Anne Catherine Walker (
freshoffthefarm) wrote2011-02-10 07:48 pm
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Home?
Annie had resisted the overwhelming urge to spend the next week at Clay's apartment just in case he came home. As six days, then seven passed, she honestly thought she was going to come out of her skin if he didn't call her. Every night, she lay awake in her own bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering if, during that last week, something had gone horrendously wrong.
The night of the eighth day, Annie got ready for bed, throwing herself onto it in frustration, knowing that her dreams would be restless, if she even managed to fall asleep.
The night of the eighth day, Annie got ready for bed, throwing herself onto it in frustration, knowing that her dreams would be restless, if she even managed to fall asleep.
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Which meant of course, he would like to say thank you but it was up to Annie whether or not she would like to join him.
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Annie paused at the stoplight and then flipped a u-turn. "I couldn't remember their names so I gave them new ones. I think they were happy with the choices."
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"hi."
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She stood there as she looked at him and then shook her head, obviously realizing she'd forgotten something.
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Stepping forward, she threw her arms around his neck, practically tackling him. "I just wanted to be here."
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He kind of pulled her into his condo and closed the door, "Thank you for taking care of the fish."
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"They were perfectly behaved fish," she told him. "Better than children, I'm sure, though I'm never naming my kids Sal, Sam or Smokey."
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"Thank you. I think most people thought it sounded too pretentious."
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"No one would ever call you-" She very nearly snorted her laughter then. "Pretentious."
There were tears in her eyes from trying to stifle her laughter when she lifted her head and she didn't even feel bad about it. He had to know.
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"I'm sure everyone's called me pretentious."
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And she lost it all over again, snickering and giggling and not even trying to hide it.
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Cupping his face, she kissed him. "I love you so much, you make my heart hurt."
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He returned her kiss, and tucked some hair that fell into her face behind her ear.
Clay also wasn't sure if he wanted to know what Annie thought was unique.
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"Did you have a good day?"
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Moving to the fishtank, she gave her friends a smile. "Isn't that right, Sam? Hmm, Smokey? Miss me, Sal?" Giving Webb a smirk over her shoulder, she winked, then stood. "Hungry?"
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