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Date Posted: 11:16:52 10/15/06 Sun
Author: Jake
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Keisha 's message, "inside" on 11:07:48 10/15/06 Sun

(A lesser man might have broken down, told her his every fear and spent the remainder of the night discussing every aspect of their relationship.. but he wasn't a lesser man. He was Jake Foxx, and he had spent his entire life building up a reputation, an ego, a personality that allowed him to sleep at night when he had been unwanted nearly his entire childhood. He'd made himself into a self-run entity, everything he owned boiled down to some clothes and a priceless motorcycle.. he could disappear quicker than David Copperfield. He'd never relied on anyone in his life, never owned an apartment, never leased or rented a single damn thing.. and he'd fought for every scrap he had. The only person whom he had ever allowed to have a part of him was, oddly enough, Keisha.. and it was hard for him to consider handing it back without thought.) You know me well enough to know that if I didn't want to be here.. I wouldn't be. (He said softly, tipping his head to follow her movement as she went to go get the food, hating the interruption and yet calling it a blessing as he ran a hand back through his hair and considered beating feet for the porch and a cigarette for thought. But he stayed there, because he was going to try not running this time. Jake Foxx wasn't going to run anymore.. no matter how tough it got.. until she told him to go and maybe not even then. She was all he had left that was of import.. and he was just going to have to figure out all his bullshit on his own time. He watched her the entire time she prepared their dinner, feeling that hot ache in his chest, near his heart. As she returned, he shifted, giving her more room and reaching for a plate and a beer to lessen her load.) Thanks.. (He murmured softly as he set his plate in his lap and opened the beer, trading her for the unopened one and opening it for himself. He took a long swallow of the beer and set it between his thighs to focus on the food she'd given him. And even with all the thoughts on his mind.. he had no idea what to say to her about it.)

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inside -- Keisha, 02:54:32 10/16/06 Mon
- Inside -- Jake, 03:16:24 10/16/06 Mon
  - inside -- Keisha, 04:45:58 10/16/06 Mon
    - Inside -- Jake, 05:00:27 10/16/06 Mon
      - inside -- Keisha, 05:44:05 10/16/06 Mon
        Inside -- Jake, 05:57:41 10/16/06 Mon
        inside -- Keisha, 06:26:47 10/16/06 Mon
        Inside -- Jake, 06:39:11 10/16/06 Mon