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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 24, 2009 17:52:28 GMT -5
Soon Stacey heard Brendan's worried and panicy voice. Just seeing the flames in the palm of her hands, just made the situation all the more real and scary to Stacey. All she could do was just stare wide eyes at Brendan's face. Then she scratchily said a couple of words, "I .. I .. don't know." Then she said what she was thinking. "What the hell is happening to me?" Tears began to fill Stacey's eyes, and began to cry loudly. She just wanted Brendan to pinch her, wake her up, and tell her it was all a dream.
Then all of a sudden, Stacey felt Brendan grab a hold of her arm. She heard what he said, but it made no sense to her at all. What did he mean he had to tell her something, and that he was able to help with whatever was happening to her. Stacey just wanted this living nightmare to be over, it was hurting like hell. They were soon outside, and this was where Stacey experienced the true power of Brendan.
She stood, still shocked at what was happening to her, her hands fully alight now, and watched the sky, and then looked at Brendan. He had his eyes closed, and then all of a sudden the rain came bucketting down. She hoped and prayed that the flames would go out now, not knowing if she should have just hit them on the ground, putting it out that way. But now the flames were extinguishing, and Stacey began to sigh in relieve, but still shaken up over the ordeal.
When Brendan looked at her, she didn't know what to say. But as he spoke, Stacey seemed to listen, still shocked at what she had witnessed her body do. When Brendan said that he was going on the idea that she didn't always do that. All Stacey could do was shake her head slowly a couple of times. She knew full well that her mouth was open slightly, but didn't care - she was still in shock. The next few things that came out of Brendan's mouth felt like something from a movie.
When he finished, Stacey just stood there, feeling like her legs were going to give way again, so slowly sat on the ground. Looking up at him, she decided to finally speak. Shaking her head more furiously this time, "What? I don't ... this is a lot to take in. So now I have this ability or something? I don't want this." With that, Stacey got up, and began to walk across the grass, folding her arms in the process. She felt that she just needed to be alone right now.
She got about halfway across the grass, then stopped. Turning to face Brendan, even in the distance, she called out. "Why me? Why was I the one to get this? I am not special? I don't deserve to have this ... this ... ability!" Stacey held up her hands when she said that last sentence. Then she brought those hands to her face, collapsed on the ground, and began to cry.
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Post by brendan on Jul 25, 2009 5:52:06 GMT -5
{Just thinking - this could lead to a confrontation between Brendan and Jake hahaha}
The panic in Stacey's voice was really worrying Brendan and looking at her, it didn't take much to know what was going on. If Brendan wasn't an Evolved Human himself, he'd have said what was happening to Stacey was the stuff of nightmares, but he was one, and he knew such things existed. This particular power was indeed a nasty one if it fell into the wrong hands. Brendan swore to himself, he'd kill whoever did this to her. "I've an idea wha's happenin' Stacey, but I ain't sure how to explain it." He replied in just as worried a voice as he had seconds before.
Seriously, how do you tell someone who was obviously normal they've suddenly become different? Truth is, there is no easy way to tell it. When Brendan took Stacey's arm to lead her outside, he wasn't holding so tightly as to hurt her, or at least he hoped not. He just wanted to help her, as he could see she was in obvious pain. He knew it took years for people to master the art of pyrokinesis without hurting themselves.
Luckily once Brendan got Stacey outside and he made it rain, the flames began to extinguish, which was a relief to Brendan and no doubt a bigger relief to Stacey. "Thank god it worked, I didn' know wha' else to do on the spur of the moment." Brendan replied, as he waited on her response after he had finally told her about Evolved Humans, people like himself. Brendan could tell she wasn't taking what he had told her very well, which was only natural given what just happened to her. If he had been able to tell her about himself without that having happened to her, it might have been easier.
He could only watch in despair, as she sat on the ground obviously very distressed over what she was hearing. He bent down and looked at her, staring into her eyes. "Stacey, calm down sweetheart, please." He begged, as he knew that getting into a panic wouldn't help her at all. "If ya were like me from the day ya were born, ya'd have known abou' this by now. This is obviously the work of some drug." He tried to explain in a soft and calm voice. He didn't know how else he would be able to help her, if he couldn't at least keep her calm.
However, the next thing he knew she was up on her feet again and walking away from him with her arms folded across her chest. Not a good sign he immediately thought to himself. Damn it! He was about to start running after her, when she suddenly stopped and turned to face him. After she started calling out about not being special and not deserving the ability she collapsed onto the ground again.
Brendan shook his head and immediately went after her. The soon as he got there, he took her hands in his own and gently pulled her to her feet, and wrapped one arm tightly around her waist and the other gently on the back of her head, allowing his fingers to run through her hair. "Stacey, sweetheart, it migh' not even be permanent, an' yer righ' maybe ya don' deserve the ability, but ya got somethin' wrong, ya are special, too damn special, ya hear me?" Brendan said softly and then gently began kissing the top of her head, while his arm which was firmly around her waist moved up to her back and began moving in circular motions in a bid to calm her down.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 25, 2009 6:54:22 GMT -5
Stacey heard Brendan trying to calm her down, reassuring her. He also spoke about maybe what was happening was to maybe do with a drug. Why was it that Stacey always gets into these kinds of dilemmas? But this was a new low for her. She had been drugged a few times during her college days, but those were nothing to what she had just been through. The side effects of this drug seemed to be more severe.
Though Brendan's reassurance didn't make her calm down any, when she up and got walking. It just felt like the right thing to do. Stacey just couldn't handle what was happening to her, to her body. She didn't like being out of control, well most of the time anyway. This was not the time and place for that.
After Stacey went on and called out to Brendan, she just couldn't stand anymore, and she just collapsed, upset, and very, very, frightened. Stacey just kept crying into her hands, unsure what she should do next. Then she felt a pair of hands take her own, and she felt her self being lifted up off the ground. Then Brendan's arm was soon around her waist, and the other around her head, where his hand rested, running his fingers through her hair. Then Brendan did some more reassuring, in that wonderful accent of his.
When Brendan stopped talking, Stacey felt Brendan kiss the top of her head, just like he had when they were dancing earlier, and his hand moving in a circular motion on her back. It did feel nice, and she closed her eyes, as she tried to compose herself. She soon went from crying, to just sobbing, and finally she was down to trying to calm down. Finally Stacey moved apart from Brendan, but staying close enough to still feel him near her. "I hope that it isn't permanent, for my sake anyway. I know that you have been used to this from day one, but it would be something that I would have to get used to, even if it isn't permanent."
Then Stacey remembered that he had said some kind words to her about her being special. Moving into his chest, just resting her head there, she whispered, "Thanks for believing in me, and for saying that I am special. Though I don't want to be thought of special if I have an ability. I honestly don't understand how you can have an ability all this time.?" Stacey was glad that it was Brendan who was with her through all of this. She didn't know how the situation had of gone if it was anyone else.
Stacey looked up at Brendan, and smiled, though still had tears in her eyes from crying so much. But the moment felt right for the next move she made. Stacey went up to Brendan, and kissed him on the mouth. She then put her arms around his torso, and then went back to just cuddling for a few moments.
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Post by brendan on Jul 25, 2009 14:04:15 GMT -5
The whole time Brendan had been trying to keep Stacey calm he was shaking inside. He was worried about what had happened to Stacey and he was worried that if it was as he thought, and she had been slipped a drug, what kind of side effects would it have other than giving her an ability she clearly didn't want? He hated to think. But right now, he just kept doing the only thing he felt he could do under the circumstances, and continued to hold her, and soothe her. Anything to keep her calm. Anything. He had been instantly attracted to her, and now, even only a few hours further on from meeting her, he knew she was special to him.
Eventually what Brendan was doing was enough to finally calm down Stacey which Brendan was pleased about it. Not that he was awkward around females who cry, but when he liked someone, truly liked someone, or dare he think it, loved someone, he hated to see them upset and in tears. When Stacey spoke, Brendan could understand exactly what she was telling him.
"I know tha' Bambi. I know am used to it an' ya'd hafta get used to it, permanent or not. Hopefully it won' be permanent." Brendan said softly, and kissed the top of her head again. Brendan himself loved his ability, but he knew that if he had been in Stacey's position and was normal all those years and suddenly had this strange ability which set himself on fire, he wouldn't want it either.
He was glad when Stacey moved closer to him, putting her head into his chest. It made him feel as if he had calmed her down. When she spoke, Brendan felt his heart skip a beat. He knew then, in that second, that he didn't want to lose Stacey. And this time, he sure as hell wouldn't let his family stand in the way of his love like last time. Although, he had a feeling that the same thing wouldn't happen a second time. His parents had shown how sorry they were about his split from Megan.
"Well now Bambi, ya see, I saw ya as special afore this, wha'ever this is tha' happened to ya. An' ya sure as hell don' need an ability to be special. Take it from me, I know, cause yer damn special alrigh'. I feel it ya see, I feel it in here." He said, as he took his hand from her head for a second and took her hand and placed it on his chest, next to his heart.
He kept it there for a few seconds, before removing his hand and returning it to the back of her head again, and softly running his fingers through her hair again. "Ma ability is in ma genes sweetheart." He said softly, when she questioned the fact he had an ability all this time. "So, I gotta ask, it don' put ya off me or anythin' then?" He somehow didn't think it would or had, given that she had rested her head on his chest, but he wanted to make sure.
When Stacey looked up at him and smiled, and he saw the tears in his eyes, he took his hands away from her body and used his thumbs to gently wipe them away, as he watched her, his eyes twinkling as he held the gaze. The next thing he knew her lips were on his. He returned the kiss, but not with a fierce passion, it was soft and tender. Then her arms were around his torso, and as she did this, he wrapped his arms back around her again, and stood with his chin resting on her head for a few seconds.
He had switched the rain off long ago. But they were still rather wet, even in the now warm air. "Ya wan' to come back inside?" He asked softly, "I'll put ya to bed, an' make sure ya get to sleep, an' I won' leave yer side all nigh'." He said softly, as he kissed her head again.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 25, 2009 21:28:23 GMT -5
Stacey listened to what Brendan said about her remarks on her being special. The way he was saying it just made her get all these feelings inside of her as well. Then when Brendan stopped talking, Stacey looked up at him, and then he took her hand, placing it on his chest. She almost started to get all emotional again, but stopped herself. Though she could still feel the tears appearing, but not enough to start rolling down her face again. "Brendan, you know to bring the true feelings to light. You should also know that I am also feeling something towards you."
Brendan returned his hand back to the back of her head, and spoke some more. He asked her if his ability put her off him at all. Shaking her head, Stacey got all serious. "No way Brendan. I will just have to get used to you having something like this. I am happy that you were able to tell me about it, even after you demonstrated it to me. It did help a lot with what is happening to me. I would never resent you for having it, but I just hope that what I have now, will not stay with me for long. I think I like being normal." She hoped that she hadn't offended Brendan for now wantiing an ability. It was just how she felt right now.
When Stacey smiled at Brendan, he wiped the tears from her eyes. What she was feeling didn't feel real, like it was now out of a movie. Their gazes held until she kissed him. She was thankful that he was returning her gesture. She felt both of their feelings coming together as one, and wanted this moment to last forever. Though the thought of what was happening to her soon interrupted her thoughts.
Just the feel of Brendan now holding her, made the thought then go away, until he spoke to her in that wonderful accent. Boy, the looks, the voice, and charm was all part of the Brendan package, that was for sure. "I think that might be for the best. Don't want to get sick, on top of what I now have to deal with." A comfy bed sounds good to Stacey, even though the sofa was fine also. But it would be good to have covers over her to keep her warm.
"I think a bed sounds nice B. But if it is okay, I would love to have a shower, and get dried from the rain earlier." She had to giggle slightly at the thought of Brendan, who had caused the shower right before her eyes. "Maybe after, it would be nice to have you near me as I fall asleep." Just that thought also made Stacey smile to herself. It would be great to have some strong arms around her right now, to keep her safe.
Stacey then let Brendan lead the way, as she wrapped her arms around his arm, as they walked back towards the front door of the house. Why did she deserve such a great guy, who could be a potential boyfriend? As they walked, Stacey kept remembering all the times that he had treated her so well over the last few hours, all the times he had said all the kind words.
All the time he had gently kissed her on the head.
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Post by brendan on Jul 26, 2009 20:19:38 GMT -5
After Brendan had told Stacey that she was special in his eyes and that she didn't need an ability to be special, she told him that she was feeling something toward him too. He didn't think it was one sided on his part, but he wasn't arrogant enough to believe she was feeling something for him until she actually said the words. "Tha's good to hear Bambi, cause I sure know am feelin' somethin' fer ya too." Brendan replied, and he knew he could well be falling in love again, after all it had happened to him before like that, he was just stupid enough to let his parents get in the way of that last relationship. He will not be making that mistake again.
When Stacey said that his ability didn't put her off him, he could feel a wave of relief rush over him. He would have felt himself die otherwise. He listened as she spoke some more and mentioned that she didn't want the ability to be permanent, she liked being normal. Brendan could understand that. "Am glad ma ability don' put ya off me Stacey, an' I hope the one ya got in error ain't permanent either, quite like the idea of havin' a normal girlfriend, not tha' there's anythin' normal about ya, yer gorgeous, got a fantastic personality an' as I said afore, yer damn special, ain't nothin' normal abou' tha'." Brendan said, oozing the charm once more, but everything he was saying to Stacey was one hundred percent true.
When Stacey agreed that it would be a good idea for them to go back inside, saying she didn't want to get sick on top of what the drug had given her, Brendan nodded his head. "Alrigh' then, c'mon inside." Brendan said and then listened as she went on to say about having a shower first and get dried off from the rain. The rain which he had caused. She also went on to say it would be nice to have him near her as she fell asleep. Well Brendan had no problem with that what so ever.
"Course ya can have a shower Bambi, an' if ya wan' me near ya while ya fall asleep, then sure, I ain't gonna deny ya." He said with a twinkle in his eye as he winked at her, and then began to lead them back inside to his house. As they walked, he couldn't help but think how lucky he would be to have Stacey as a girlfriend, and he knew he would show her off with pride. The idea of actually thinking about Stacey as and calling her his girlfriend caused butterflies in his stomach. Something he hadn't felt since he was with, but no he wasn't going to think about that now, it was time to move on, it was time to look to the future, and that future was with Stacey, he was completely sure of it.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 27, 2009 4:50:12 GMT -5
Stacey felt herself blush slightly when Brendan was saying there wasn't anything normal about her. She hoped that in the moonlight, it didn't show too much. Though she did feel special as Brendan was giving her all of these compliments about herself. Well it looked like she had shown alot of herself in the last few hours to Brendan, which she may not have always shown to a guy before. And she felt proud of herself for opening up so much.
As they walked towards the house, Stacey thought more of what he had just said to her before they headed inside. She couldn't wait to just lay there with a guy, withouth it leading to sex, as it always did for her. Stacey kind of felt a bit giddy at the thought. She must truly be growing up a bit, after all of her days of just reckless partying, and getting into so many difficult situations. Maybe Brendan will be the one to put her on the straight and narrow.
They were soon in the house, and Stacey still kept her arms around his arm. She felt stupid, thinking that this is what was going to keep her safe, but whatever she now had inside her, couldn't be protected like she felt the rest of her was being protected by Brendan. Stacey waited until Brendan showed her where the bathroom was, and she turned to him, and asked. "Do you have a spare pair of pjamas? Or something else that I could use. My clothes won't be any good now. They really need to be dry." She wondered if he had anything for her to wear. She didn't want to be in the bed in her birthday suit.
The shower felt so nice, and warm. She hadn't really had a hot shower like this for some times. Hotels, motels, and rental places were never like this type. Her body felt so exhausted, especially whatever this drug, has, and will do to it. Stacey didn't know if she was going to be able to take anymore. Just seeing what the ability is capable of was not what she wanted for the rest of her life. Stacey didn't want to live with hiding what she now apparently had.
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Post by brendan on Jul 27, 2009 7:54:09 GMT -5
The idea of lying beside Stacey continued to give him butterflies in his stomach, he couldn't wait to just lie there, hold her, and breathe in the scent of her shampoo and then slowly fall asleep next to her. It sounded like heaven, it sounded like the stuff out of fairy tales or a movie. But Brendan knew it was real. Once they were inside Brendan immediately took her to the upstairs bathroom where the shower was. The downstairs bathroom had a bath and a sauna in it, plus he also had two separate toilets. Well, when Debbie was staying with him, it was easier, at least he didn't have to queue to get to the toilet if she was pampering herself in the bathroom.
Stacey asked if he had some pajamas she could wear, and that's when it hit Brendan. He hadn't really given that a thought. Brendan usually only slept in his boxer shorts, sometimes he slept in the nude, depending how hot it was. He didn't have such a thing as pajamas. "Yer righ' yer clothes do need to dry Bambi, but I don' have pajamas, I never wear them, either sleep in boxers or the nude, but wha' I could give ya is one of ma shirts?" He offered, as he then also showed the way to the bedroom, so she would know where to go after she came out of the shower.
He made his way to the wardrobe and pulled out one of his softest, pastel blue Hawaiian shirts and handed it over to her, "Tha' do ya Bambi?" He asked her with a grin, he hoped so, because other than shirts, he didn't really have anything else she could wear. Not that he'd have minded cuddling up to her naked body, now that he was eyeing her up and down properly, but he was determined not to go the full way with her on the first night, and really, that included staying semi dressed at least.
He then went into the airing cupboard in the hallway and pulled out a fluffy white bath sheet towel and handed it over to her, "Fer when ya come outta the shower, an' I'll jus' wait fer ya in here." He said, pointing to the bedroom, as he walked in and sat down on the bed, wondering if he should make the effort to wear one of his shirts in bed himself tonight, not wanting to make Stacey feel too uncomfortable around him.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 27, 2009 8:10:24 GMT -5
Brendan showed her to where the upstairs bathroom was, and then he responded to her question about pj's. Stacey liked hearing what he wore to bed. But she shouldn't have been surprised at him not wearing much of anything to bed. But the sound of wearing something of his sounded nice to her. "One of your shirts should be fine B." Then she followed Brendan, who showed her where the bedroom was.
Here he gave her a pastel blue shirt, which looked like something he would wear. She smiled when Brendan handed it to her. "Thanks. But also could I get something for the bottom. My underwear is wet, unless you have a dryer, which they could go into for a few moments? I can just fling them out the door of the bathroom or something." Stacey didn't want to be demanding, so she said then, "Or I am sure the shirt will be just fine. I don't think my underpants got too wet."
Stacey soon saw Brendan looking her up and down, but didn't make eye contact with him as he did so. She looked around the bedroom, and then she saw him moved to a cupboard, where he pulled out a towel for her. "Thanks B. I shouldn't be too long." She nodded to Brendan, when he said that he would wait for her there in the room. "Okay." And then Stacey turned and went into the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, Stacey stepped out of the shower. She wished she could have stayed in longer, but she knew who was waiting for her in the other room. Stacey slowly dried herself off, and placed the towel on the rack in the room. Looking into the large mirror, she looked at herself for a moment. She didn't look any different to what she looked like before the ability began to take over. Shaking her head, Stacey looked on the shelf, and found some moisturiser, and let some drip onto her hands. She then rubbed it over her arms, legs, and torso area. There, that was better.
Once she was dressed, Stacey turned the light off in the bathroom, and headed back to the bedroom. Stacey wondered on the very short walk there, what she would feast her eyes on in the room. She secretly wished that Brendan was in fact hardly clothed at all. But being with him over the last few hours, Stacey doubted that would be the case.
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Post by brendan on Jul 27, 2009 16:38:08 GMT -5
Brendan was glad when Stacey didn't seem to mind wearing one of his shirts in bed. Knowing that when she left, he'd be able to hold the shirt and take in her scent from it was amazing. He wasn't what you would call a dirty guy by any means, but he might not want to wash that shirt right away after Stacey had worn it. He had then guided her into the bedroom so he could give her one of his shirts. He made sure to give her one of the softest ones he had, and probably one of the most feminite ones he had too. He knew she would look good in it.
When Stacey then asked for something for the bottom, going into an explanation that her underwear was wet too, Brendan wasn't quite sure what to say or where to look at first. However he did let out a low whistle and then he quickly averted his eyes, as he felt himself flushing ever so slightly. Brendan Harris flush, what was she doing to him? "Oh, righ' uhm... well..." He stammered over his words, trying not to look in the general direction of where her underwear would be at the bottom and then he decided to throw her a clean pair of his boxers. "Uhm, they migh' be a bit big on ya mind, but it's kinda all I got Bambi." He managed to say as he stammered over his words again and tried desperately not to look down. Don' look down, don' damn well look down. He kept saying to himself over and over.
He watched as Stacey walked out of the room after he gave her the bath sheet towel, and then began to wonder what he should put on to wear in the bed. He decided on settling for a clean pair of boxers and one of his vest type tops which he sometimes wore in the summer months when out in his massive garden, or playing tennis in his outdoor tennis court. And even though it was night time, he even went to the bother of splashing some more of his Cool Water cologne on his face and neck and then jumped onto the bed, propping his head up with his hand as he waited for Stacey, a vision of sheer beauty to walk back into his, HIS bedroom.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 28, 2009 4:53:06 GMT -5
She infact heard his low whistle, when she spoke about the wet underwear under her clothes. Stacey thought that he would be okay with her talking about it, but maybe not, as he stammered over his words. She raised an eyebrow, and then waited for him to give her a pair of boxers. Brendan threw her a pair, and then he said that they might be a bit big. "I am sure that they will be fine. I am sure that I can do something with them."
Stacey remembered, as she was in the shower, that Brendan had been looking anywhere but her when she was talking about her wet underwear. She didn't think of him being the kind of guy to be all flustered about a woman being wet. Well, her underwear being wet, not the actual woman being in that way. But anyway, she thought it was kind of cute. That was the first time she had seen that side of Brendan, and the only word that came to mind was cute.
Stacey put on the boxers, and sure they were a bit big, but they would have to do. Then as she put on the shirt, she decided to attempt to tuck in the shirt, into the boxers, to keep them up. As that didn't work well, Stacey remembered that she had a spare hair tie in her bag. As she rummaged through her small bag, Stacey pulled out a black hair tie, and bundled up a small section of the elastic, and wrapped the hair tie around it. There, done.
As she walked towards the entrance to the bedroom, Stacey slowed her walk down, not sure what she would see, even if she had a thought of what she wanted to see. Then as she came through the entrance of the bedroom, Stacey saw what she hadn't really expected. There was Brendan on the bed, wearing a pair of boxers, and a top. Maybe it was for the best that he was wearing clothes. Stacey wondered if he had been wearing not much of anything, then maybe she might have just jumped him right there and then. But due to what had happened only moments ago, she doubted that that might have happened.
Stacey made her way over to Brendan, and then stopped and smiled. Pointing to what she did to the boxers, she laughed. "I had to improvise a little. They were a bit big, but looks like that fit just right." She looked down at the shirt, which was a bit big, but it still felt right on her body. She then slowly sat on the bed, and then laid down next to Brendan. Looking at him, she could smell the cologne that he must have just put on. The smell was inviting, but the slow ache of her body feeling tired soon brought her back to reality.
"Thanks for all you have done for me so far B. I do appreciate it. I am not sure if any other guy would have done the same." With that, Stacey looked up at the ceiling, and closed her eyes. The quiet, and the calm was really refreshing, especially since she had just had to deal with an ability, and then was so confused, stressed, and emotional over it all. Just relaxing here next to Brendan was just a relief for a while.
Stacey then turned to Brendan. "Would you mind just holding me while I sleep. I think I would feel safer if you were just here for me right now. I don't know if I would be able to sleep if I was here alone."
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Post by brendan on Jul 28, 2009 15:53:10 GMT -5
Brendan couldn't believe he had got himself flustered over the talk of wet underwear. It was in fact rather unlike him to be like that. But somehow, with Stacey, it was different and he had indeed got flustered. The reason he had got flustered though was because he really was having strong feelings for Stacey and he did not want to act on them tonight. No, not on the first night. He was much better than that. Stacey spoke and broke into his thoughts. "Yeah, tha's good then Bambi. Am sure ya'll be able to do somethin' with them." He replied, and then begun to wonder what he was going to wear while Stacey showered herself down.
This really had turned into a very good night for Brendan. He had met another really special woman, another one he was certain he had fallen for instantly, however, with the fact of what happened the last time, he really wasn't sure if he wanted to go into it with such a force. He was scared if he did, it would all just go very wrong again. He didn't want that with Stacey. He wanted to be with her, he wanted it to last, and he was damn well going to make sure it lasted no matter who tried to stand in their way.
Soon Stacey had came back into the room, and just like he had through previously, even in his shirt which was too big for her, and his boxers, she was still very much the vision of beauty walking into his room like he knew she would be. He grinned at her, showing off those ever cute dimples of his. He couldn't help but laugh as she showed him what she had to do with his boxers, but he wasn't about to knock it, it had worked obviously. "Great, am glad ya managed to get somethin' to work to keep them on ya." He said with a wink, desperate to run his hands up and down those awesome legs of hers, but he refrained.
She then lay down next to him, and thanked him for everything he had done, saying she wasn't sure if any other man would have done the same thing. Maybe they wouldn't have, but then Brendan wasn't like any other man. "Yer welcome Bambi. An' I wan' ya to know am always here fer ya." He said softly into her ear, taking one his hands and brushing it lightly through her hair, and as he did so he inhaled and took in her scent which was just divine.
When Stacey tuned to him and asked if he would hold her, he just smiled and took his hand from her hair. "Yeah, I can do tha' fer ya, I won' go anywhere, don' ya worry abou' tha' sweetheart." He said softly, and with that he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him, so that her head would be resting on his chest. His own head was gently resting against hers and he closed his eyes. Yes it had been an eventful day, but it had been one damn good one. It had given him a new person to care about, a new person to love, and he was damn well going to love and protect her what ever it took.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 29, 2009 4:32:03 GMT -5
She found that laugh of his so sexy, even if he was laughing with her at what she had done to the boxers. She was glad that Brendan didn't care that she might infact stretch the boxers, but at least she would be able to wear them now, without losing them. That would be a disaster, if that was to happen. Stacey would love nothing more to be with him in that way, but as she had though just moments ago, she doubted that it would happen. She felt like she could just lay in his arms, instead of getting into anything more physical.
Stacey opened her eyes, still looking at the celling of the room as Brendan replied to her thanking him. Just his voice talking softly in her ear gave her slight goosebumps, and made her heart beat a little faster. The feel of his hand through her hair felt nice and calming. She was beginning to feel her body finally relaxing a bit more, trying to forget what she had been through.
That smile then got to her again, showing those perfect dimples to her all over again. When Brendan said that he would do that for her, just being there to hold her, Stacey looked up at him seriously, and then leaned up, and kissed a dimple, that was still prominant right then. Just that soft voice, and then the feel of his arms around her waist, just gave her a sense of security.
This felt right to Stacey. Being here in the quiet, with Brendan, someone who she had now only known for a few hours. The one guy who also seemed to be getting to see a new side of her. She did feel that she was changing in personality around Brendan, and not the old party girl, who would have already jumped onto Brendan, and would have suggested a night of wild sex. But now that whole side of her was going to stop, for now.
With her head resting on his chest, Stacey could hear his heart beating, which was something that was also new to her. Normally she would never be this close to a guy, even when having some naughty fun. Stacey began to then feel her own heart calming down, as they just lay there, together. Just before she nodded off to sleep, even with her eyes closed, Stacey placed her hands on top of Brendan's, and whispered, "Thank you Brendan."
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Post by brendan on Jul 29, 2009 7:13:32 GMT -5
When Stacey leaned up and kissed one of his dimples, he just smiled even more, making the dimples even more prominent. Brendan wasn't big headed about his looks by any means, but he knew those dimples usually got the attention of females rather quickly. He used to think of them as a facial imperfection, a facial disability, but now he actually likes them.
Just lying there with his arms wrapped around Stacey and with his eyes closed he began to think about what had happened through the course of the day and through the course of the past few weeks. How much his life had changed. A few weeks ago he had what he thought, fallen in love at first sight with Megan. Then there was the whole thing with her father turning out of the blue, his getting stabbed protecting her. Then Debbie mouthing off to his parents about the age gap between him and Megan, and his parents then bad mouthing him for going off with a minor.
"For heavens sakes mom, she ain't no minor, she's god damned legal age, she's twenty." He had shouted at his mom, his dad just said nothing. His dad in fact had said, that there wasn't anything wrong with him dating someone younger, so long as he loved her. But nope his mom had shouted at him and said she would disown him if he continued to date her. So he had foolishly stopped seeing her. But he also stopped contacting his parents. Well his mom mainly. She ended up calling him one night in tears. "Brendan am so sorry fer ruinin' yer relationship with that girl." She had said to him. "Yeah, well it's a bit damned late fer apologies now mom." He had yelled back at her. "Ya hate me, I knew ya did. I told yer father ya hated me." She said in a sad voice and then began to sob down the phone. Her sobbing made Brendan back down. "It's alrigh' mom, I don' hate ya, I could never hate ya."
Now, here he was, fully recovered from the stabbing and in the arms of another brunette, but this wasn't Megan, this was Stacey, she was different. She was, dare he say it, even prettier than Megan, not that looks truly mattered to Brendan, it was all down to personality and Stacey had it by the bucket load. She then broke the silence by whispering to him. He opened his eyes, coming back from his trip down memory lane.
He felt her hands over his and he turned it around so he was holding one of her own hands and gently squeezed it, and then began caressing the palm of her hand with his thumb. "Yer welcome Stacey, an' ya know somethin'? After today? I don' think I wanna be with anyone else. But I sure hope tha' don' scare ya." He said in a very soft voice, but also a voice with honesty, because quite truthfully, as he lowered his eyes to look down at her, Stacey and Debbie were all that mattered to him right now. Not that he knew someone else was about to come into his life sooner than he thinks.
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Post by Anastacia Potter on Jul 29, 2009 7:31:54 GMT -5
Stacey was just about to float away with sleep, when she felt one of Brendan's hands cover and hold one of her own. Here she felt him squeeze it gently, and then felt him begint o caress it. Then he said something that she didn't really expect, but maybe she did: After today? I don' think I wanna be with anyone else. It didn't scare her, but it did feel nice to know that someone who had only known her for only a short time, felt like that towards her. Stacey wanted to reply, but felt herself drift off to sleep. Though in the back of her mind, Stacey made sure that she commented about what he said to her. She didn't want to let this guy go anytime soon. He was bring out the good in her, and felt that if she ever lost contact with him, she would go back to her old ways. Stacey liked this new side of her, and wanted it to say forever. **** 2 Hours Later **** Stacey slowly work up, and blinked a few times, noticing that wherever she was, it was semi-dark. Looking around, though still laying down, Stacey soon remembered where she was. She was in Brendan Harris' house, and in one of his bedrooms. When she rolled over, Brendan was not there. Stacey wondered if maybe he had just left her be alone after she was sound asleep, and had moved to another room. Stacey slowly rose from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and then got up, making her way out of the room. She looked down at the borrowed clothes that Brendan had lent her, and nothing seemed to have come over, which was good. The hair tie had in fact did the trick, holding up the boxer for her. If they had fallen down at any time, Brendan would have caught an eyeful. She slowly made her way down the stairs, being quiet, just in case she did wake up a sleeping Brendan. Once down the stairs, she turned and looked in the living area. Nope, no Brendan. But she did spot the big screen tv in the corner. Thinking that she couldn't possibly go back to sleep, as it seemed to be morning, Stacey decided to turn on the tv, and see what was on. Flicking through channels, she came across an old movie. She laid down on the sofa, and began to watch. Not realising it, she soon drifted off to sleep again.
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