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Brian:

"Nothing love. Do you want to borrow some of my clothes? Your sopping wet." I teased. Although she looked sexy with water dripping off her body...I shook my head to clear the image. I didn't want to mess this up. I sighed. "I'm going to change and get into something warm. hot chocolate sound good?"

(Chelsea Luna)

I wanted to kiss that smirkish smile off of his face, he was too hot.

"Sounds great, but I doubt you'll have anything that fits me." I smiled. "I'll just huddle under a blanket. Thanks you." I kissed his cheek as he got up to make the hot chocolate, we talked while he was in the kitchen.

"So is Marc you're only brother?" He asked.

"Um... Yeah, well he is now." I looked at my toes when he asked.

"Well what happened?" He asked.

"Marc had a twin, his name was Jake. Jake and Marc both signed up for the marines but Jake got killed during a base attack two years ago. And then we lost our little brother Zac... but that was all my fault." I said my voice growing weak.

Brian:

I stopped what I wasw doing and engulfed her in my arms, holding her against my warm body. I led her to the couch and pulled her back to me, stroking her hair. "What happened?" I asked softly.

(Chelsea Luna)

I let him hold me, our clothes molding to our bodies.

"It was last Christmas, ah I was so drunk and angry, because I was still dealing with the drugs I'd been on them-because I'd been raped and no one cared and I never told anyone and then My dad had just died too, my step-mom was the only one around, she loved me though but I never told her about the rape of the drugs. I was reaching for my cell phone while I was backing up an down the drive-way, I wasn't looking. Zac was playing basket-ball and I hit him. Marc's still angry with me, my step-mom still hasn't fogave me. I haven't forgiven myself. This is the first month that Marc has actually talked to me." I sat remember when I had killed Zac, but it was all just an accident. I didn't, couldn't cry. I felt heartless but the truth was, I'd already used every tear....

Brian:

I sighed and kissed her passionately, whispering in her hear sweet nothings, trying to not make her so sad. I didnzt know what to say. I loved her. I didn't care...but I knew it hurt her, and for that reason, I was hurt. I kissed her lips passionately. "I love you, Chels. You are ALWAYS welcome here." I said softly, loving the feel of her in my arms.

(Chelsea Luna)

I let him hold me and kiss me, it was the only thing I lived for. I'd been through so much crap in my life.

"I feel selfish, I lose Jake, I kill Zac. I won't, I can't cry for them but yet I can cry when I remember the drugs and how hooked I was on them and remember the way I was... raped." I looked down at my white knuckles, I was clenching my fists.

Brian:

I paled and growled. "Is the guy still alive?" I asked menacingly. I sighed and forced myself to relax. I kissed her passionately. "If it hurts, please don't think about it." I whispered in a calming voice or what I hoped was a calming voice. I wanted to put her at ease. I wanted to see that smile she had had on earlier...the one just for me. Now I was the one being selfish. I growled inwardly and kissed her neck softly, sucking on it a little, trying to help her relax and forget.

(Chelsea Luna)

"I just want to think about you." I said, trying to smile again, he started kissing my neck, I giggled, I fell backwards and then he pinned me down his face inches from mine, he was about to kiss me again when I said,

"Waters boiling." I giggled.

"You couldn't let me enjoy that for one second could you?" He growled

"Nope." I grinned.

"Fine, I'll just take you with me." He pulled me up and snaked his arms around my waist pulling me back towards the kitchen.

Brian:

I smiled and gave her a cup of hot chocolate. "Do you like marshmellows in them?"

She shook her head. "Not really."

I grinned evilly and grabbed a marshmellow. "You sure about that?"

She nodded. I popped a marshmellow in my mouth and pulled her to me, pressing her body against mine and kissing her, sticking my tongue gently into her, and with it, the marshmellow. "Are you sure you don't want any marshmellows?" I asked, smirking.

Sybyla

"Bu-I-you." I sighed, I knew this was going to hurt like hell. "I'm sorry for kissing you though."

Ouch. I didn't think it was going to hurt that much. But it did.

He seemed shocked and through the rain I was sure he could see my tears.

(Chelsea Luna)

I felt his tongue plunge into my mouth with the marshmellow. I pulled back.

"I said I didn't like marshmellows in my drinks, I never said I never liked them at all." I laughed.

"Oh really?" He laughed.

It was nice that he could make me feel better when no one else could. I loved the way he made me feel.

(Marc Luna)

She was protecting herself so when I left she wouldn't get hurt.

"I love you Sybyla." thw words were out before I could think, I saw tears stream down her face she shook her head, denying it, denying me.

"I can't. I'm just going to go." She said turning, but I held her in place.

"No, you're not. You're not getting away that easily. I'm in love with you. I've tried to find someone like you my whole life, ever since my brothers died, I never thought I'd be happy again. You make me happy Sybyla you give me a reason to live do understand? Are you listening? If you walk away I'll always come back for you. I don't creepy way either. I'm in love with you. Call me crazy but it's true."

Sybyla started to cry, she smashed her lips against mine.

Kaleb:

Kaleb ran a hand through his hair. "Ornery as ever." Kaleb frowned, "I don't blame him though, the stupid doctors put him in a nursing home after his stroke." He said smiling at the little girl's eyes got bigger when a group of kids came in a women towing them around. "They don't think he'll live much longer, so I've been trying to get him back out to the ranch, which is doing just as well as ever. Built a vistor's house for when you decided to come home. I'm sure we can fix up a nice little room for Myla here."

Laykin

Lake rolled her eyes a little "Come on Kay, you know how I feel about the city."

It was the truth, she had spent nearly her entire life in the city and she loved how face-paced it was. Their parents had split when Lake was only two years old. She and her mother lived in a one bedroom apartment until Lake went to college, though she never finished. Laykin spent one year at NYU, during which she had found the job at the NPO and decided she would forgo the next three years getting a degree she would not need and wasting money she did not have. Lake moved back home, but not for very long--then she got her own apartment a block from her mothers.

"I could never leave this place."

Myla cooed and drooled a bit as the children surrounded the counter, shouting requests.

Kaleb:

Kaleb smiled. "I can try, right?" He laughed, "You at least have to bring that pretty little girl to ride at least once before you send her on home." He said smiling. "Don't worry, she won't get hurt." He said before she could argue about the danger. He looked up towards the menu wondering if there was anything on there the little girl might like. He wasn't about to tell anyone, but he had a soft spot for kids, a very soft spot.

Rosalie~

I smiled under his lips and leaned back against the couch. He wrapped his arms around me and twirled my hair around his fingers.
This felt right and good. I hadn't been in a relationship for a while.
I wondered if he thought this would lead to a relationship or just a one-night stand. I hoped he didn't. I wanted to get to know him; he seemed like a sweet guy.
I opened my eyes to see his staring back at me.