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Date Posted: 11:21:32 01/13/07 Sat
Author: Dom
Subject: With her very pregnant hormones raging and wreaking havoc on her emotions - she had actually found herself tearing up the other day when, just after she had vacuumed, she had spilled some crumbs on the floor - hearing those words from him in that tone was almost more than she could handle. Her soft eyes widened a little and she actually shifted away from him and sidled up closer to the other agent without thinking about it and without looking away from Brett. Her lower jaw quivered and she inhaled short, uneven breaths through her nose as tears now poured down her cheeks - she was trying very hard to check her panic and if not for the baby growing inside of her she likely would have been able to blink away the tears and return to the table with her friends. Instead though, her face was flushed and she was just one open mouth away from outright sobs.
In reply to: Brett 's message, "
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on 08:07:21 01/13/07 Sat


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  • Marc frowned and looked down at the near sobbing girl in his arms, so elegant and delicate and he couldn't help but look up and glare at his friend. "Lay off, Brett." He growled out before he rested a hand on the woman's lower back and guided her over to a bench. Kneeling down, he smiled a little and looked up at her. "He's just being a scaredy cat and hiding it by trying to be a bad ass, sweetie. Believe me, I know." He remembered when his wife had been the target of a hitman's bullet and he was well accustomed to the panic and the clenching pain and worry in the gut that Brett was now experiencing. "He'll be begging your forgiveness later, you want my opinion, you should make him beg for it." He grinned lightly, winking teasingly as he reached up to brush away her tears. It was a good thing he was a happily married man and Brett knew it - otherwise he would probably be losing a couple of those fingers for even daring to touch her. (NT) -- Marc, 11:26:16 01/13/07 Sat

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