Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2012 7:38:05 GMT -8
“Georgia told me.”
He wondered what else Georgia had told her. That he had stood there and told Colt to kill Georgia, rather than give up the data the man wanted? He was sure that would go over well.
“Do you have any hidden talents? I dance... belly dancing of course. Isn’t that terribly cliche?I play a few instruments too. Violin. Viola. Cello. Piano. I sing reasonably well too.”
"You've seen some of my talents already," he smirked. "As for singing...I'm sure you've seen the video that's making the rounds." Shaking his head he made a face. "It's a good thing Sin got transferred or I might have killed her by now."
“We’re having a baby.”
Raising an eyebrow, he knew how others felt when he got overly literal.
“You should enjoy yourself for a while. Do all of the things you’ve wanted to do. Stay up too late doing experiments, leave your dirty underwear on the floor, sleep with who you want.”
Quickly, he looked around the room, hoping there was no dirty underwear around. Thankfully, it was mostly socks. Not that socks were acceptable, but-
“I’m not going to force you to do something that you’re not comfortable with.”
Were all Orions this accepting? Probably not. Something in Emmarie's past must have given her a dose of reality to be so open as this. It was unexpected and refreshing.
“I like you a lot, Hunter. You’re smart, you’re interesting, you’re passionate about the things that you love. And you’re pretty damned good in bed too. But I want you to be happy, even if that means that we’re not together.”
He looked into her eyes, then put his hands on her hips. "I'm going to screw up," he said. "I always do. I don't remember birthdays if I'm in the middle of something, I can't always know what you're thinking, and I keep strange things in the fridge." He glanced over at the unit, knowing what was growing in there as they spoke.
Tag Emmarie
He wondered what else Georgia had told her. That he had stood there and told Colt to kill Georgia, rather than give up the data the man wanted? He was sure that would go over well.
“Do you have any hidden talents? I dance... belly dancing of course. Isn’t that terribly cliche?I play a few instruments too. Violin. Viola. Cello. Piano. I sing reasonably well too.”
"You've seen some of my talents already," he smirked. "As for singing...I'm sure you've seen the video that's making the rounds." Shaking his head he made a face. "It's a good thing Sin got transferred or I might have killed her by now."
“We’re having a baby.”
Raising an eyebrow, he knew how others felt when he got overly literal.
“You should enjoy yourself for a while. Do all of the things you’ve wanted to do. Stay up too late doing experiments, leave your dirty underwear on the floor, sleep with who you want.”
Quickly, he looked around the room, hoping there was no dirty underwear around. Thankfully, it was mostly socks. Not that socks were acceptable, but-
“I’m not going to force you to do something that you’re not comfortable with.”
Were all Orions this accepting? Probably not. Something in Emmarie's past must have given her a dose of reality to be so open as this. It was unexpected and refreshing.
“I like you a lot, Hunter. You’re smart, you’re interesting, you’re passionate about the things that you love. And you’re pretty damned good in bed too. But I want you to be happy, even if that means that we’re not together.”
He looked into her eyes, then put his hands on her hips. "I'm going to screw up," he said. "I always do. I don't remember birthdays if I'm in the middle of something, I can't always know what you're thinking, and I keep strange things in the fridge." He glanced over at the unit, knowing what was growing in there as they spoke.
Tag Emmarie