So -- my mom set a date for the engagement party.

Their first time together was slow and sensual, nothing to rush, just two people learning to enjoy each other’s bodies, and she couldn’t have asked for a better moment than that.

Okay, you might not know, but what the hell did he do?

She had the sudden urge to run away and hide from view after her father told them the news, and that insistent urge still hit her every day on the anniversary of the day her brother died.

She wouldn’t actually admit it to anyone, but she had hope that they could maybe do something with the messes that they were, but she was smart enough to not let the hope get too high.

So. My parents are throwing us an engagement party.

[Felicity = chiefs_favorite, Aaron = aplayfulpup. Set after THIS conversation.]

“I think you're a realist masquerading as a cynic who is secretly an optimist.” Grace wasn’t an idiot, and she didn’t wear rose colored glasses. In fact, while she liked looking up, she usually saw everything put in front of her, and she certainly wasn’t anywhere in the vicinity of blind when ( Read more... )

[locked from str8on_tilmorn.]

Diamonds are forever, but I really, really hope that he is too.

And here I thought the maid of honor and the best man weren't supposed to sleep together till after the wedding.

[Cowritten with str8on_tilmorn. Noah = sexydocman, Tony = its_irrelevant, Nikki = stork_inscrubs.]Jake and Noah were sitting at a table down in the cafeteria having their lunch. Noah was going on about something or other, but Jake wasn't really listening. That whole 'out of it' thing he'd been doing lately ( Read more... )