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Spectacle
Jun 13, 2015 6:37:39 GMT
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Post by alley on Jun 13, 2015 6:37:39 GMT
" I'll be around for 3 o'clock, pack enough for the weekend."
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Post by Admin on Jun 13, 2015 22:49:54 GMT
"Yes sir," she rapped out smartly. "See you then."
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Spectacle
Jun 14, 2015 18:24:39 GMT
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Post by alley on Jun 14, 2015 18:24:39 GMT
(Later?)
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Post by Admin on Jun 15, 2015 4:35:26 GMT
(k)
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Spectacle
Jun 15, 2015 5:29:00 GMT
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Post by alley on Jun 15, 2015 5:29:00 GMT
Gabriel was prompt he arrived exactly at three parking his hot red porche out front. His gaze wandered taking in this place the details he could make of her life is she truly as compatible as he believed. He was dressed to the nines all Gucci shades and an Armani suit. Fashionable crocodile loafers and a 300 dollar hair cut and shave. He looked good. He headed up the path toward her shop always ready.
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Post by Admin on Jun 15, 2015 5:41:33 GMT
"Jesus." Anna swore, staring at him from the upper window. "He looks like a fucking magazine model. Who the hell dresses like that?" Christ. She snatched up her bag and trotted down the stairs. She felt under-dressed in a flowing skirt, a crop top, loose hair, and simple jewelry. She slipped down the stairs and opened the inner door to her shop. She stopped when she saw him and looked him over with a sigh. "That damn suit looks even better up close. Are you trying to make a girl feel ugly?"
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Spectacle
Jun 15, 2015 6:24:47 GMT
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Post by alley on Jun 15, 2015 6:24:47 GMT
He flashed his near perfect grin before taking off his shades,!"always dress like it's your last day, if I died today in a pair of sweatpants and a wife beater I would never rest peacefully." Gabriel explained, he had a philosophy behind most of his life. "Besides you need not worry doesn't matter what I'm wearing when everyone stares at you, for obvious reasons,"
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Post by Admin on Jun 15, 2015 7:02:27 GMT
She couldn't help but laugh. "I honestly can't even picture you in sweatpants and a wife beater. Flatterer." She smiled at him, teeth flashing quickly. A worried thought drifted idly in the back of her mind, that she might actually like him, but it was gone again before she could even fully grasp it. "So where are we going?"
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Spectacle
Jun 22, 2015 3:30:48 GMT
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Post by alley on Jun 22, 2015 3:30:48 GMT
"A place no civilian can enjoy," he couldn't help but boast a little. "Isla Brumby its my private island."
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Post by Admin on Jun 23, 2015 6:00:34 GMT
"You have your own island." The comment was half a statement and half a question. Who the hell had an entire island? He was richer than she thought, obviously.
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Post by alley on Jul 4, 2015 4:19:15 GMT
"It was a gift from my late father when I turned 16," Gabriel told her, "Figured you and I could use a brief escape."
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Post by Admin on Jul 4, 2015 5:23:06 GMT
"Who doesn't need an escape?" she murmured without thinking.
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Post by alley on Jul 4, 2015 5:26:03 GMT
"Then if you're ready it's time for some whisking," he teased dead set on whooing her.
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Post by Admin on Jul 4, 2015 5:30:21 GMT
Ana sputtered a laugh. "At this time of the day!?"
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Post by alley on Jul 4, 2015 5:59:20 GMT
He arched a brow at her, "are you not ready to come with me?"
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