Anne Forsythe (
adreamtorise) wrote2009-06-14 08:10 pm
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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.
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: Hey, if you's on AIM? I'm controlfreakrulz if you ever wantsa chat about how FRICKING CUTE these two are. :P
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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."
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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"Wow is right." He said softly, grazing her cheek with his thumb. "That was...amazing." He admitted a bit shyly.
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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?"
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"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."
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"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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Finally, he took his hand back reluctantly, with a large smile. "Eight. The Hilton. Perfect." Unable to help himself he leaned in, giving her a little peck on the lips. "See you tomorrow night."
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She could hardly help it, after all. If someone was going to kiss her, darn it they were going to do it right.
Letting him go, she grinned and stood, blowing him a farewell kiss with a playful wink.
"I'll be waiting." she singsonged before turning on her heel and strolling away, mocha in hand. Not one to leave a man hanging, she deliberately added a little extra swing to her step for his benefit.
If he was going to stare at her ass while she walked away...and she was ninety percent sure he was staring at her ass...why not give him something to look at? It was only fair.