He frowned, hearing the waiver in her voice. "Hey...whats going on?" He questioned softly, his brow furrowed gently as he shifted to gently tug her into his arms. "Whats wrong?" He questioned, his brow furrowed gently in quiet concern. -- .: Gavin's Place :.

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Date Posted: 20:15:28 01/17/05 Mon
Author: Gavin
Subject: He frowned, hearing the waiver in her voice. "Hey...whats going on?" He questioned softly, his brow furrowed gently as he shifted to gently tug her into his arms. "Whats wrong?" He questioned, his brow furrowed gently in quiet concern.
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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she shook her head, she didn't want to tell him. It had been a silly fear, she'd freaked out, nothing had happened, and it left her looking silly "It's nothing Gavin" (NT) -- Jordalyn, 20:26:21 01/17/05 Mon