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Two Person RP: P.Q. and Lacey
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Sep 03, 2010 06:53PM
"I was hoping you'd suggest the lake house. It's out of the way....and very private," he growled wickedly as he nuzzled the soft spot at the base of her neck. "Well, I guess we better get you home...while your reputation is still in tact."
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The entire ride Becca kept her eyes on Brad, never failing to look elsewhere. It wasn't until Brad cleared his throat that she realized she was already home. Brad came over and opened her door for her, Becca smiled as he took her hand and helped her out of the car and to her front door.
"Thanks for tonight Brad, it was...magical," Becca replied slightly swooning from the memory. Becca reached up on her tipytoes and gave Brad a quick kiss on the lips before unlocking her door and walking in, giving a small wave goodbye to him before locking the door and heading upstairs for bed.
Her parents were already asleep so Becca just changed into her PJ's and slipped into bed. She nuzzeled herself into a comfortable spot before falling asleep thinking of Brad and what their future held for them.
The morning of their wedding day was upon them. Brad picked Becca up at her house just like any other school day, except for the fact that his hands were shaking and he couldn't stop grinning. When she climbed into the truck wearing a pair of black stretchy pants and a white button down men's shirt, her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail, no make-up, all he could think was how radiant she looked. His heart swelled with pride. She was going to be his wife! He couldn't believe it. How was he going to get through school today? Maybe he didn't have to...
Catching Becca around the waist, he pulled her into his lap, holding her body tight. "Oh Baby, you look good enough to eat....and I haven't had breakfast today." He started nibbling on her neck.
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"Can't you wait just a little bit longer? I must ask no more kissing till the wedding."
They drove to the school, the trees blurring into a giant mass of greens and yellows. Becca smiled.
They arrived at school 15 minutets early. Becca gathered her bag and got out of the truck feeling as jittery as a jitter bug. Becca smoothed down her shirt and tightened her ponytail, this was going to be a long school day. How was she supposed to focus in class when all she had on her mind was Brad and how they were getting married after school? Becca went over to Brad and took his hand in hers and together they started walking towards the school.
Suddenly, Brad stopped. Pulling Becca back into his embrace, he nuzzled her neck. "You know, we could skip school and go straight to the courthouse."
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"You know, I think that would be better because if you feel like I do right now, I don't think I'd outlast the school day and it would be completly useless because there's no way I'd concentrate on anything other than you."
Brad smiled and led them back to his truck, she could feel his hand trembling slightly in hers. Becca could do nothing more as he opened her door for her, lifted her up and buckled her in and shut the door swiftly behind him as he got in on the drivers side.
"So off to our wedding then?" Becca asked turning her head to look at Brad.
"Yeah, off to get hitched." He flashed her that one dimple grin and arched his eyebrows. "Then my favorite part...the Honeymoon."He looked over at the huge tote bag at the bottom of her feet. "So....what's in the bag? Looks like half your wardrobe." He went to reach for the bag, messing with her, and took his eyes off the road. The truck suddenly swerved into the opposite lane. Becca screamed. Brad jerked back up and grabbed the wheel, struggling for control and barely missing the oncoming vehicle. He pulled over on the shoulder of the road and skidded to a stop. All he could think about was protecting Becca and what an idiot he was for putting her in danger. "Oh my God Baby, are you okay? I'm so sorry! How could I be so stupid?"
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But Brad wasn't finished beating himself up. "God, if anything had happened to either you or the baby..."he reached his hand over and placed it lovingly on her small bump of a belly. "Sorry little guy. You'll find out, even daddies can be stupid now and then." He met Becca's eyes, his eyes welled up. "I love you. I don't believe I said it yet today." Leaning over, he placed a kiss on her cheek. "I promise to tell you at least once a day for the rest of our lives."
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She may be putting on a brave face for his sake, but Brad could tell the almost wreck affected her, perhaps more than even she knew. He saw the color drain from her cheeks and her lids droop. Reaching over, he touched her cheek and felt the warmth from the sun on her soft skin. when she gave him a small smile, he posed the question he was loathe to ask. "Are you sure this is what you want? I mean, are you sure you're up for it today? We could always post pone it....if you want." His voice was soft and gentle but his insides were clenched into a ball of dread. He secretly prayed she would get mad at him for even suggesting such a thing....
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Brad sighed audibly. "It's just that you look like you're exhausted. Did you get any sleep last night? Is the baby keeping you up?By the way, what else you got in that monster bag?"
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Five minutes later, Brad pulled into the parking lot at the courthouse. Turning the engine off, he paused, not wanting to disturb her. She looked so peaceful sitting there, her extra long lashes resting gently on her pale cheeks, the rise and fall of her chest barely visible beneath her tee shirt. She looked so frail, so vulnerable. It was hard to believe she had such a strong spirit. Brad wiped the moisture from his eyes before it turned into tears. What was wrong with him? He was so emotional lately. Maybe he was having sympathy pains for Becca.
It warmed his heart that they had become so in sync with one another.
After a couple more minutes, he sighed and gently shook her shoulder. "Hey Becca, we're here....it's time."
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"Oh, okay." Becca straightened her ponytail and shirt and turned to look at Brad.
"Alright I'm ready."
The two of them walked, side by side, hand in hand to the court house. They walked up to the front desk and announced what they wanted to do. The lady handed them a number and told them to take their seats. The two of them chose a love seat that laid against the window, Becca leaned her head on Brad's chest.
"I can't believe it's really happening. You and me, just think I'll no longer be Becca LaHaye." Becca smiled and nuzzeled her head deeper into his chest, savoring his colonge and the way his shirt felt against her cheek.
((Oh crap! I don't remember if we gave Brad a last name or not))"Yeah, seems like it has taken forever!" He leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of her head.
"Why don't you close your eyes and catch a nap. Looks like we're going to be here awhile."
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"Of course," Brad replied stroking her head and cooing her to sleep.
((Found it, it's Connor! Whew, took some reading but found it! LoL!))
((I'm so glad! I couldn't remember if I even gave him a last name. My memory is sooo bad!))Brad looked around the room and was surprised at the many different expressions on the people's faces. Some were looking at them with sweet smiles, understanding in their eyes. Some were looking at them with condemnation as their eyes lowered to Becca's small bump, announcing to the world that she was with child. Some just glanced at them nonchalantly then returned to their conversations. It boggled his mind that people could be so judgmental when they had absolutely no idea of the circumstances that had brought them here. They probably thought HE had knocked her up and HAD to marry her.
He knew in his heart that if there was no baby, they would most probably be sitting exactly where they were now.
He tightened his hold protectively, as though just his presence could somehow shield her from them.
Brushing his lips across her hair, taking in her wonderful smell, he whispered low, his voice intimate, "Forever, my love."
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Becca was sitting in one chair, Brad in the other, waiting patiently for the pastor to arrive. They had to fill out tedious paperwork and answer questions but finally they got to the part where they would become one. Becca looked over at Brad nervously but with full love. She knew she was doing the right thing, her gut and heart told her that but doesn't every bride become nervous on their wedding day? Just then the pastor walked in and stood behind the desk they were sat at. He looked at both of them, one at a time before asking, "Are you ready?" Becca replied, "Yes." and then looked over at Brad.
((Hey, I just dyed Roxy's hair jet black. It looks phenomonal))His eyes misting over, Brad smiled down at Becca. His heart swelled with pride and love as they recited the vows that would bond them to one another for the rest of their lives.
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After they were done with their vows and signing last minute paperwork the two of them walked to Brad's truck hand in hand.
They were driving to the lake house and Becca was looking over at Brad with pure joy, he was officially hers. She never knew how it felt to be bound to someone, it was something that just couldn't be explained in words. Becca took his one hand that wasn't on the wheel and held it in her hand while she laid her head back on the seat, closed her eyes and felt the sun's rays splash on her pale skin.
Brad glanced toward Becca, a huge grin on his face and noticed that she was sound asleep....again. His heart went out to her. She was pretty good at putting up a front, letting people think she was fine, when all the while it was all she could do to keep her eyes open. She was practically walking in her sleep, day in and day out.Does being pregnant make all women feel the way Becca felt?
He drove straight to the lake house.
Pulling up into the drive, he made a promise to her. He would make sure she wouldn't have to lift a finger the whole time they were here. He would become her personal slave.
An image of Becca reclining on the crisp Egyptian Cotton sheets of the master bedroom made his face flush and he cleared his throat nervously....
Jumping out of the truck, he quickly made his way to her door, opened it up and scooped her still limp body into his warm muscular arms.
Her eyelids fluttered as she looked up at him, smiling feebly....
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"Can you believe it? I'm now Mrs.Brad Connor. This whole thing is so surreal."
Becca subcounciously ran her fingertips up and down Brad's arm, savoring her surroundings and her beloved perched right beside her. Becca sighed and focused her eyes on the ceiling, how did she become so lucky?
Brad voiced what he'd been thinking all the way back from the courthouse."Uh Becca, If you're feeling too tired, we don't have to do anything." He looked at the finger that was traveling up and down his arm, reveling in the feel of it. "We have the rest of our lives to be together....you know, intimately. You may want to consummate our marriage, but I believe you need sleep more."
Tucking her close to him so she was resting her head against his chest, he continued. "Why don't we take care of what you NEED.....tomorrow we'll take care of what you WANT..."
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Brad reached out, gently placing his hand on her shoulder. "Becca honey, I want you so badly I can hardly see straight, but I want you to be completely rested." Leaning over he began to nuzzle her neck. "Mmmm, besides, you're going to need your strength."Pulling her over onto her back, Brad began showering her neck and upper chest with soft kisses.....
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The heat began to boil in Brad's blood. He growled low in his throat and pulled Becca close; so close even air couldn't pass between them.His desire for her was evident as he rolled onto his back, taking Becca with him until she was straddling his waist. "Oh God baby, you feel so good!" His lips blazed a trail of fire down her neck to the soft spot above her clavical while his hands moved her hips back and forth against him....
((Okay, you asked for it! LOL))
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((Uh-oh!! LoL! Bring it on!))
Brad went to work on the buttons of her shirt, his lips replacing his fingers as the material slipped away from her pale soft skin until she was exposed to his hot gaze. Sucking in his breath, Brad couldn't believe he was lucky enough to gaze upon her beauty.
"Becca my love, you're driving me crazy!"
By this time she had unbuttoned all his buttons so he stripped off his shirt and let it float to the bamboo floor where her shirt soon followed.
Both of them topless, they began to explore each others' upper body, touching every inch of skin, taking their time as they reveled in their love...
((As you wish! LOL))
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Scooting up to the head of the bed for support, Brad sat up with Becca still straddling his torso.His fingers gently ran along the top of her waistband until they dipped just inside the elastic.
His eyes asked the question his lips were unable to utter, 'Are you sure you don't want to wait?'
She met his gaze and answered him aloud, "Yes, I've been waiting for this night my entire life. Love me Brad......show me how much you love me," as she brought her mouth down on his, claiming him but at the same time, completely surrendering herself completely.
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Brad lovingly pulled her into the safe cradle of his embrace. He felt a fierce protectiveness flow over him and allowed himself to think, 'what if?' What if somehow Chris was released or escaped and tried to hurt Becca again? What if he managed to kidnap her and flee the state?
He knew with all his heart and soul that it would be the greatest mistake Chris could ever make. Brad would kill him.
Before Becca, though he was on the football team and had to bust a few heads now and then, Brad never savored the thought of taking another person's life. But now, the answer came to him as easily as remembering his own name. He felt no twinge of guilt at killing Chris. In fact, he knew for certain it would solve all their problems.
"Don't worry my love, my wife, I'll never let that Son of a Bitch ever hurt you again. I swear it!!" he roughly whispered, his emotions so strong he thought he would burst trying to contain them.
He looked down into her peaceful face and she suddenly smiled in her sleep, just a small satisfied smirk, like the cat that ate the canary.
He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes, happy and contented for the very first time in his entire life.
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She got out some vegetables and started making omelettes and then moved on to making coffee and a few biscuits. After finishing with the whole spread of food, she set up a table with coffee and orange juice and went to go wake Brad up.
She went over to his side and started shaking him gently awake, waiting from him to awaken, to see those piercing green eyes.
When Brad opened his eyes and saw the vision in front of him, he grinned. "Good Morning beautiful," he said as his arm snaked out and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her down onto the bed and on top of him. He rolled over and had her pinned beneath him.
It was a good thing she'd placed the breakfast tray on a side table or they'd be covered in food.
"Mmmm, something smells delicious," he growled playfully as he licked the nape of her neck. "and tastes sublime."
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"But I must agree with you, something else smells bovine." Becca replied back, licking Brad on the nose and pulling him down closer to her.
Slapping her backside, he rolled into a sitting position, bringing her up to sit on his lap. "Well, let me see what you've made," he said as he leaned over and removed the lid.
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"I'm sorry, I can fix something else..."
"Are you kidding? This looks delicious!" he exclaimed as he plucked up a piece of buttered toast and took a huge bite, a speck of butter trailing down his chin."Mmmm," he mumbled as he stuffed the rest into his mouth. when he went to suck the buttery goodness off his fingers, Becca grabbed his hand and began to suck his fingers.....
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"Becca! Becca honey, wake up!" Brad shook her hard enough to make her teeth rattle. When she opened her eyes, he could tell she was still asleep as she clawed and screamed for him to let her go.Feeling totally helpless, he wrapped her in his arms and hugged her tightly, keeping her from harming both him and possibly herself as well. "Shhh, baby, it's alright. I'm here, I'm here. Shhhh," he conjoled her, speaking very softly in low tones.
When he finally got her calmed down, he gazed into her pale blue eyes, wide with confusion.
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"There there," Brad cooed as he stroked her hair and held her close. "You just had a bad dream. It's over now. Chris is behind bars and he will be there for a very long time.We don't have to even think about him anymore. I promise you that for every bad memory of Chris, I'll replace it with two happy memories. Soon, you won't even remember who he was."
Brad took her in his arms and proceeded to get started on keeping his promise....
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Brad watched her from the deck. She looked so ethereal out there, the sunlight catching her hair as it whipped around her. He wanted so badly to go to her, take her in his arms, protect her from whatever was making her feel so sad. But he knew in his heart that she needed time....and he was going to give it to her.Sighing, he turned and walked back inside to pack. Their time was almost up and he wasn't looking forward to going back and telling their parents they had eloped.
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"Who's parent's are we going to tell first? What are we going to say?"
((Hey, are you good a translating poetry? I know your fantastic at writing and I'm having a problem understanding a certain stanza for a poem I'm using for my class.))
((Poetry is definitely not my strong point but I love a good puzzle so I'd love to give it a shot.))Brad laughed a big belly laugh and pulled her to him. "Is that what you were worried about this morning? We're adults; we're MARRIED adults. What could they possibly say? If they give us a hard time we'll tell them that we'll have a real wedding after the baby is born but that we didn't want our baby to be born without his father's name. How's that?"
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Brad put all their bags in the truck and then came to lead Becca into her seat and buckled her up. He gave her a smile, closed the door and took his seat on the drivers side. Becca took Brad's hand in hers and together they drove off to tell their parents, but the whole time Becca was feeling rather nervous.
((I'll send the stanza to you later then.))
