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Bad Conduct WIPHer presence in his apartment was painfully awkward for Adrian; this much was obvious. Though he was still berating himself for his less than gentlemanly conduct the week before, Becca didn't seem too ruffled by it; on the contrary, he noticed that her 'solace-seeking' visits to his place were becoming somewhat of a habit. Though, despite her frequent visits, this was the first time she had been bold enough to ask permission to spend the night. Why he said yes, he'd never know.Bad Conduct WIP in Scraps
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He could hear the annoying whistle of the shower coming from the bathroom, where she was; washing up, and putting on the clothes he'd loaned her to sleep in for the night. While the noisy shower wasn't quite enough to drown out the radio, his train of thought finished the job rather easily. What in the hell had he gotten himself into?
Despite the fact that he'd apologized for his misconduct numerous times, and though she reassured him that it was okay, he still felt uneasy when she was near; what ever had posses
Captain Skidmark WIPAny semblance of comfort fled her at the sight of the familiar man. Becca's stature grew meek; she suddenly seemed frail, and afraid to move. Yet she couldn't take her eyes off him; just the sight of him evoked so many feelings and emotions. The memories of the pain and chaos he'd caused surged through her in an instant, and it sent an involuntary shiver up her spine. Oh, the things she wanted to do to the man! Hatred, anger, and sorrow all swelled within her at once, and tears began to sting her eyes. The shift in motion beside her did little to avert her attention. Obviously, Adrian had returned to his seat next to her. She could feel his intense eyes hone in on her; she knew he'd picked up on her turmoil immediately. It was like some sixth sense of his, and at times like this, she found it was more than a little irritating.Captain Skidmark WIP in Scraps
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For a long moment, he simply stared at her, his mouth slightly ajar, as if waiting for her to explain. Not even so much as returning his gaze, she continued to s