the idea of him racing had sent her into a little private melt down. She had been convinced that when he walked out the door today that she'd never see him again. At the moment she was lying in bed with her back to the door, blankets pulled up over her head with only a tiny hole for her mouth and nose to poke through, the image of a giant lump in the middle of the bed -- .: Gavin's Place :.

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Date Posted: 19:58:25 01/17/05 Mon
Author: Jordalyn
Subject: the idea of him racing had sent her into a little private melt down. She had been convinced that when he walked out the door today that she'd never see him again. At the moment she was lying in bed with her back to the door, blankets pulled up over her head with only a tiny hole for her mouth and nose to poke through, the image of a giant lump in the middle of the bed
In reply to: Gavin 's message, "Her tastes had been as varying as her moods lately, so today he came home from a race ten grand richer and his arms were full of food of all sorts. "Jord?" He called out, his brow cocked to the side as he pursed his lips. Starr was behind him, she had gone to the race with him and Rogan was supposed to pick her up in a bit. Quietly, he put down all the stuff on the counter before he went to track her down, peeking into the bedroom to see if she was lying down or something...." on 19:40:34 01/17/05 Mon

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He settled on the side of her bed, his hand sliding down where he thought her back was. "Baby? You feeling ok?" He questioned, his brow furrowed gently as he tugged softly on the blankets to reveal her face. (NT) -- Gavin, 20:06:04 01/17/05 Mon

she tried to hide her tear streaked face, but the slight waiver in her voice gave away the fact that she'd been crying "I'm fine" she mumbled from where her face was buried in her pillow (NT) -- Jordalyn, 20:10:23 01/17/05 Mon