He ran a hand over his head and closed his eyes, exhaling heavily as he tried to answer that question himself. "We're breaking... thats whats going on.... and its my fault. Last night... I was with Nikita." -- Marcus' Apatment

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Date Posted: 15:10:23 10/14/05 Fri
Author: Marc
Subject: He ran a hand over his head and closed his eyes, exhaling heavily as he tried to answer that question himself. "We're breaking... thats whats going on.... and its my fault. Last night... I was with Nikita."
In reply to: Marc 's message, "Been all about the world
ain't never met a girl
that can take the things that you've been through" on 15:43:38 10/06/05 Thu

>It was fairly early still... only around 4.30pm and
>he'd hurried home from the office- the guilt just
>getting too much for him. He was dying to see Jessie
>and wanting to reassure Ash that he hadn't disappeared
>into a black hole- but she would probably rather he
>had... especially if she knew where he'd been last
>night. Things at the office had been kind of
>uncomfortable- not really with Niki but with everyone
>else. He felt like everyone knew something had gone on
>between them- the heat and electricity between them
>had to be noticable. It had been a releif to get away
>from there in all honesty, but now he was opening up
>the front door of his apartment he felt a little
>sickened by himself- and what he'd done. He'd never
>been made to be a player.

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She let out a slow breath, biting her lip as she looked down - fighting off the queasiness that was attacking her stomach at the thought of him with the other woman. "With with her...?" She questioned, her brow furrowed gently as she looked up at him with hurt but still a little disbelieving blue eyes. She had been afraid that that was what he was going to say but nothing would have prepared for the way the statement took her breathe away or the sharp pain that stabbed her with the words. (NT) -- Ash, 15:29:12 10/14/05 Fri