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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:00 am
Meeting her gaze, he smiles still. "I'm fine. And how are you feeling?" He moves so he's sat on the edge of the sofa, his hand still on her stomach.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:03 am
"Apart from being beaten up by the baby?" She laughed, moving so he could sit down. "I'm fine. Glad your alright."
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:06 am
"Awh.." He moves a bit closer to her, wrapping his arms around her as he gets to her. One hand instinctively going to her stomach.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:08 am
Curling up next to him, she smiled and closed her eyes lazily. "Your gonna' have to teach him football."
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:10 am
Laughing a bit, he nuzzles her cheek. "I haven't played football in years.. Not since high school."
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:13 am
"I only play rugby. And that was with my brother and his friends. I used to get away with murder because they wouldn't tackle me." She smiled at the memories, wishing they were still around. "..I ate another packet of marshmallows again.." She smiled innocently, they'd stocked up on loads.. And she was eating her way through them.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:16 am
"As long as you're eating, I don't mind." He smiles, stroking her stomach gently while replaying his memories of highschool.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:18 am
"Aw.. My poor baby..The big one." She nuzzled him, while replaying hers.. Always finding new places to hide and not go.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:20 am
Smiling slightly, he keeps stroking her stomach. "I had no confidence and did my best to try and fit in... My parents resented me and my dad was just.. Meh." He nuzzles her again while thinking back to his life back in Texas.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:22 am
"..I was the rebel." She smiled, covering the hand on her stomach with hers. "..If he's kicking, it can't be that long now.."
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:26 am
"We still haven't got a name.." He smiles, the memories disappearing.. They were too depressing. Moving slightly, he pulls her onto his lap and rests against the back of the sofa, his arms still around her.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:29 am
"Well I chose James.. And it'll be good as a second name. So you think of a first. Barnaby?" She giggled, nuzzling him lovingly. "Bob? Ben? Bradford?" Obviously, she was only playing.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:32 am
"Ummmm.." He thinks, looking up at the ceiling as he does. "..I'm not good with names." He mumbles, still trying to think of one.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:33 am
"Lance? Leon? Sam? Joe? Berty? Bernie?" She threw some stupid names in, to be playful and cheer him up slightly. "Jason? Robbie? Toby?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 4:37 am
Looking at her, he smiles slightly. "Leon sounds good to me.." He kisses her cheek softly. The more he thought about being a father, the more it worried him... He didn't think he has what it take to be a dad..
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