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Post by Admin on Sept 21, 2015 21:30:32 GMT
"Oh my god." was all she could say. How could bad stuff by such good stuff? "Why do you not live here all the time?" she asked with a laugh.
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Spectacle
Sept 21, 2015 21:49:49 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 21, 2015 21:49:49 GMT
"I have too much business in Gothamme, it just makes sense to live there, for now anyway," Gabriel explained. "We have the guest house ready for you I hope it will be alright."
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Post by Admin on Sept 21, 2015 22:09:40 GMT
"I'm sure it will be perfect."
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Spectacle
Sept 22, 2015 2:09:14 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 2:09:14 GMT
He continued to try and sweep her off her feet every day over the weekend. His island had everything horses, tennis courts, hot springs, atvs and of course miles of ocean line. Gabriel made it seem like he had nothing to hide, she had free range to do whatever she liked. Also he never asked for anything in return, never made a move passed a kiss.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 2:19:38 GMT
Ana tried not to get sucked in but he was so magnetic she couldn't help it. She wanted to see him, to be around him, all the time. And she didn't find anything or even sense anything suspicious. He seemed to be everything his public image said he was.
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Spectacle
Sept 22, 2015 2:32:11 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 2:32:11 GMT
It was their last evening on the island tomorrow was Monday and Gabriel had to return to work. While they had been there he had had to deal with a few things but for the time being over the phone was good enough. He was going to meet Ana in the main house for dinner. Their chef was busy creating while Gabriel did laps in the large pool adjacent to the dining room.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 2:41:05 GMT
Ana went for a quick walk before dinner, strolling through the lovely grounds. She bent over to caress the petals of a rose. It lifted and grew under her touch, like a preening cat. Moving along, the trailed her fingers through leaves, across bark before reaching the main house. She picked up the hem of her skirt before trailing up the stairs languidly. She was a dress/skirt kind of girl. She owned maybe one pair of pants. She glanced to her left and caught sight of the pool, and him in the pool. She paused, biting her lip.
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Spectacle
Sept 22, 2015 3:05:51 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 3:05:51 GMT
Gabriel wore a suit in almost every waking moment. They were expensive and made him look good but they hid his true physic. Nothing but muscle and perfect skin, it almost seemed not possible to look that good. As he pulled up along the side her, he came to the edge, running a hand through his dark hair, "hey pretty girl," he greeted.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 3:06:40 GMT
"Hi," she responded slowly, trying to put her tongue back in her mouth.
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Spectacle
Sept 22, 2015 3:41:37 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 3:41:37 GMT
He pushed the moisture away from his face and flashed a bright white smile at her, "Are you hungry?"
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 3:47:34 GMT
She nodded. "Mhm."
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Spectacle
Sept 22, 2015 3:58:55 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 3:58:55 GMT
He lifted himself up and out of the warm water grabbing a towel from the stand to dry off.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 4:03:01 GMT
She couldn't help it, she couldn't look away. "What are we having?" she asked, breathy.
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Spectacle
Sept 22, 2015 4:15:24 GMT
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Post by alley on Sept 22, 2015 4:15:24 GMT
"We'll do you like seafood?" He questioned running the towel through his hair.
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Post by Admin on Sept 22, 2015 4:17:08 GMT
"Yes," she agreed. "Seafood sounds great."
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