"I guess you could call them that... but i prefer distretions...." he mused, trying to deflect the gloom. "I left to go back home because my wife went into labour early..." He drew a shallowe breath, watching her with some anticipation. She didn not know that he was either married or expecting a child- and they were things he should have told her- and the reasons behind him keeping their raltionship strickly unphysical and undefined- though it was obvious there were feelings shared. -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Wed, Nov 01 2006, 1:19pm PST
Author: Andre
Subject: "I guess you could call them that... but i prefer distretions...." he mused, trying to deflect the gloom. "I left to go back home because my wife went into labour early..." He drew a shallowe breath, watching her with some anticipation. She didn not know that he was either married or expecting a child- and they were things he should have told her- and the reasons behind him keeping their raltionship strickly unphysical and undefined- though it was obvious there were feelings shared.
In reply to: Aislinn 's message, "Sure do miss you, though.." on Mon, Oct 30 2006, 2:10pm PST

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She felt a bit like someone had rammed a cold steel rod down her throat and for once in her life, she was left speechless. She sat rigid in her chair as Duke shoved his nose under her hand, suspecting something was amiss, and pressed her lips together, taking deep breaths that did nothing but flutter down through her lungs like butterflies making her only all the more anxious about the entire thing. "... your.. wife?" Perhaps she had read more into this than he had ever intended, perhaps she had made a fool of herself -- she was embarrassed almost, feeling that she must have missed something in one of those bios in one of those magazines that he had mentioned - although she had scoured for every article she could find about him when she'd met him on the beach that afternoon. (NT) -- Aislinn, Wed, Nov 01 2006, 1:33pm PST