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Elizabeth blinked and blinked again."What?"She felt like there was a haze over her eyes. "I-is it because I haven't been to work in a long time? You told me to stay till the heat died down and-""Elizabeth, it's not that--""-and you even refused to have me work from home. I don't get-- what did I do?""Nothing." She watched him fully turn to face her and for the first time, saw regret flash through his eyes. "You didn't do anything.""So?!" She bit out, desperate for an answer. Lola whined from behind Beth's room door. "What, then? What happened?""I just--""Business happened." Beth's wide eyes flew to the intruder and she frowned, confused and suddenly feeling cornered. Her eyes darted between them. When the alarm bells in her head went from ringing to clanging, she rose slowly."Why are you here, Valentina?" Caldwell growled, his voice carrying hints of subdued anger. With an oh so confident smirk on her face, Valentina Williams slowly spun around in a circle, eyes examining
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Adamant on staying partially erect till she'd said her piece, Brandon gave up on trying to get her up and just sat on the ground."And-and so tiny." Her wavering voice reached Brandon's ears. Applying gentle force, he grabbed her shoulders and eased her away. Tears leaked down the sides of her face and cheeks. She looked up at him with pleading eyes, her mouth in a pregnant, childish pout."What's wrong, persik? Why're you crying?""Frederico never wears tights," she sputtered.Brandon blinked, frowned, then blinked again. "Uh...""Tink-tinkerbell wears tights," she got out on a sob. "And shoes with pompoms. Frederico doesn't even wear dresses."Even whilst confusion gnawed at him, his lips began curving up in a rougish smile, prompted wider by Frederico's muted words of annoyed disagreement. "You want him to wear a dress?"Frederico's declining yell was all too amusing. Whimpering sadly, Beth nodded. "And shoes with pompoms?" "And tights.""Then he will."Her eyes instantly grew t
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Lola's eyebrows rose and fell with the movement of her eyes as she watched the two humans, her head on her paws. Elizabeth's eyes remained trained on Brandon. If he was nervous at all, he didn't show it. Asides the tiny smile that remained on the ends of his lips, his face remained expressionless. "There is nothing to be allowed, Brandon," she dropped, got up and began for the kitchen. "Why is that?" She looked back to see him following her. Turning back, she shrugged. "You're with Megan. I'm not your home." "I'm not with Megan." That caused Beth to stop. She turned to face him, her brows turned down. "You two broke up? What happened?" Brandon rose a brow at the concern he heard in her voice. "We were never together." He watched her eyes take on the hue of confusion. "What?" "We were never together." "But... That can't be right," she mumbled to herself. "It is. Megan and I were never together." Beth's eyes found his and after a few seconds of staring, crossed her arms a
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Tears rushed to her eyes. Cupping his face, she rose his head. "Anima gemella," she whispered, giving him the tenderest of smiles. When he frowned, confused at her tears, she chuckled shakily. "I feel so honored that you let me see all this. See you." She nodded solemnly, holding his gaze. "Thank you. For you, I will not doubt myself again. I see now that my fear was unnecessary. You have never tired to butt in and make me feel incapable. It was just a stupid fear. I'm sorry." A gentle hand cupped her cheek, his thumb catching a tear even as a smile remained on her lips. "Just don't push me away," he whispered, his eyes beseeching. She shook her head. "Never." Never again. Her lips crashed down on his. They shared a gentle, passionate and sealing kiss. A kiss of a promise made and established. A kiss of new beginnings and revealed personalities. A kiss... Of love. With her forehead resting against his, she sniffled and said quietly, "In case you haven't gotten the memo, I'm you
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The next morning met Brandon grumpily returning home to change and join Beth for a church service, and Beth being all too happy about her newly gained freedom. After a three hour long, rather jovial and peaceful service, Beth made Brandon drive them to a local restaurant where she treated them to spicy burritos and tacos that tasted so good, it was downright sinful. From there, they made their way to their favorite chocolate shop, and parking a street away, Brandon got out after Beth, intertwined their fingers and began leading her to the shop. "You know a photo could be taken of us like this, right?" She warned in passing, a happy smile on her face. Brandon glanced down at her, his eyes shielded by his dark shades. His head then veered around. "Oh yeah? You think someone's watching?" She shrugged a shoulder. "Could be." "Well then, let's give whomever it is a show." She looked up in time for his mouth to descend upon hers. Beth looked up at the dark gray blocks of her apartmen
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Nothing silenced the streets of New York quite like rain. They rushed out of the car and ran into her apartment building with the rain pelting harshly against their backs. Sharing a laugh at the feat, they stood by the window, watching the rain flog the asphalt road. "What's the plan now, Beth?" Beth turned to Brandon, her eyes still alight with laughter. "What plan?" "The plan for work." Her smile didn't dim. Her chest didn't cave in. Though it was surprising, she wasn't ready to start investigating the feeling. All she did was tilt her head to the side and shrug. Something in her refused to feel discouraged. It was like her gut knew something she didn't. That someway, somehow, she would be fine. Very fine. And she relished the feeling. "I don't know." With that pixie smile still on her face, she turned back to the window. Monday morning birthed the bright sun and even brighter laptop screens. Though it was the fourth of December, the working class were still hard at work.
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Brandon's eyes travelled from the structure with a bouncer at the door to the female in the passenger seat. Beth's eyes were stuck on the star-shaped lights on the roof of the ridiculously large building. "You're sure this is a club? It looks like a museum." He almost laughed. "It is. Just wait till you get inside." She turned her head to look at him. "You've been here before?" More like he was part owner. "Once or twice." "Mm." She curled her lips for a split second. "What's the name of the club? I don't see a banner anywhere." He almost scoffed. "A banner? Baby, how many clubs have you been to?" Biting her lip, she glanced at him, smiled and said, "None." With that, she slid out of the car. Hurrying after her, he caught her arm right before she could make it past the red velvet rope, and spun her around. The sheer glee of excitement he saw in her eyes made his warning all the more worth giving. "Elizabeth françesca West, no alcohol." She rolled her eyes. "I know. I
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