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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 25, 2007 13:37:53 GMT -5
Christian's heart was beating in his ears. Going to a woman's home had all sorts of implications. His old-fashioned instincts were telling him to tell her no, but his head told him to tell her yes. He stood with a smile, "I'd love to join you." he said, knowing that he was in control of himself.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 25, 2007 13:45:54 GMT -5
Smiling Jenna placed the money on the table and held Chritans hand in her and walked out of the Pub.
Smelling the fresh air she lead Christan down a couple blocks to an apartment complex. Opening the door and up a couple flight of stares she came her her floor. 3B was her apartment door number. Unlocking her door she led Christian in.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 25, 2007 13:58:11 GMT -5
"You have a lovely place." Christian said. He felt strangely giddy and a little uncomfortable, he was one to take his time. But he was very conflicted when it came to her. He had barely been able to sling two coherent thoughts together since he had met her.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 27, 2007 7:22:54 GMT -5
Jenna blushed "Thank you" speaking as she hung up her jacket. "can I take your jacket?" she asked holding out her hand. Smiling she looked at him her gaze was soft and loving. Taking his jacket she hung it up. "can i offer you anything Christian?" she asked talking to the kitchen in her small but spacious apartment.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 27, 2007 10:12:02 GMT -5
"A glass of water would be nice." he called after her. He looked around, looking at her pictures and antiques. She had a family almost as beautiful as her. Almost. Her house even smelled nice.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 28, 2007 14:45:51 GMT -5
Jenna opened a cupboard and took out a glass, placing it under the tap she turned it on. The cold water rushed out and into the glass. "Please make your self comfertable" she called to him over the noise of the rushing water.
coming back in to the living room she Jenna handed Christian his glass. biting her lip she resisted the urge to kiss him again. Jenna did not want to put him in an awkward position.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 28, 2007 15:01:56 GMT -5
Christian sat down and accepted the glass from Jenna. He took a sip and set it down on a coaster. "This place is like Heaven compared to the barracks." then he added with a blush, "But any place with you in it is Heaven." He lightly kissed her lips.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 28, 2007 20:57:34 GMT -5
Jenna's eyes went wide for only a moment before she let them close for a little, while Christian kissed her.As he pulled away Jenna placed her soft slender hand on his cheek. Looking at him, she felt her heart flutter, something it has not done for many years. Smiling a gentle 'wife like' smile at him she pulled him in for another kiss. But this one wasn't the normal peck, it was a full on kiss her other hand was placed on his shoulder.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 28, 2007 21:06:27 GMT -5
Christian's heart was pounding furiously. He completely lost himself in her kiss. One hand drifted up to rest at the base of her neck, the other to her waist.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 28, 2007 21:33:46 GMT -5
She pulled away only to hook her finger on his shirt and pull him as she walked to her bed room. Her body was slowly taking over, she wanted him badly, Trying to keep a level head wasn't working as it usually did. Mind you Jenna had never done it before she had always waited, something in her heart told her that Christian was the one. leading him int o her bed room, her bed looked freshly pressed and waiting for something to happen. Closing the door she pushed him on her her bed and mounted him. Kissing him a little more harshly than she had previously.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 28, 2007 21:46:44 GMT -5
Christian lost all cognitive thought for a moment. Damn, he wanted her. He returned her kisses, but then his old-fashioned nature kicked in. He hated to end such a good thing, but he pulled back from her kiss and raised his hands. "Jenna..." he said breathing hard. "I don't think we should do this." He was mentally kicking himself for being such a gentleman.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 28, 2007 21:53:23 GMT -5
Jenna looked at him and soon got off him and sat at the edge of the bed. "Your probably right, Christian" she said not feeling any remorse for what she had started. *it will come in time* she thought her breathing slowed , she looked at him "You want some lemonade?" she asked as she got up and fixed her skirt. she stood poised hands at her thy brushing out the wrinkles that she had caused. She still looked lovingly at him, her feelings wont change.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 28, 2007 22:11:54 GMT -5
He sighed, "It's not... not that I don't want to." he said looking down at his pants, "I mean that's kind of obvious." he took her hands into his, "It's just that... I.. I am old fashioned." he admitted, knowing he must sound like a complete idiot. Great Christian, why don't you just shoot yourself in the face while you're at it. he thought.
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Post by Dr. Jenna MacEcherin on Jun 29, 2007 9:41:56 GMT -5
She smiled at him when he tried to explain, Jenna didn't care she loved him for him, she didn't always want sex. With this one she was willing to take her time.
Jenna kneeled in front of Christian , her hand still in his she placed her free hand on his cheek. "Christian..." she said still smiling her eyes were a little glossy form the light in her room. "You don't have to explain" she said her hand still on his cheek and her thumb was rubbing his skin, She kissed him lightly.
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Post by Lieutenant Christian Broderick on Jun 29, 2007 9:45:35 GMT -5
He was blushing hard. He nodded and returned her kiss. "It's just that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I don't want to mess it up." he said. Not to mention the fact that she was only the second woman he'd ever been involved with. One of his hands went up to touch the hand on his cheek.
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