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Date Posted: Sun, Apr 09 2006, 10:42am PDT
Author: Alysia
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In reply to: Charlie 's message, "You and forever and me.." on Sun, Apr 09 2006, 10:08am PDT

Alysia was curled up naturally to his side, perfectly at home in the cafe that she spent so much of her life in it seemed. Her free arm rested over his around her waist, her other holding the mug of coffee to her lips as she read the article on the broadsheet on the table, sipping peacefully as she enjoyed their personal day. Sundays were just there's- saturdays they spent shopping or visiting with family or walking with Malia and Danny and the baby and dogs in the park- or she would have to reherse for whatever show she was in... but Sundays were sacred- just for the two of them- blissfully uninterupted. Her blonde curls fell natural and loose around her shoulders, framing her fair, pretty face delicately as she read and sipped at her coffee, enjoying the warm sunny spring day. A pair of yellow lounge pants hung low off her hips, with a white baby-tee hugging her slim frame and a pair of flip-flops hanging from her feet. She was looking forward to summer- it would be there first summer as a married couple and she was looking forward to going on vacation with him and redecorating the apartment. Things had been so blissful in their marriage so far- no bickering or falling out- perhaps because they had spent so long living toghether and working through disagreements before hand.

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His fingers moved idly across her stomach as he eyed the newspaper as well. His eyes slowly moved away from the type though, as he turned his head to press a kiss to her temple idly and sigh contentedly. They were always terribly lazy on Sundays, but it made no matter, because they were usually tangled together, arms and legs and bodies, and that in itself was blissful and made up for the lack of productivity. Turning his eyes back to the paper, they flickered over an article on the refurbishing, thanks to a kind donor who happened to be his grandfather, of the nursery at the local hospital. A layout of photos of mothers, proud with their tiny infants spread across the page and brought a bit of a smile across his face as he read. (NT) -- Charlie, Sun, Apr 09 2006, 10:49am PDT