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Started December 13, 2018 by Deleted user

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M grinned a little and nodded, handing over a scarf. “You’re welcome. I didn't know you wore scarves.”

“Sometimes. I used to a lot more than I do now,” Alison said as she moved to hang the scarf up in the closet. “I actually liked this scarf… I don’t remember the last time I wore it…”

“Really?” M asked softly, leaning forward to look at it. “I haven’t seen you wear it before.”

“Well… You haven’t really been home in a while,” Alison reminded him gently.

M blinked and looked down at his lap. “Right. I haven’t.”

Alison smiled at him and patted his knee gently. “It’s okay, dear…”

M sighed softly and took her hand in his. “I’ll try to be here as much as I can.”

“Okay… Thank you, love,” Alison murmured, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

M smiled a little and nodded. “You're welcome. Sorry again. It's unfair.”

Alison smiled at him a bit. “Don’t beat yourself up over it. Things are going to get better now.”

Graci laughed softly, charmingly, as she turned them down the path. She was living in a penthouse up in a very fine hotel, courtesy of her God companions. The mortal would find it hard to walk away from someone like her.

Jericho followed, knowing full well that he was not going to be able to resist her when they got upstairs. Morals be damned. but he was still going to try. Right? Right. Especially if she was a goddess. Damn, I should probably just ask at this point…
"How long are you in town for?" He asked instead, chickening out.

M sighed softly and nodded. “Right. Better.” He handed her another shirt.

Graci laughed a soft, tinkly laugh. “I’m here for three weeks. Or longer, depending on how long you want me to.”

Alison gave him a small smile and kissed his forehead before taking the shirt. “I love you, Metaphorical.”

M blinked up at her a couple times. “I love you too, Alison. Why do you insist on using my full name?”

“Because it has more meaning that way. At least, I feel like it does,” Alison said with a small shrug, her cheeks turning pink. “I don’t know…”

M grinned faintly. “I get it. It’s nice, I was just curious.”

Alison returned the grin with a small smile, sitting down beside him. She rested her chin in his shoulder, to the best of her ability, at least. “We should snuggle when we’re done with the laundry.”

(Shoop)

M grinned faintly and nodded, gently setting a hand on her hair, stroking it. Her hair was so soft…
“Sounds good, Alison. We have a few clothes left to put away, though.”

“Hm… I know… But now I’m comfortable,” Alison chuckled. She pulled away reluctantly, grabbing a shirt to put away.

M smiled warmly and gently kissed her cheek. “We’re almost done. There’s just a pair of pants and a shirt.”

Julie made the kiss last and pulled away when she was completely out of breath. She smiled at him. "You're such a dork. I love you."

((Emi-boo? Your go))

Alison hummed in response, kissing his cheek back before she stood. She tucked the shirt away in its proper place, then walked back to M for the next piece of clothing.

Graci laughed a soft, tinkly laugh. “I’m here for three weeks. Or longer, depending on how long you want me to.”

Jericho wasn't sure how to respond. She certainly wasn't making it easy to resist her. Should he go back to his playboy ways for a single night? He was tempted, especially as his gazed followed a particularly graceful curve of her body. Fucking, hell.

Zackary glared up at his lover with a huff. “I am not a nerd. I love you too.”

M held up the folded pants, smiling faintly. “Then there’s just another scarf.”

Graci laughed her laugh again, looking over her shoulder at him. Her eyes twinkled in the setting sun.
“You look… impressed.”