Okay, I need to say this now, before the results are in for Sheriff.
For all of you who know some guy by the name of Deadboy, Angelcakes, Angelus, Angelkins or Angel in general...
I AM NOT HIM!
I suppose the resemblance is uncanny, but know this now, if I am walking around in the daylight; that's a first hint that I am NOT a vampire, got it?
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Not too loud, though. 'Cause that's just annoying. [Grin!]
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Wait...
...what's a fangirl?
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Maybe I'll just grab hold of you in a super-possessive grip and glare menacingly at the other fangirls? Hah, I like that idea.
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...oh. Well, as long as you're fangirling, is that even a word?, for me, then it's fine.
I like that idea, too. More sophisticated and fitting for a mature woman like you.
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Unfortunately, yes, fangirling is a word.
[Smiles at the compliment--then frowns.] Wait, mature? Just how 'mature' do you think I am? I am NOT mature!
...as I've obviously just proven by stamping my foot. I'm mature. I'm just not old. [But obviously she's very defensive about it. Tread lightly, Seeley.]
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It is? Scary.
[Just laughs and smiles.] Mature in the sense of not fangirling at every hot guy there is? [He really wasn't sure where he was going with this now, only because he was too busy laughing at the adorable foot stomping.]
You're not old. I'm older than you, so really, you'll be the one helping me up and out of chairs when we're old and gray. [And YES! He just said hat and went there. It came straight from the heart and without filtering, so it was just another show of how much he was head over heels for her.]
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[Okay, color her embarrassed. But...he didn't seem to be laughing at her, so she smiled in pleasure at the sound of his laugh. It was touchable, and alive, like chocolate melting in her mouth. Boy, did she have it bad if she was comparing his laugh to chocolate.]
[She's drawn to that sentence, but not quite for the reason you might think. He thought about them getting old together? She had someone to get old with. She was gonna get old. She was going to live long enough to have gray hair, or maybe white, and have wrinkles, and wear ugly grandma clothes. It sounded fabulous.] Sounds like a plan. [Yeah, she went there, too.]
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[Another laugh and firm nod, taking the phone from his breast pocket, he offered it over to her.] Instant dictionary. [He said proudly.] You don't have a Blackberry or an iPhohne? [Why did that actually surprise him? She seemed savvy enough to own one, so why not?]
[She didn't freak on him! She actually said it was a plan. A plan to get old and gray and he couldn't be anymore happy. Maybe the pieces of his life were finally starting to click into place and reveal that it revolved around the beautiful blonde before him?] With lots of grandchildren.
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[Her face lost the smile and she did nothing but blink for several seconds. Oh. Grandkids? Okay, she'd thought grandma clothes, but not that she'd actually be a grandma in them.] Grandchildren? Like... ours?
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