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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 11:12:50 GMT 1
Christian shrugged his hand off of his shoulder, feeling like a right ass for not being able to come up with anything better. He stood back up, absently brushing down the front of his shirt as he tried to regain some of his composure and make up for being himself. "Brooke needs another parent.." He mumbled. That was good right? Or maybe that was a bit too much? He stared down at his feet nervously.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 11:17:15 GMT 1
Aidan's face fell when Christian shrugged his hand off of his shoulder. Hewrapped it back around Brooke. What did Chris just say? Another parent? Oh...the realization hit Aidan. "Yes...I understand...you're right. I mean, you 'd rather date someone more reliable...a girl I guess... someone who could be her parent" not a mess like me
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 11:23:46 GMT 1
Christian groaned, mentally smacking himself for not putting it into better terms. That wasn't what he had meant at all. Why in the hell would he say don't go and then suggest to see other people? Aidan really did need to work on his issues. "No you idiot. I'm talking about you being her other parent.." He rolled his eyes, reaching out for his daughter a second time and receiving yet another smack.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 11:29:41 GMT 1
"What?" Aidan asked with a very stupid look on his face. Christian wanted him to be Brooke's other parent? HE looked down at the girl just to see her smack her father's hand again. She seemed to enjoy being in Aidan's arms. Maybe it did make sense...somehow. He took a step closer, close enough to hold Brooke between them. "You mean it?"
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 11:37:37 GMT 1
Christian nodded. It was a lot easier to do that than to stand there and make a fool of himself as he tried to come out with the right words. Why not? She seemed to love being in Aidan's presence and Chris was having a hard time doing all of this on his own. Or was that too much to ask for when he couldn't even tell him a simple I love you? Then again he should have thought about his troubles before he took her away from her mother. "I think you should ask her what she wants.." He replied, brushing his thumb across her cheek as Aidan stepped closer.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 11:41:48 GMT 1
Aidan found it a very good idea. He nodded and looked back at Brooke. "What do you think about it Princess? Would you like that?" He asked hoping she understod Christian's words and he wouldn't have to repeat it. He was afraid his voice would break when saying that. He could feel his cheeks turn pink already
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 11:50:03 GMT 1
Brooklyn looked up at him confused as he addressed her. She was only an infant, she didn't understand over half of everything people said to her. She looked over at her father and then back at Aidan and reached up to pinch his pink cheeks, giggling. "My Dan!" She had a limited vocabulary but it was obvious that she liked him.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 11:54:04 GMT 1
Aidan chuckled at that. And then he laughed. He actually laughed happily. "I think she likes me" HE said looking back at Christian. "That means you're stuck with me" For some reason his good mood was back. He wrapped one arm around Christian and pulled him close kissing his cheek.
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 13:15:57 GMT 1
"You think?" Christian laughed, brushing a few stray strands of her hair back behind her ear. "Brooklyn Mackenzie Tait-Kinney, I think I like how that sounds.." Ok so maybe he liked it a lot but he was getting far too ahead of himself. They had nearly broken up like two minutes beforehand. What if he were disappointed again?
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 14:42:07 GMT 1
Tait-Kinney. Aidan's heart fluttered in his chest. He loved how it sounded. He lifted Christian's chin up and leaned to kiss him. A soft and sweet kiss to those plumpy lips he loved so much. "I think someone mentioned ice cream" HE murmured
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 20:56:59 GMT 1
Christian kissed him back, one of his hands finding its way to the back pocket of Aidan's jeans to tug him closer. He gave a little squeeze. They had reached that point hadn't they? The one that Chris was deathly afraid of. Aidan had already popped out an I love you and he was practically forcing his only child into the others life. "I think so too"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 21:05:37 GMT 1
Aidan didn't mind that at all. He smiled widely when he felt Christian's hand squeezing his bottom through his pants. "In that case I think we should go where we could find some" He murmured kissing Christian again. Actually if Brooke wasn't here he'd happily do some naughty things to Christian
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 21:18:19 GMT 1
Christian could easily find something to distract Brooke for him to do just that. He was in the mood to be having naughty things done to him. Ice cream could possibly do the trick. "Actually I think you should go find some place to get some. This is your punishment after all.." He took Brooklyn from his arms, much to her displeasure, and held both of her hands as he walked her over to a large tree where he made himself comfortable underneath it. "Hurry back precious"
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Post by Aidan Kinney on Apr 25, 2008 21:23:16 GMT 1
Precious. Aidan practically giggled blushing. He waved and turned around running down the street. There was one place he knew of. They had very good ice cream. For a moment he was tempted to go to one other place and buy a supply Christian got rid of but he changed his mind. He wanted to stop, quit it for Christian. He had no reasons to numb himself now. So instead he walked to his favorite coffee shop and got ice cream for all three of them then ran back quickly so they wouldn't melt
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Post by Christian Tait on Apr 25, 2008 21:36:56 GMT 1
Christian found that he had actually started to miss him during the time that it took Aidan to run to the store and back. This was a new feeling for him, he had missed people before but not like this. He rested the back of his bruised head on the bark of the tree, biting his bottom lip as he watched Brooke chew on a flower that she found some feet away. Was that a dull ache that was forming his chest?
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