Re: Diablo, Competition with the Enemy. (About a rescued horse)

[Spritz]

I look around the house. "We could go for a walk?" I say, fingering the new maternity clothes Lisa had given me. At least I wouldnt feel conspicuous, though my pregnant belly was hard to miss.

[Guest]

Jordan smiled and held his arm out for her. "Sure, let's go on a walk. That'd be nice." Jordan looked to the front door quietly, and waited for Allie to take his arm so they could get on with their walk.

[Spritz]

With a smile, I take his arm and walk out the door, side by side with him. I remembered how we had met, and blushed. That embarrasing moment, I would never live down.
(sooory so short!!!)

[Guest]

Jordan smiled and looked at her before taking her outside and down the street, walking her beside a small little creek. "I want to show you somewhere." He smiled and paced towards a large willow tree with dangling leaves that sat right in front of the sunset, casting beautifull shadows and colors across the grassy ground. "I used to come here with my old girl friend all the time and watch the sunset with her." Jordan said, a pang in his heart. "That was before she moved to Ohio."

[Spritz]

"Ohh.. I'm sorry." I say, but it seemed a little awkward for him to be mentioning his girlfriend. "Do you still talk to her?" I dare to ask, my heart pounding a bit. I almost wanted him to say no, but also, yes. I was so confused. I bend down and pick a flower, twirling it in my fingers.

[Guest]

Jordan was a bit surprised by her question, and looked up, chuckling slightly. He could tell she was hoping he'd say no. "No," he said truthfully. "She.... she, um... she found another." Jordan looked at the flower in Allie's hands, and picked a different, prettier one, and put it in her hair, smiling gently. When they reached the roots of the tree, Jordan helped her sit down, and sat down himself, resting his arms on his knees.

[Spritz]

As he puts the flower in my hair, I blush slightly. He helps me sit down, and I rest my hands on my stomach, quiet. I think about kyle, and was almost grateful. He had helped me meet Jordan.

[Guest]

[ brb ]

[Spritz]

(ok?)

[Guest]

Jordan smiled and looked at her, questioning her queitly. "Who....Who's the father of the baby?" Jordan looked at her and then added quickly, "You don't have to answer. I don't want to push you too hard. You... don't have to answer." He was suddenly very ashamed. "I'm sorry I even asked. I shouldn't have." He stuttered slightly.

[Spritz]

"Diablos owner." I say, thinking about the wreched man. "Twice." I add, hating the words. My hand falls onto the grass and lands on his, and I pull away softly. "Sorry."

[Guest]

Jordan frowned when she answered. "You... you didn't have to tell me." He frowned and watched her drop her hand, and watched her pull away. He quietly picked her hand back up and rubbed his thumb comfortably ran over the top of it. "I'm so sorry he did that to you..." He confessed.

[Spritz]

"Sometimes, you just need to tell someone, you know?" I say, and feel his hand on mine. I dont pull away, but I smile, my long dark hair falling in front of my face, my bright green eyes staring at him with... I dont know what it was.

[Guest]

Jordan nodded. "Yes, I understand what you mean." Something was urging Jordan to kiss her, if only for reassurance. Instead of on the lips, which his own cried for, he leaned over and kissed her cheek gently. "It's all right. My mum will take good care of you. This'll be her second child." Jordan sighed quietly.

[Spritz]

I feel his lips on my cheek, and tilt my head, my lips finding his softly. I tentativly pull away, my eyes sparkling and a slight, nervous smile on my lips.

[Guest]

Jordan's eyes flew open when he felt her soft lips against his. When they both pulled back, Jordan couldn't resist but put his hand by her ear and putting the hair behind it before pressing his lips against hers again, closing his eyes gently.

[Spritz]

As I feel his hand on my head, I raise my hand and clasp his, my other arm looping around his neck, my hand slightly trailing through his hair. My belly presses against him as I lean forward, and I pull away, embarrased.

(You're good at playing guys)

[Guest]

[ really? xD thanks ]

Jordan was a bit reluctant to let her pull away, but smiled, realizing why she had. Suddenly, he gasped a bit and said, "Don't you have a mum? Shouldn't we get you back to her? I'm sorry i didn't ask you earlier. I was being careless..." He smiled and resisted the urge to kiss her again.

[Spritz]

I stop. "I- I dont want to go back. I dont want to face her." I say, feeling an urge to hold him again, to continue the kiss we had shared. I waited for him to respond, my dark brown hair falling into my eyes again as I blush.

[Guest]

Jordan frowned slightly and hugged Allie, pulling her close to him. "I'm sorry." He whispered, and pulled back to press his lips against hers, then pulled back. "My mum and I will take care of you, then, for as long as time allows it."

[Spritz]

In response, I wrap my arms around his neck, and press my lips against his, the warm sensation tingling over me from head to toe, through every vein in my body.
(Srry it took so long, had to put the kids to sleep)

[Guest]

Something told Jordan he shouldn't be doing this. She was at least a year younger than him, and pregnant. But the kisses they shared felt so right, it was hard to deny the chemistry. Jordan sighed slightly and pulled back, looking into her eyes. "We shouldn't..." he commented. "...shouldn't get involved with each other." He turned his head away from her. "I'm sorry."

[ it's okay. and kids? what do you mean? ]

[Spritz]

(siblings)
I pull away, hurt. "Why? Why not?" I ask, taking my hand back and placing it in my lap keeping away from him. My bright green eyes stare into his, hurt and questioning.

[Guest]

Jordan saw the hurt in her eyes and it hurt him. He sighed slightly and watched her with longing eyes. "I...I'm a guy, Allie. I don't want to get involved and then hurt you." He whispered softly, dropping his eyes to the ground between his knees.

[Spritz]

"Isnt that what they all say. And then they just end up hurting you more." I say crossly, crossing my arms over my protruding belly. The baby kicked,as if in agreement.

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