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Date Posted: 15:31:11 12/13/04 Mon
Author: Dom
Subject: She just let him be to get as much done as he could and wanted to and curled up on the couch beneath a plush blanket with an icepack held to her head as she flipped uninterestedly through the television channels. As much as she just wanted to relax, it was hard when she was still so worried about Luca coming home, but she did trust him and trusted his judgement - that he would know how long they could stick around and when they should get going.
In reply to: Brett 's message, "
Days go by
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on 21:56:39 12/12/04 Sun


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  • Luca wasn't going to be coming back here as far as Dom could judge. The man had property all over the world - now that he knew the feds had their eye on this place - he would be hiding out for awhile. Sure, Dom was a loss because she was a great girl but she wasn't a risk since she didn't know anything at all. Almost an hour later, Brett came out of the office - finally shedding his jacket and heading over to close the curtains and lock the door - just out of habit, before he sat down on the edge of the couch - gazing down at her. His hand lifted to brush back her hair sweetly, his head tipped to the side. "How ya feeling?" (NT) -- Brett, 15:35:18 12/13/04 Mon

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