01-04-2010, 03:34 PM
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300+ Du stinker! NYAHAH.
This wasn’t the Conor she’d known all this time; she had to remind herself of this. The Acer had not expected him to comply without an argument, for he was not without a brain. After all, wouldn’t she have reacted just the same? The sandy-hued fey planned on providing him with a solid explanation, as soon as her jumbled thoughts became clearer. Doing so now, in the current state she was in, would only result in further confusion. The result of her involvement with a younger male was beginning to sink in; Alexey would become a walking scandal, with no hope of a normal future. And she was fine with that, because he would support her through the hardships to come. Some would identify her as a cradle-robber. This outcome was none too flattering, but it was better than losing the boy she so recklessly had fallen in love with. Emotions were a treacherous thing; she’d unfortunately found out the hard way. His compliancy gave her hope, indicating that the Rosen’s son was willing to give her a second chance. He loved her, completely and unconditionally. And she loved him back, just as deeply.
He acquiesced with a docile nod, and a smile lit up her face, eyes the color of quartz brimming with an appreciation and gratitude that even he, the boy who’d captured her heart, had never been graced with before. It was the gaze of a woman who’d been granted redemption for the first time in her life. “Thank you,” she murmured, enticed by the sweet rapture of this cloudy afternoon, a moment she would never forget. It ended abruptly though, when her receivers captured noise not too far north. Her body stiffened, but she lingered against the warmth of his chest for several seconds, savouring the righteousness of their connection. When she finally pulled away, her hand found his arm lying at his side and she gave it a gentle tug, steering him away from the town square. “Let’s get moving, before we run into him. Are you okay?”Her concerned gaze sought his lavender orbs, hoping for a glimpse into his mind.
This wasn’t the Conor she’d known all this time; she had to remind herself of this. The Acer had not expected him to comply without an argument, for he was not without a brain. After all, wouldn’t she have reacted just the same? The sandy-hued fey planned on providing him with a solid explanation, as soon as her jumbled thoughts became clearer. Doing so now, in the current state she was in, would only result in further confusion. The result of her involvement with a younger male was beginning to sink in; Alexey would become a walking scandal, with no hope of a normal future. And she was fine with that, because he would support her through the hardships to come. Some would identify her as a cradle-robber. This outcome was none too flattering, but it was better than losing the boy she so recklessly had fallen in love with. Emotions were a treacherous thing; she’d unfortunately found out the hard way. His compliancy gave her hope, indicating that the Rosen’s son was willing to give her a second chance. He loved her, completely and unconditionally. And she loved him back, just as deeply.
He acquiesced with a docile nod, and a smile lit up her face, eyes the color of quartz brimming with an appreciation and gratitude that even he, the boy who’d captured her heart, had never been graced with before. It was the gaze of a woman who’d been granted redemption for the first time in her life. “Thank you,” she murmured, enticed by the sweet rapture of this cloudy afternoon, a moment she would never forget. It ended abruptly though, when her receivers captured noise not too far north. Her body stiffened, but she lingered against the warmth of his chest for several seconds, savouring the righteousness of their connection. When she finally pulled away, her hand found his arm lying at his side and she gave it a gentle tug, steering him away from the town square. “Let’s get moving, before we run into him. Are you okay?”Her concerned gaze sought his lavender orbs, hoping for a glimpse into his mind.