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Coffee and conversation [rp for lookoutearth]

It was crazy to make a coffee date with a boy that lived in Cincinnati...unless the one making the date was Anne Forsythe.

Calmly making the date and getting the address from Aaron via e-mail, Anne packed a small suitcase with the confidence of a woman who knew that somehow, the universe was listening. Her plans were set in stone, her future certain even if she wasn't aware of the details.

So it was that Monday morning came, and with it the call from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. They were interested in doing a spread for Playboy, especially after the wonderful photo spread that had just come out this week, and wouldn't that be a lovely followup?...

Having posed in the Rock 'n Raunch spread, it was only logical Anne head out with a photographer in tow to take some pictures and meet about the possible article.

She booked her flight, easily making time for the Tuesday coffee meeting since she didn't have to be in Cleveland until Friday. Arriving in the morning, she found her hotel with little trouble and did a little sightseeing before she headed for the address she'd been given. She was a few minutes early, as she expected to be, but instead of going in to order she waited outside for Aaron. After all, if she went in he might think she hadn't shown up, and that wouldn't do at all.

Besides, the weather was just lovely...almost reminded her a little bit of Boston.

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OOC: Not at all! I suck at remembering to rethread. And OMG, I KNOW RIGHT?!?! I want to pinch their cheeks and pat them on their heads. :P

Giggling, Anne nodded in agreement. "They're a miserable group, purists. They feel we're a disgrace to the bloodline. Not all werewolves are as open minded as you and yours, I suppose."

When he talked about his family, Anne smiled at the way his face opened up and relaxed some. There was a lot of love there, she could tell. It warmed her to know that, if nothing else, Aaron's clan was a lot like hers.

"Sounds a lot like my family." she admitted with a soft laugh. "Let's see...two sisters, one brother, my grandfather, four aunts, five uncles, and more cousins than I can count. And that's just my adopted family."

"A few of us don't think our genetics are that big of a deal, we just live day by day. We are who we are, and it's important not to let the werewolf inside you become who you are." He nodded almost sagely, it had taken him years to come to that conclusion but when he did, it opened many doors for him.

Aaron smiled brightly when she spoke of her family, "Wow. That is quite the family. It's nice to grow up in a large family that understands you, which is what I love about my family."

Sighing contently, he glanced out at the lake, his fingers idly rubbing her shoulder. He had given up on finding someone long ago, but this date gave him a tiny flicker of hope. He could only hope she felt the same way, regardless of their animalistic instincts.

"I got very lucky, both ways." she agreed with a nod. "My biological family was small, but very loving...Mother, Dad, and two brothers. The Walkers, my family now, have always been very accepting and supportive. They sometimes make it hard to remember I'm not actually a blood relation, it's wonderful."

An easy silence fell shortly after that, and it was very natural for her to rest her head against his shoulder. Animal instinct was hardly a problem for her at the moment, although it had been an impossibly long time since the last time she'd gotten laid. He was cute, built like a brick house, and he was very sweet...but there was something very appealing about just sitting there, breathing him in and feeling the quiet contentment that came from a warm body and a picturesque view.

After a few minutes, she shifted closer and settled her head more comfortably against his shoulder with a smile. "Mmmm...you're cuddly." she observed, peering up at him with a playful smirk.

Aaron chuckled to himself, "The Wash's just had no choice but to put up with me and my siblings, really. I'm pretty sure I ate them out of house and home everytime I was over there." He grins wide, shaking his head. Those days were always amusing.

It was natural for Aaron to show his affection, because he immediately liked her. He enjoyed her company, he enjoyed the way she smiled and the way she giggled. It was refreshing to have someone next to you.

A small smile came to his lips as he squeezed her, "Just like an old dog." He nuzzled the top of her head with a playful growl. "You're nice and cuddly too, actually." He gave her a wink.

Giggling as his growl vibrated against the top of her head, she drew back enough to look him in the face, still playful as she poked his side ticklishly.

"Oh, I bet you say that to all the girls you bring here to neck with." she teased. "Bet you got those pretty muscles bench pressing the broken hearts trailing after you."

Wiggling against her assault on his side, he laughed out loud, grabbing at her fingers to try and get her to stop. Oddly enough he was ticklish!

"Neck with?" He chuckled lightly, "I actually haven't dated in a long time." He admitted with a pout.

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Easily evading him, she got a little more serious as she regarded him with a tilt of her head.

"You're putting me on." she challenged with a smile. "Face like that? You haven't been longer than a month without getting laid. C'mon, admit it."

"I wish I could say that I was joking, but it's been about year since I've been with someone." He shrugged, leaning in closer to her, taking in her scent. "How about you?"

Sighing, Anne cocked her head to one side thoughtfully as she counted back. "Hmmm...not counting the last party I went to at the Playboy Mansion, because all we did was make out? I broke up with my last girlfriend after Christmas, so not since before the New Year."

Aaron raised a brow, "Girlfriend, eh? Not like there's anything wrong with it. You know, a mans wet dream and all, but why did you break up with her? If you don't mind me asking, that is." His fingers trailed along the back of her neck, idly playing with her hair.

"Just grew apart." she replied, shrugging as she shut her eyes and made a quiet, pleased noise at the feel of his fingers toying with her hair. "I've always preferred men, anyway. She was a model for the magazine, and you know how they say never date a co-worker? Well..."

OOC: Hey, if you's on AIM? I'm controlfreakrulz if you ever wantsa chat about how FRICKING CUTE these two are. :P

When she closed her eyes, Aaron leaned in a pressed his lips to her cheek gently, with a small chuckle. "I learned that lesson years ago. Relationships like that always get messy." He smiled softly, "So, what exactly are you looking for in a partner?"

Anne tipped up into the brush of his lips just a little, but didn't turn her head. Not yet, because if she did she was pretty sure she'd kiss him...and she wasn't sure if she should.

Instead, she kept her eyes closed with a thoughtful pout. "Not sure...I think if I knew? I'd have found one already." she replied honestly. "I guess I just...haven't found the right person yet."

The way she gave her lips a pout made his heart race even more, he was having a hard enough time keeping his instincts together but the pout was what made him cave in.

Aaron took the plunge and leaned in to press his lips against hers, his hand cupping the side of her face in a delicate manner. He made it sweet and meaningful, or at least he tried.

She felt his hand on her face, felt him turn her head...and then his lips were on hers, soft and sweet. This close, his scent was stronger, the taste of him on her lips a pleasant blend of coffee and something darker, inherently male. It aggravated that itch she hadn't scratched in far too long, made her more aware of the solid wall of muscle that was so close, right there for the taking...

The kiss broke naturally, but she didn't move, didn't open her eyes. For a moment she just sat there, breathing in his air and letting the delicious warmth of arousal and his body heat wash over her.

Then in spite of herself, she leaned forward just a little, nose brushing his before she found his mouth again and kissed him herself, sweet and careful and just a little bit harder than before as a soft, decidedly animal growl trilled in the back of her throat.

It had been a while since Aaron had dove in completely and let his feelings take him somewhere, it had been a while since he had such a tender yet erotic kiss like this. The connection he felt with her transcended any superficial means, it was an animal urge - something he hadn't felt before, something new.

As there lips touched for the second time, Aaron felt himself melt that much more. He responded to her growl with one of his own, deepening the kiss, and nipping at her lower lip. His fingers tugged at her hair, a sense of need and want coming through.

It was almost scary, how organically the kiss progressed...his fingers sliding into her hair, his answering growl rolling through his body, close enough for her to feel in hers. As he deepened the kiss, she hesitated only a moment before she let her lips part beneath his, allowing him a brief second of control as her hand drifted up to rest on his shoulder, clutching and kneading as the kiss went on.

When it broke again, she found herself in the same place...unwilling to move, unable to open her eyes and break the spell just yet. Instead of moving in for another kiss, though, she leaned in to brush her nose against his in a more animal gesture of affection, nuzzling him.

"Wow." she breathed, finally opening her eyes to meet his with a slow, private smile.

After the kiss broke, he was left in a haze of pleasure, letting out a heavy sigh. He opened his eyes, to gaze into her own, a small smile coming to his face as well. The heat between the too of them had his heart racing, and his skin boiling.

"Wow is right." He said softly, grazing her cheek with his thumb. "That was...amazing." He admitted a bit shyly.

"Mmmmmm." she murmured in agreement, tongue snaking out to catch the last of his taste still clinging to her lips as she shut her eyes again, leaning into his touch as his thumb brushed over her cheek. Turning her head, she pressed a soft kiss to the pad of his thumb before favoring the digit with a sharp nip, teeth raking harshly over skin as she smiled at him.

A grin spread across his lips when she nipped at his thumb, he gave her a deep, more wolflike growl of appreciation. "Don't start something you can't finish, beautiful." He grinned, flashing his teeth at her and waggling his eyebrows playfully.

"Or won't." she admitted after a bright laugh, sighing wistfully as she let her head rest against his shoulder for a moment longer before she made herself straighten and scoot away just enough to break physical contact. It was better this way, to be an honest holdout instead of a deceitful tease.

Flashing him an apologetic smile, she rested her elbow on the back of the bench and her head in her hand. "I just...I refuse to go much further than that on a first date." she went on, gesturing towards the modicum of space she'd put between them. "Better safe than sorry, right?"

Aaron let out one of those light pitiful groans, but gave her an understanding smile and a nod. "Right. Just means we'll have to see eachother more. I would like to see you again." He brought a hand out to gently caress her cheek, feeling some sort of solace inside, for once.

Reaching up, Anne caught his hand and pressed it firmly against her cheek for a moment, enjoying the warmth of his hand.

"I'd like that." she agreed with a nod. "And after all, I will be here two more days. Plenty of time for us to get to know each other a little bit better."

His Mother would probably refrain from wanting to claw him in the face now, which was also comforting about how much the two of them seemed to click. Beaming at her, he ran his thumb along her lips, "Good. Dinner tomorrow night?"

Her smile grew as she caught his thumb between her teeth again, this time flicking her tongue against the pad teasingly before releasing him and gently pressing his hand back down with one of hers. She really had to behave herself...

"I think I'd like that." she agreed, running a hand back through her hair. It felt odd, being the one who got asked out when it was supposed to be the other way around...at least among her people, anyway. Still, he was so sweet about it.

"Pick me up at eight?" she offered cheerfully. "I'm staying at the Hilton about a mile from the airport, room 315."

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