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Post by Harleigh on Jul 14, 2010 21:23:46 GMT -5
"Whatchu want me to call you, Ma'am?" He teased. "Naw, I think I'll just stick with Magnolia."
Harleigh raised a brow still riding on his shoulder. They were in alleyways and back streets going to some place she didn't even know the name of. She replied a snarky yet flirty tone to her voice. "See I would been find with that, but that's my mamma's nam. I think Darlin' will do just fine with me. Dawlin'." She threw back at him playfully. He was fun to tease. He teased right back.
"Suuuure you can, Dawlin."
Letting out a small smile at his attempt of her accent she shook her head. "Just hang around me, I'll give ya more practice with your cajun dawlin'..." She giggled again. "And as for the flying thing... I was a bon temps high cheerleader for 3 years. I can do all sorts of things." Her eyes widened. "I mean in the air ya know. So I may very well be able to fly." She giggled.
"Well, aren't you just downright outspoken." He laughed. "Y'know, if my momma heard you, she'd be tellin' what's what." He chuckled. "Lucky for you she's not here."
If she hadn't heard that ten times before. "I'm as honest as I could be." She paused. "And as for yer mamma she sounds just like mine. Lets just say I was a daddy's girl and daddy never taught me what not to do, or say." She threw out as if she said that kind of thing to everyone. She was so open with him. It was so comforting.
"Of course I miss home. I miss my brothers, and my momma, and my pops." He shrugged. "Let's just say somethin' happened and I needed time to myself."
She didn't push him to talk about it. She knew there were some things you just left alone. And family and leaving family were some of those things. "Atleast you weren't forced...." She sighed softly. She wanted to question her father for the reason she was sent away, but if the alpha tels you to do something. You do it. Plain as that.
"Scars heal, glory fades. And all we're left with are the memories made. Pain hurts, but only for a minute. Yeah life is short so go on and live it. 'Cause the chicks dig it!"
She laughed softly. "Good song, and as much as I love this mobile concert yer giving... When do you think we will be there, because I'm pretty sure you don't want an imprint of my hip on your shoulder." She paused raising a brow smirking. "No matter how nice they are." She giggled.
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Post by Colt on Jul 14, 2010 22:42:50 GMT -5
"See I would been find with that, but that's my mamma's nam. I think Darlin' will do just fine with me. Dawlin'."
He breathed out a chuckle as he neared the store. "Alright then." He smirked. "Dawlin'" He tried again at the accent. "I'm as honest as I could be." She paused. "And as for yer mamma she sounds just like mine. Lets just say I was a daddy's girl and daddy never taught me what not to do, or say." He nodded. "Sounds alot like my brothers, well two of them anyway." He chuckled. "Atleast you weren't forced...." His brows furrowed as he looked back. You were forced... out?
"Good song, and as much as I love this mobile concert yer giving... When do you think we will be there, because I'm pretty sure you don't want an imprint of my hip on your shoulder." She paused raising a brow smirking. "No matter how nice they are."
He laughed, grabbing at her and sitting her down outside near the door to the store. "Here's what's goin' down Miss Daisy." He grinned, steadying her. "I'mma go in there, an' I'mma grab us some beers. One each, alright?" He grinned, shaking his head. "If you're this outrageous I don' wanna see what ya like when ya drunk."
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 14, 2010 23:17:58 GMT -5
Finally he sat her down outside some convience store. Glad, he steadied her she leaned against a wall as he spoke to her. "Here's what's goin' down Miss Daisy." He grinned, steadying her."I'mma go in there, an' I'mma grab us some beers. One each, alright?" He grinned, shaking his head. "If you're this outrageous I don' wanna see what ya like when ya drunk."
Harleigh raised a brow. He must've really thought she was a nut if he believed that she only needed one beer. She didn't know if that hurt, or if that she should lighten up on the jokes. Maybe he was gay? Noooo there was no way. Atleast she hoped there was no way. "Sounds good to me. But I do have to say yer missin' out. I'm twice as fun when I'm drunk." She grinned softly.
As he was about to disappear into the store she grabbed his arm gently and stopped him. "I don't drink the cheap stuff." She slipped a twenty in his hand. "I said I was going to buy you a drink didn't I?" She smiled softly and let him go. She let herself lean back against on the wall of the store.
Sighing softly to herself she thought about how horrible she probably looked. Her face was probably streaked with mud and scratches. Her hair matted up in a ponytail. She sighed and tried the best she could to clean her face. Taking her down she ran her finger through it a couple of times and pulled it back up into a messy bun.
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Post by Colt on Jul 15, 2010 11:25:16 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me. But I do have to say yer missin' out. I'm twice as fun when I'm drunk."
He chuckled nodding. "Alright. I'll have to take you up on that, sometime. Like when there's not a gash in your leg." He grinned. "I don't drink the cheap stuff." She slipped a twenty in his hand. "I said I was going to buy you a drink didn't I?" He nodded, smiling softly as he took the cash and walked inside.
Grabbing a six pack, he grinned, walking back to the counter and paying for them all. "Ay, can I also get a pack of Marlboro?" He only smoked when he drank. And he didn't drink often. Though, a Mississippi boy can party.
Walking back out the door, her cursed under his breath, and handed her the bag. "Forgot a lighter. One sec." He told her, runing back into the store. "Bic lighter?" He nodded at the black one on the shelf. "Thanks." He said handing him two bucks. "KLeep the change."
Walking back out, he placed the lighter in his pants pocket. "Where should we drink?" He asked with a soft smile. "Woods? The park?" He offered his hand out for the bag. "Here, I'll take it. You worry about walking." He teased with a smirk.
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 15, 2010 12:16:15 GMT -5
"Alright. I'll have to take you up on that, sometime. Like when there's not a gash in your leg."
Harleigh rolled her eyes with a smile. This stupid little gash had caused so much trouble. He wasn't gone long it only took him a couple of mins to get in and out. When he came out he handed her the bag cursing that he forgot a lighter. She held the bag popped open the pack of cigarettes and stuck one in her mouth.
"Where should we drink?" He asked with a soft smile. "Woods? The park?" He offered his hand out for the bag. "Here, I'll take it. You worry about walking."
Thinking a moment she weighed the options of where they could go. "Well first....light me up." She paused a moment as she talked to the side of the cig. As he asked for the bag she held out her arm and gave it to him. "I think the park would be nice. An actual place to sit would be great." She smiled softly. "Is that okay with ya?"
Before they started walking she looked at the bag. "Yeah...what happened to one beer each?" She smirked raising a brow at him.
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Post by Colt on Jul 15, 2010 12:41:33 GMT -5
"Well first....light me up."
"You smoke?" Even as he asked he was reaching in his pocket for the lighter and lighting her cig for her. Chuckling softly, he took the bag and threw it over his shoulder. "So, where to?" he asked again.
"I think the park would be nice. An actual place to sit would be great." She smiled softly. "Is that okay with ya?"
"Fine with me." He replied quickly and started walking off. Reaching in the bag, he grabbed a cig from the pack and popped it in his mouth. Digging for his lighter again, he lit it and took a long swig. "Gage would kick my shit if he saw me right now." he chuckled.
"Yeah...what happened to one beer each?"
"Well, all there was was the 40's and it's the same difference to the six pack. So." He laughed out loud. "I don't know. Kinda in the mood to drink."
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 15, 2010 13:00:32 GMT -5
"You smoke?"
Harleigh smiled softly as the cigarette tipped on her lips. He lit it and she took aa long drag before she repiled. Blowing the smoke on the other side of her she smirked softly. "Every once in a while. I quit a couple years ago, but its still fun to take a few drags every now and again." She started walking, or well hobbling along with him.
"Gage would kick my shit if he saw me right now."
She raised a bow at him as she pulled the cigarette from her lips letting it rest in her hand by her side. "Why? Because your smoking?" She asked. "I s'ppose it's a bad habit an all, but there are worse out there....after al you could be addicted to sex....gosh what a horrible life that would be..." She laughed softly taking another puff from the cig.
"Well, all there was was the 40's and it's the same difference to the six pack. So." He laughed out loud. "I don't know. Kinda in the mood to drink."
"Oh really now." She pondered the thought. "And what do I expect from the mysterious Colt when he's got a few drinks in him." She paused holding in a giggle. "Let's see....maybe he sheds some clothes? Naww...not your type of thing." She smirked. "Umm how about singing loudly to your favorite country song...oh wait you already do that" She grinned softly.
The park wasn't far and the way they were talking it didn't take long fro them to get there. Still teasing him. The made there way inside the park. She found a bench that faced the manhattan skyline. She smirked and sat down. "Well here we are...toss me a beer." She grinned. Patting the space next to her she smirked. "I don't bite...hard. Plus you shouldn't be to afraid to sit next to me considering I was on your shoulder for a good 15 minutes."
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Post by Colt on Jul 15, 2010 13:20:37 GMT -5
"Every once in a while. I quit a couple years ago, but its still fun to take a few drags every now and again."
He nodded. "Yeah, I quit about a year ago. Now I only smoke when I drink." He smirked, knowing she would know the song the saying was famous for. "Why? Because your smoking?" He laughed, nodding. "Yea. But that's older brothers for ya."
"I s'ppose it's a bad habit an all, but there are worse out there....after al you could be addicted to sex....gosh what a horrible life that would be..."
He laughed out loud, walking into the park. "Right, cause that would just...be awful." He chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh really now." She pondered the thought. "And what do I expect from the mysterious Colt when he's got a few drinks in him." He laughed, grinning widely.
"Let's see....maybe he sheds some clothes? Naww...not your type of thing." She smirked. "Umm how about singing loudly to your favorite country song...oh wait you already do that"
He spun around and walked backwards. "or just maybe I'll actually tell ya my first name." He grinned, walking up a slight hill. Turning around, he saw the bench and headed right behind her. "Well here we are...toss me a beer."
He sat down next to her, placing the beer on the ground and bragging two bottles. Handing hers he smiled. "I don't bite...hard. Plus you shouldn't be to afraid to sit next to me considering I was on your shoulder for a good 15 minutes." "Good grief woman, I'm sittin' right next to ya." He laughed. "What, you want me on your lap?" he teased.
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 15, 2010 13:32:20 GMT -5
"Yeah, I quit about a year ago. Now I only smoke when I drink."
"Oh really. I figured." She smiled. "Good song." She hummed it for a moment before she found herself wanting a beer pretty badly, and possibly to sit down. Her leg was kind of killing her.
"or just maybe I'll actually tell ya my first name."
Harleigh smirked. "Ooo more of a mystery. I'm liking this. It's like reading a book only more fun well because I get to tease you." She giggled softly. Soon they were sitting and he was popping out the beers. She grinned as she popped the cap off and took a small sip. Licking her lips she listened to him talk.
"Good grief woman, I'm sittin' right next to ya." He laughed. "What, you want me on your lap?" he teased.
She laughed a genuine laugh. "Well maybe." She paused laughing again. "Naw i'm just playin'.." She took another sip looking up at the cresent moon above. "It's kinda pretty y'know it being all half shaped and all." She grinned softly.
She shook her head. "I just sounded kinda stupid." She smiled softly taking a sip of her beer. "So colt..." She paused. "We need some entertainment." She giggled. "And out of the two of us I believe your the better singer." She giggled. "I'm just kidding though next time I will have to bring a radio. Its too quiet out here."
(Rambly...sorry.)
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Post by Colt on Jul 16, 2010 21:35:36 GMT -5
"Ooo more of a mystery. I'm liking this. It's like reading a book only more fun well because I get to tease you."
He lifted a brow, re-adjusting his hat. "S'that right?" He smirked, nodding his head a little. "You're a mystery too, Miss Harleigh." He pointed out. Cause not thirty minutes ago, they had met. Now here they were, sitting on a bench in the park drinkin' some beers. But, that was life.
"Well maybe." She paused laughing again. "Naw i'm just playin'.." She took another sip looking up at the cresent moon above. "It's kinda pretty y'know it being all half shaped and all."
His eyes drew towards the skies. "I know. Kinda like a reminder than in about a week it'll be a full moon again." He sighed, leaning back and taking a drink of his beer. "I just sounded kinda stupid." She smiled softly taking a sip of her beer. "So colt..." He smiled. "Nah." He paised, waiting for her to continue.
"We need some entertainment." She giggled. "And out of the two of us I believe your the better singer." She giggled. "I'm just kidding though next time I will have to bring a radio. Its too quiet out here."
He raised a brow at her again. "What? Am i not enough company for ya or somethin'?" He smirked, shaking his head. "You want a song?" His head lifted, looking back at her, both brows raised.
"Well alright then." He chuckled. "Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin’ up his Bronco." He laughed. "He’s gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull. All the girls are getting’ pretty sprayin’ on the White Rain. Yeah, they’re gonna get a rowdy tonight down at the football game..." He smirked, waiting for her to join in the chorus.
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 16, 2010 22:08:53 GMT -5
"S'that right?" He smirked, nodding his head a little. "You're a mystery too, Miss Harleigh."
Harleigh raised a brow. "Oh really. I thought I was outspoken." She smirked softly. "Ask me anything and it won't be a mystery anymore." She grinned softly. She didn't mind talking to him. Anything to get her out of going back to her raggity ole pick up for a while. Taking a sip of her beer.
This was the most fun she's had since she came up to New York. Colt was someone to hang out with while she was up here. It beat being alone. Staring at the sky again she listened to him speak his southern accent feeling like home.
"I know. Kinda like a reminder than in about a week it'll be a full moon again."
She nodded sofly taking another swig from her beer. She took a puff of the cigarette that was almost done. She blew out the smoke and tossed the bud on the ground stepping on it. She looked up into Colt's eyes grinning. "Fun fun...That means a painful change." She grinned, but even the thought made her wince on the inside.
"What? Am i not enough company for ya or somethin'?" He smirked, shaking his head. "You want a song?"
Harleigh laughed softly. "Well your enough company I just thought I would enjoying squeezing a little song outta ya." She grinned softly as he began to sing. "Well alright then." He chuckled. "Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin’ up his Bronco." He laughed. "He’s gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull. All the girls are getting’ pretty sprayin’ on the White Rain. Yeah, they’re gonna get a rowdy tonight down at the football game..."
While he sung she sat her bottle down and danced to the music swaying her hips to the beat that was imprinted into her brain. When he paused before the chorus it flowed out of her mouth almost instantly. "Yeahhh! We let it rip, When we got the money. Let it roll if we got the gas. It gets wild yeah, but that’s the way we get down. In a Hicktown!" She sung out to the beat in her head her eyes closed still dancing.
When she opened her eyes she saw his eyes on her. She grinned softly. "Well..." She couldn't even think of anything to say really. She got caught in his eyes. "Back where I come from when a girl starts dancing the guy supposed to dance with her." She grinned, "But I guess they do it differently in Mississppi." She stood in front of him biting her lower lip.
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Post by Colt on Jul 16, 2010 22:22:34 GMT -5
"Oh really. I thought I was outspoken." She smirked softly. "Ask me anything and it won't be a mystery anymore."
"See, that right there has trouble written all over it." he joked with a laugh. "Aright, so your Cajun, and your name is Harleigh. What's your last name?" He asked, taking a sip of his beer. pausing a moment, he sighed, bringing the cig to his lips and taking one last puff before flicking it away.
He laughed softly as she sang the chorus, singing along as well as he nodded his head to the music they were singing. His eyes locked on her as she moved her body to the song. Before long, she had stopped and looked down at him. "What?" He asked with a chuckle before taking another swig of his beer.
"Well..." She couldn't even think of anything to say really. She got caught in his eyes. "Back where I come from when a girl starts dancing the guy supposed to dance with her." She grinned, "But I guess they do it differently in Mississppi."
He mused over that. "S'that right?" He nodded, taking one last swig before taking to his feet. "Cause I'm carryin' your love with me..." he sang softly, grabbing her hand and twirling her around against his back. "I'll have everything I'll ever need, I'm carryin' your love with me.." It was unknown to him why he chose that song. He had no girl back home. He wasn't carryin' baggage. He was a free man... Looking down, he caught her gaze. "Enjoyin' my company now?" He mused with a smile.
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 16, 2010 23:01:13 GMT -5
"See, that right there has trouble written all over it." he joked with a laugh. "Aright, so your Cajun, and your name is Harleigh. What's your last name?"
Harleigh smirked softly. "Well Trouble is my middle name." She giggled softly. "Well wouldn't ya like to know." She grinned softly. "Naw I'm just playin'. My birth name is Harleigh Ezora Boudreaux." She smirked softly. "Yeah a tough name to pronouce. Its a cajun as it can get." She raised a brow smiling.
The moment he stood up a chill ran up her spine. She grinned softly as he took her hand. "S'that right?" He nodded, taking one last swig before taking to his feet. "Cause I'm carryin' your love with me..." he sang softly, grabbing her hand and twirling her around against his back. "I'll have everything I'll ever need, I'm carryin' your love with me.."
She swayed in his arms as he sung to her. She smiled softly. A good song, but she wondered if he had a girl at home. He was singing about carry someone's love with him, and well the song was not referring to family love. It was referring to a woman. She felt her heart sink, but didn't let it show on her face. What if he had a girlfriend?
The thoguht drifted far from her mind. It didn't matter to her. If he did, he did. Right now he was there with her, and well she was going to make the best of it. She swayed in his arms to the beat of the song.
"Enjoyin' my company now?"
Harleigh grinned. "Very much so." She turned in his arms slipping hers around his neck as she sung a song that popped into mind. "It’s the way you love me, It’s a feeling like this. It’s centrifugal motion. It’s perpetual bliss. It’s that pivotal moment. It’s.. ahh. impossible. This kiss, this kiss." By the time she reached that second kiss she was whispering it and lost in his eyes.
Leaning forward she gently kissed his lips. She pulled away not a bit shy about what she just did. Sure, most girls would turn away blushing, but Harleigh was a very cocky girl. She knew what she was doing the minute she did it. If he didn't like it well then he would tell her. It wouldn't hurt her feelings.. only her pride deep down inside.
"Well..." She said softly. Her arms still around his neck. "I think I should atleast know your 'real' name? My mamma would be made at me for not knowing that...considerin' i just kissed ya and all." She smirked softly looking coy as she focused on their feet.
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Post by Colt on Jul 16, 2010 23:08:19 GMT -5
"Well Trouble is my middle name." She giggled softly. "Well wouldn't ya like to know." She grinned softly. "Naw I'm just playin'. My birth name is Harleigh Ezora Boudreaux." She smirked softly. "Yeah a tough name to pronouce. Its a cajun as it can get."
He laughed softly, nodding as they continued to sway. "I'd say so." He smirked. "Harleigh Ezora Boudreaux." It certainly was a mouthful. "Very much so." He smiled, watching as she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"It’s the way you love me, It’s a feeling like this. It’s centrifugal motion. It’s perpetual bliss. It’s that pivotal moment. It’s.. ahh. impossible. This kiss, this kiss."
And then, there it was. Soft, gentle, quick. But as they parted, she stood there, smiling. Proud of what she had done. He chuckled softly, shaking his head at her. "Well, I think I should atleast know your 'real' name? My mamma would be made at me for not knowing that...considerin' i just kissed ya and all." He chuckled. "Alright, alright." He laughed. "Lucas Colton Turner." He rolled his eyes, smirking. "Please don't call me Lucas." He laughed.
"Only my momma gets that privileged, since she raised me and all. Or so she says."
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 16, 2010 23:30:48 GMT -5
"I'd say so." He smirked. "Harleigh Ezora Boudreaux."
The way he said her name she just wanted to melt in his arms right then and there. She shook the thought wanting to bang her head against a wall right about now. She wasn't supposed to get attached to anyone up here in New York. She was supposed to do her job and eventually get to go back home....whenever that would be.
She stayed in his arms as he told her his name. "Alright, alright." He laughed. "Lucas Colton Turner." He rolled his eyes, smirking. "Please don't call me Lucas." He laughed. She let out a soft laugh at him not wanting her to call him Lucas. She raised a brow.
"What's wrong with it? Its not like yer name is Harold or something horrid like that? I don't see anything wrong with it?" She grinned. "But I think I like Colt alot better." She smiled softly catching his gaze again.
"Only my momma gets that privileged, since she raised me and all. Or so she says."
Harleigh giggled softly. "The more ya talk about yer mamma the more she sounds like mine." She smiled. "Its good to grow up with a mamma that drives you crazy so much ya can't help but love 'em." She smiled softly her eyes beginning to water. She sure was missin' her mamma right about now.
Straighting up she grinned shaking it off. All she could do was focus on the here and now...and the here and now was looking pretty good to her right about now. A beer, a cigarette and a cute guy with a southern accent. Couldn't get any better than that.
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Post by Colt on Jul 16, 2010 23:37:42 GMT -5
"What's wrong with it? Its not like yer name is Harold or something horrid like that? I don't see anything wrong with it?" She grinned. "But I think I like Colt alot better."
He smiled. "I know." He shrugged a bit. "Everyone in my family has a nickname, and that's what we use, everyday. Only when we're in trouble do we actually hear the full name." He grinned.
"The more ya talk about yer mamma the more she sounds like mine." She smiled. "Its good to grow up with a mamma that drives you crazy so much ya can't help but love 'em."
He laughed softly, nodding. "Ain't that the truth." And then she was starring at him. Smiling softly down at her his hand reached out under her chin, tilting her head up. Leaning slowly down to meet her lips he kissed her. Not some gentle quick kiss either, a real and true kiss.
One that would make any woman weak in the knees. Sure, he'd had girls in his life before, and he was told he was a good kisser. But when women get mad, they say the opposite, so he wasn't truly sure where he stood in the kissing area of things. But her lips were soft, and she smelled like magnolia and honey...
Breaking the kiss, he kissed her lips once more quickly before stepping away to grab his beer and light another cigarette. A smirk playing on his lips, waiting for her to say something, like he knew she would.
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 16, 2010 23:50:41 GMT -5
One moment he was agreeing with her and the next his lips were on hers. Her eyes closed, and she let her lips wokr against his. She moaned softly against him. This was no little kiss. It was a true kiss. Nothing sloppy, cheap, or rushed about it. It was genuine sweet and made her want to fall to her knees.
He pulled away, but left her lips with a small kiss before turning to take a swig of his beer and light another cigarette. She watched him her mouth hanging open and her eyes blinking. For once in her life she was speechless. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath a smile on her lips she opened them again.
Harleigh let herself laugh softly, mostly out of shock. "Well I can honestly say...that was my first time kissin' a mississippi boy..." She paused. "And next time I go home... I might just slip on ova dere..." She grinned walking over to her beer. Before brining it to her lips she looked him in the eyes. "Or is it only you that can kiss like that?" She smirked taking a sip of her beer.
She looked to him shaking her head. "On second thought. I don't even want to know." She smiled. "Even if you don't know me that well...I'm sure you can tell it takes alot to leave me speechless, and let's just say for about a whole two minutes I was speechless." She grinned softly taking the last sip of her beer. She sat down the empty one on the bench.
"Is my limit still one?" She smirked raising a brow. "Or have I shown you I can handle it?" She felt herself blush as she thought how someone could take that a verrrrry different way. She tried to save herself. "A beer...I mean.." She ended up saying as she busted out laughing.
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Post by Colt on Jul 17, 2010 13:30:52 GMT -5
"Well I can honestly say...that was my first time kissin' a mississippi boy..." She paused. "And next time I go home... I might just slip on ova dere..." She grinned walking over to her beer. Before brining it to her lips she looked him in the eyes. "Or is it only you that can kiss like that?"
He smirked, mouth opening to answer her, when she said she'd rather not know. Laughin openly, he took a swig from his beet, before tossing the empty bottle into the bag and pulling out another, cigarette dangling from his lips. "Alright, then."
"Even if you don't know me that well...I'm sure you can tell it takes alot to leave me speechless, and let's just say for about a whole two minutes I was speechless."
His head lifted, catching her gaze once more. Smirk ever growing on his face. "Guess that means I'mma have to kiss ya more often then, huh?" Grinning, he popped the top of the second beer.
"Is my limit still one?" She smirked raising a brow. "Or have I shown you I can handle it?"
Brow raising, he smirked. "A beer...I mean.." Laughing softly, he dug into the bag and was about to hand the beer to her but pulled back. "What's in it for me, hmm?" He smirked, raising a brow.
Man, he loved teasing her. Just as much as she loved teasing him.
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Post by Harleigh on Jul 17, 2010 14:02:37 GMT -5
"Guess that means I'mma have to kiss ya more often then, huh?"
Harleigh grinned softly, almost blushing. She hid it well. "I guess it does." She giggled as he threw away his own beer and grabbed another for himself. She raised a brow. She walked towards him as he was going to hand it to her, but he retracted with a grin on his face.
"What's in it for me, hmm?"
She cocked her head to the side and laughed. "Oh so you know my game now. Trying to tease the teaser?" She smirked softly. "Hmm.." She paused acting as if she was actually thinking. "What's in it for you....my company isn't enough?" She asked grinning.
Licking her lips she gave him a look. One that said 'can you really handle this?' with a little spice to it. It was the cajun in her. Everything is better with some spice. She got really close to him eyeing the beer. "Now...what could I possibly do to benefit ya." She bit her bottom lip.
When she looked up from the beer she noticed just how close she was. Inches from his face. She leaned froward her eyes on his lips. When she was so close she could almost feel his lips she grabbed the beer and hopped back laughing. She took a sip of the beer. "Mm...sooo good. Victory is mine." She giggled.
"Y'know...it takes time to beat the master...especially when the master is good as teasing." She smirked taking another sip of beer. "So what to do now?" She asked with a coy smile on her face.
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Post by Colt on Jul 17, 2010 14:11:07 GMT -5
"Oh so you know my game now. Trying to tease the teaser?" She smirked softly. "Hmm.." She paused acting as if she was actually thinking. "What's in it for you....my company isn't enough?"
Colt shook his head, a lopsided smile on his face. "Nope, not for this beer here. If you want it, gotta give me somethin' worth while." He laughed softly. "Now...what could I possibly do to benefit ya." He smirked, watching as she moved closer and closer, and just as it looked like she was going to kiss him, she grabbed the beer and pulled it away.
He watched, shaking his head as she took a swig. "Mm...sooo good. Victory is mine." He just continued on, shaking his head. "Y'know...it takes time to beat the master...especially when the master is good as teasing." He smirked. "Mhm."
"So what to do now?"
She was still relatively close to him. Smirking, he raised a brow. "Well." He paused, getting himself ready mentally. "I could always tackle you." Just as the words left his mouth he ran over and lifted her up, careful not to spill the beer and quickly grabbed it from her hands and took a swig. "Mmm, so good." He laughed, setting her on her feet a moment later and acted like he was handing it back.
Just as she went to grab for it, he lifted his arm high in the air and chuckled. "Now, you can't get it." He grinned. "Unless..." He turned his head to the side, pointing at his cheek. "Lay one on me."
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