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muses_w_remotes | 8.12. Twilight quote
Dec. 22nd, 2008 08:04 am8.12. "You know, your mood swings are kinda giving me whiplash."
| Twilight
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doctortara & drcampbell
[Follows THIS]
Tara jumped with a squeak when the door to Aiden’s study opened and he appeared from within. “Wait, wait!” she shrieked. “Don’t come any further! The floor is wet. I didn’t know you were in there!” She was standing in the middle of the living area with a mop and bucket, her hair tied up in a messy ponytail on the top of her head. The sofa was loaded with piles of freshly cleaned and dried laundry, cleaning products, feather dusters, cloths and more lined the coffee table. She was adorned in one of Lachlan’s rock t-shirts and a pair of his track pants with a pink frilly apron wrapped around her pregnant belly which had a dust pan and bottle of furniture polish in the front pocket.
Aiden paused and held up his hand. “Okay!” he agreed, worried she might start to clean him if he stood still too long. “Are you… okay there, love?” he asked hesitantly, remaining safely in the doorway of his office.
“Oh yeah,” Tara confirmed with a smile and pushed some loose strands of her off her sweaty forehead. “I just thought I would clean up a wee bit. Not that it was messy or anything. It’s a very lovely apartment. Just tidying a few things up.”
( Aiden’s eyebrows were raised as he surveyed the piles of laundry. “Is that all the spare sheets and towels from the linen press? They were clean…” )
Patrick Preston [sexyinscrubs] referenced with permission
Word Count | 1,387
| Twilight
Co-written with
doctortara & drcampbell[Follows THIS]
Tara jumped with a squeak when the door to Aiden’s study opened and he appeared from within. “Wait, wait!” she shrieked. “Don’t come any further! The floor is wet. I didn’t know you were in there!” She was standing in the middle of the living area with a mop and bucket, her hair tied up in a messy ponytail on the top of her head. The sofa was loaded with piles of freshly cleaned and dried laundry, cleaning products, feather dusters, cloths and more lined the coffee table. She was adorned in one of Lachlan’s rock t-shirts and a pair of his track pants with a pink frilly apron wrapped around her pregnant belly which had a dust pan and bottle of furniture polish in the front pocket.
Aiden paused and held up his hand. “Okay!” he agreed, worried she might start to clean him if he stood still too long. “Are you… okay there, love?” he asked hesitantly, remaining safely in the doorway of his office.
“Oh yeah,” Tara confirmed with a smile and pushed some loose strands of her off her sweaty forehead. “I just thought I would clean up a wee bit. Not that it was messy or anything. It’s a very lovely apartment. Just tidying a few things up.”
( Aiden’s eyebrows were raised as he surveyed the piles of laundry. “Is that all the spare sheets and towels from the linen press? They were clean…” )
Patrick Preston [
sexyinscrubs] referenced with permissionWord Count | 1,387
