TheClosetKidnapper

Jag I study her, "What would happen?"

Jag I open my eyes and match her smirk, wondering what she's thinking.

Jag I smile wider and look down at her.

Jag I smile and close my eyes, "It's true, and hm... what should we do in those fifteen minutes then?"

Chance I stop her and deal with it myself, not wanting her to do anything she doesn't have to.

Chance I dress into acceptable jeans with a white button up and kiss her quickly, smiling and taking her hand, "Lead the way?"

Jag I smile and kiss her back, "You look better, I assure you."

Jag I flash a smile and watch her as she does, wrapping my arms around her once she's done.

Chance I smile and kiss her cheek in return, "If you want, sure."

Jag I fix my hair and wash my face before changing, stepping out of the bathroom afterwards for approval.

Jag I nod back and stand, getting out the tux and walking in the bathroom to change.

Jag I chuckle and shake my head, "Nothing... should I get ready now?"

Chance I nod and smile, "It was."

Jag I smile back and rub my eyes, "No dream then. Pity. There was ice cream involved.."

Jag I jump and fall off the side of the bed, scrambling to get back on only to find Emma standing by the bathroom door with a smirk. Playfully glaring ...