NOTE: Claire is its_notluck and is used without permission, but great love. Felicia Callahan is mamma_callahan and mine to use & abuse.

“I'm far more impressed with nuances than I am with niceties. That’s how I fell in love with Cain.”

“I’m not sure I understand.”Feminine laughter reached Cain from his spot crouched behind the kitchen island, just under the spot where ( Read more... )

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We had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in each others eyes
We had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night

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NOTE: Backdated to about a year ago, ( Read more... )

NOTE: Dr. Eric Michaels is mine to use and abuse. girl_ofsecrets is mentioned with permission and love. Follows this piece.

“You’re not supposed to have that, you’re not on this case.”Cain turned away from the lightboard in the X-ray viewing room, where his daughter’s ultrasound hung. “Gonna take it from me ( Read more... )

Unafraid, unashamed
There is joy to be claimed in this world

You even might wind up
Being glad to be youHe was almost ashamed to admit that he knew it when she fucked him ( Read more... )

On the kitchen counter, where Cain knows she'll find it, is a computer printout of a receipt for this bellydancing costume with a note scrawled at the bottom in Cain's handwriting...

Fit for an Arabian queen. I better get to see you dance a lot.

Love you,
-C.

[Just want it on record: I'm the only one that gets to call Claire CC. Why? 'Cause I'm the first one that thought of it. So suck on that, motherfuckers.]

He was trying to remember when he'd felt this good...and there was nothing ( Read more... )

"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. ( Read more... )

Well, she was right: he had asked for it ( Read more... )