutting the vegetables in little pieces 'You two would have gotten along good, he loved the sea aswel' I smile a little 'It is like I am only attracted to sailors' I say and then I figure I probably said the wrong thing when I said attracted. 'como figura del speach' as a figure of speach
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Post by Jacky on Dec 2, 2006 17:49:18 GMT
That brings a slightly mischievious smirk to my features though. "I don't see how that's a bad thing.." I watch her hands as she cuts the vegatables.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 2, 2006 18:14:26 GMT
"I know plenty of reasons why that could be a bad thing' I assure him and I look at him for a second, smirking a little 'you got something on your mind?" I ask him when I can't really find out wether he's just playing or being serious here. It looks like he's going to make a move..
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2006 12:55:59 GMT
I smirk and keep my eyes on the vegtables. "Quizá." I tell her. Maybe. I look over to her face and meet her gaze. In mine a mischievious and boyish twinkle is shimmering, betraying the fact that I'm quite liking this situation.
"Your rice is boiling over." I inform her, very matter of factly. I smirk.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 3, 2006 16:01:45 GMT
I laugh at the way he tells me that 'gracias por decirme eso' I thank him and turn the heat down. 'so..quizá ?" I glance at him again before I start cutting the vegetables again. "No soy el carnero castrado seguro que es bueno o malo" I'm not sure wether that's a good or bad thing I tell him with a small smirk. Man he's interesting, for sure but not interesting enough to cheat with on my husband...
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2006 16:14:51 GMT
"Consider it a good thing." I walk over so I'm leaning against the counter right next to her, and I can watch her up close. "But I bet you leave a lot of men with *something* on their minds." I smirk.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 3, 2006 16:53:10 GMT
my eyes widen, not really believing how he is talking to me. Where does he get the nerve? "no realmente no' not really I stop cutting and look up at Jack 'I didn't know I had this effect on you, maybe you should sit down to gather your thoughts?" I suggest. As flattering as it is that he is trying to come on to me here I'm not sure wether I appreciate it .. yet.. at least  I have too much guilt towards Marcello. I'm sure that will pass after some more wine.. but not now.. and I don't even want to know what will happen when I am tipsy.. |
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2006 16:56:57 GMT
"Don't worry, luv. Thoughts are gathered." I assure her with a boyish smirk. I turn around and go to the pots that are on the fire. I lift up the lids until I see one with sauce in it. I glance to her but she doesn't have her attention on me so I dip a finger in the sauce and taste it |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Dec 3, 2006 17:03:29 GMT
I laugh 'don't do thaaat! That's bad' I chuckle. Yeah I wasn't looking but I could just feel what he was doing, all guys do that! I still giggle, finding his boyishness pretty funny
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Post by Jacky on Dec 3, 2006 17:05:45 GMT
"On the contrary, it's pretty d@mn good." I smirk and put the lid back on, glancing over to her. She's charming when she's giggling, I'll give her that.
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I have too much guilt towards Marcello. I'm sure that will pass after some more wine.. but not now.. and I don't even want to know what will happen when I am tipsy..