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Post by jp on May 23, 2008 13:13:09 GMT -5
Pryce was unknown for such awkward behavior. He could've easily sat in that chair and wait on Celeste to change the channel, but he decided otherwise. Sad, Celeste was not as strong as he was, but she definitely could fend for herself. The giggles made Jordan place a smile on his face, but it still didnt soften his competitive ego. Suddenly, as he was reaching to get his fingers through the girl's hand, he fell on top of her, his muscular arms pinning her down as he stared down into her intoxicating eyes. What once was rage and competition suddenly became a teddy bear.
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Post by celestebanks on May 23, 2008 15:42:47 GMT -5
Celeste had been laughing almost histarically as Jordan attempted to wrestle the remote away, however as soon as he felt his body on top of her, and noticed his eyes staring into hers, she stopped. Her body relaxed, and after taking a deep breath, she could feel butterflies in her stomach. Why did those eyes have to be so irresistable? Her own gaze drifted from his eyes to his lips, as she squirmed just a bit to get free. What was she doing? Had she been waiting for Jordan, Jordan Pryce to kiss her? That couldn't be right, could it? "Fine," she admitted, forcing her gaze back to his his eyes. "Take the remote," she smiled, dropping the remote on the floor, trying to play off the obvious moment they'd just had.
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Post by jp on May 23, 2008 15:59:26 GMT -5
The sounds of the pounding in his chest he was afraid was overtly audible.He slowly eased his way from her, allowing his eyes to drift away from her eyes to the fallen remote. "Right." He said bleakly. He picked up the remote, moving over from the couch where she sat to the one opposite her. There suddenly was an awkward silence in the room, any silence for the two was considered awkward between them.
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