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She had to laugh softly, too, at his proclamation that he didn't regret things. That was such a Dario thing to say, bold and easy and sure. It helped break the tension. Maeve was reminded of who this was. She'd been reminding herself over and over that this was the man who could have anyone he wanted and that it was impossible, but she saw her best friend in that moment. He was the safest place she knew. She just needed a few seconds to realize that they wanted the same thing and to actually let herself want him after burying the feeling for so long.
Her face warmed when he mentioned kissing her and losing control. She wasn't bothered by the reaction this time though. She just grinned up at him and leaned her blushing cheek into his palm. "Maybe I don't want to take it back. I'm not a coward." Maeve teased, finally feeling completely at ease again for the first time since he'd thrown that initial punch. With her nerves settled and the agreement hanging in the air between them, she was the one who moved first. She lifted a hand to the back of Dario's neck and pulled him down to her. Pressing her lips to his felt like the most natural thing in the world.
She reacted to his touch in a way he hoped to, but in a way that also made him nervous. Maybe Dario wasn't sure what to expect and perhaps he was convinced she'll pull back completely. But there she was, leaning into his touch and even teasing him, she really has changed and he basked in all of it. Dario couldn't help but chuckle and nod at her statement, she for sure wasn't. Maeve was confident, daring, and as her hand landed on the back of his neck he leaned down without much trouble to meet her lips in a kiss they both needed tonight. It felt so natural, so his hands easily found their way to her hips, he was being a gentleman still and just kept her close to him as Dario deepened the kiss enough to have her lips parted and let his tongue brush against hers. It was certainly making his punched jaw sting but he chose to ignore it as he carefully guided her towards the wall, stopping once her back was pressed against it but he wasn't pushing it against it, in case she still wanted to change her mind and push him away.
Duncan hissed in pleasurable pain as her nails dug deeper into his flesh and muscle on his back. Her words, her sweet, passionate moans eased the pain far better than any other way. Hilma made him feel everything at once, overwhelming him with the intoxicating sensation of her tightening around his throbbing cock and cumming to the rhythm of his deep, passionate thrusts. Eventually, he stilled, succumbing to his own climax. Duncan groaned in pleasure, cursed under his breath all sorts of stuff before gently dropping down on top of her. "Fuckin' hell... You are fuckin' amazing, baby." He chuckled, placing a lazy kiss on her neck, just under her ear.
Her nails loosened as she felt him still and cum inside of her, and her arms wrapped around him, holding him close as they both succumbed to their orgasms. Hilma moaned softly and let her fingers brush along his back and into his hair, her touch now much more soothing, soft, calming. "I know."she said with a light chuckle and licked her lips as he kissed her neck, making her brush her nose into his hair and inhale his scent; the man was perfect in every sense, even the way he smelled. "This is the best thing we did in a long time, coming here and away from the city... Thank you, for bringing me here."she murmured in his ear as her body relaxed being tangled with his like this.
Ethan couldn’t contain himself when he felt her core grip around his length, the telltale signs of climax pulsing forth from her right to him. Her release had the man above her cumin just as hard. Hands gripped her body, eyes clenched and his entire essence cams undone within her. A thunderous orgasm took hold of his body, an almighty groan raced past his lips and for what felt like an eternity he just basked in the euphoria that seemed to radiate through every atom of the environment surrounding them. But eventually he must return to reality. Chest rise and fall from as close to exhaustion as Ethan was capable of reaching. Slowly he pulled his length from the mystery woman’s body. Smirk never leaving his features, “I think we can finally be free of this.” Hands worked to undo his belt that still bound her wrists in place.
“I would say that was a rather successful first evening, wouldn’t you?” The belt was discarded to one side as Ethan strolled around the bed to get a better view of her.
Viola let out a loud moan and fisted her hands tightly as she heard the generous host and the man who made her wishes come true for the night come undone and fill her up. She was shuddering and breathing heavily still as he came to a halt, their labored breaths echoing through the large room. Licking her dry lips, Viola let out a shallow whine as he pulled out of her and her body just fell against the bed, feeling exhausted and spent even though all the work was done by him. Her tight pussy still throbbed and she could sense the sticky mess that was made between her milky thighs. She could hear him speak but she made no sound or made an attempt to move as he let her hands free. And as he continued to speak Viola carefully rolled onto her side, her deep blue eyes taking in his naked figure as he circled the bed. "A very successful first evening."she said after letting her lips spread into a lazy grin. "Thank you for this."she murmured and rubbed her fingers against her wrist, feeling the soreness there on her skin from his belt. "I was never able to orgasm like this... And it certainly went beyond what I imagined it to be."Viola admitted as she then turned herself on her back, legs spread out, her breasts heaving up and down as she took in deep breaths. "Um, what now? Do we have to leave the room soon? Because I need a moment to pull myself together."she admitted with a sweet chuckle.
a defence mechanism that had worked in his favour, because alex had enjoyed arguing with her, had enjoyed the debate and the conversation, far more than reaching any kind of conclusion. his gaze dropped to his hands when zaria said she must have felt safe around him. it shouldn't have meant so much, but it did. and if she had been journalling, that meant there may be evidence of their relationship in her own hand, not just what alex was telling her. in light of the current circumstances, she was more likely (and wholly justified) to believe herself more than alex. "maybe," he nodded in agreement. "but you shouldn't push yourself. you should do it when you feel ready." he wanted to make it clear that, as unfortunate as the situation was, there was no rush and certainly no pressure or expectation from him. "i work for my father. his company - carrington industries - i'm the chief operations officer." amongst other things which were he probably wouldn't mention at this point. or ever, if he could get away with it.
Zaria tried really hard not to feel weird in this situation. The fact that the man in front of her was her boyfriend, with whom she lived, and she didn't remember any of it. It was scary, too, who knew what else there was that she couldn't remember? "Yeah, you have a point there... but I just... I really want to know. It's really hard for me to voice out how I feel at the moment - five years of my life vanished in a blink of an eye. I feel robbed and not like myself."Zaria said with a weak sigh as she blinked slowly - the sedative they gave her was really keeping her at bay. "Carrington Industries... I've heard of it before. So, family business... Damn, I really did raise my bar high, finally finding a boyfriend with a good job and isn't a loser who depends on me."Zaria snorted. "Sorry... is this too weird? It is, right? I'm sorry."
Allison tilted her head slightly in surprise when he asked whether she went to those parties. She smiled at him, amused, and nodded. "Yeah, whenever I can squeeze it in. Can't miss a good party, right?" She chuckled, grabbed a chip from the plate, and took a bite. "Oh, I'd love to read some. I think you're way too humble about your talent. I'm sure there are some heartbreaking pieces hidden away in your notebooks or something hopelessly romantic." She teased him, though she was genuinely curious to read his work and get to know him better that way as well. After all, what better way was there than to glimpse someone's thoughts and emotions on paper? Allison nodded with a laugh. "Exactly like that. But in what way are you a nerd? You don't look like one. You look more like a surfer boy who somehow ended up as the lead singer of an indie rock band." She flashed him a playful grin.
"Alright, cool - would be great to see a familiar face there."Josh pointed out with a grin, and maybe he was just looking for an excuse to see her more. As she spoke of his poetry, or attempt at it as he would call it, Josh chuckled and scratched the back of his neck a bit embarrassed. "Maybe a little bit of both, but you will be the judge of that. One day."he teased with a wiggle of his brows. "A surfer boy?"Josh asked with a laugh. "Far from it, I was born and raised in Alaska."he chuckled. "Well... I'm really into sci-fi, i'm a huge Star Wars and Star Trek fan. I also used to play a lot of D&D with my friend back home. I have a huge comics collection... Is that enough to classify me as a nerd type?"
lyra felt her cheeks go warm at genevieve's compliment, then glanced down at the shirt. "this old thing?" she said casually, as if she hadn't spent a ridiculously long time selecting an outfit. "just something i pulled out of the back of my closet." she shrugged as if it were no big deal and then laughed. "actually i changed about four times before settling on this, so i'm glad you like it." she settled in her seat as genevieve busied herself with her phone. "i've been okay. work wasn't too bad. busy, but no major traumas, which is about as peaceful as it gets." it felt strange to be in the passenger seat. she wasn't used to someone else driving her around. "not as much as i probably should have, but enough to function." she smiled ruefully. she didn't admit that the reason she hadn't been able to immediately fall asleep was because she was so keyed up about their date. "what about you, how have you been?"
Genevieve let out a heartfelt laugh as Lyra admitted right away she put on that outfit after trying out four different combinations. "I do like it, very much so. White isn't a color many can pull off, if I'm being honest. It really goes with your complexion."she complimented. "And if it makes you feel good, I decided on this dress after trying on three others."she pointed out with a shrug and a chuckle. Genevieve nodded along as Lyra explained work wasn't too demanding, she couldn't even begin to imagine the stress she was going through with such line of work, lord knows she would never be able to handle all of that. "Sorry about the lack of sleep. Sounds like you've learned to function in such a predicament."she mused. "I've been alright. Had a lot of work on my hands, a lot of meetings. Might need to take a short trip to San Francisco for a meeting with some co-workers. Just when I think things might slow down it all gets hectic."she sighed. "But, aside all of that - I was very excited for tonight. This class has good reviews. And I was looking forward to seeing you."she admitted with a quick grin sent her way as she came to a stop at the red light.
"No worries, I've got a good connection at the nearby hospital. Especially that one hot nurse. She's really into me." Patrick kept the banter going, throwing her a teasing wink. "Still wanna hear it. Maybe not tonight, but sometime soon," he added with a cheeky grin. Not only did he know how this night was going to end, but he also knew it wouldn't be the last time he'd see her. Though, in the end, it would be up to her, because he definitely wanted more of her. "Only if you aren't too busy singing your soul out on stage," Patrick corrected her with a laugh. He wasn't embarrassed to make a fool of himself. After all, life was short, and he had no time to shy away from a good challenge, especially not a good time. As he listened to her response, an amused grin spread across his face. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, slipping one between his lips before offering the pack to her. "I'll say it again, Zari. You are a bad, bad girl," he purred teasingly, adding an exaggerated wiggle of his brows for extra drama. "I'm a professional bad guy, so I've got your back, beautiful." He lit his cigarette one-handed and noticed the bartender had already placed an ashtray beside their drinks.
"Oh is she now? How did you come to that conclusion?"she asked with an arched brow and a chuckle. It was all playful banter but Zaria wasn't going to shy away from it, she indeed was really into him. "Alright, alright, deal."she agreed with a slightly dramatic sigh, but in all honesty she didn't mind doing karaoke when buzzed enough to feel relaxed and not having any care in the world, lord knew she needed that with all the stress her work brings. "Nah, we'll make it happen. After a couple of pints I don't mind, maybe I was a performer in a previous life."she said with a laugh. As he pulled out a pack of cigarettes, she exhaled, relieved. "I won't confirm nor deny those accusations."the redhead smirked and took the cigarette he offered, placing it between her lips. "That you are... Guess I really have a type." she joked and took the matches from next to the ashtray to light it up. @dearxeden
Cassie could’ve blown him all night, such was her love of his cock and pleasing him. However, when she felt Jack gently pulling upon her hair, she knew it was a sign for her to come up for air. She lifted her mouth up from his cock, saliva dripping from her lips, her initial few breaths deep and hoarse as she adjusted to not having his dick stuffed in her mouth and battering her throat any more. It didn’t take Cassie more than a few moments to recover, however, just in time for Jack to pull her up to him. She smiled, her mouth still glistening and her eyes sparkling with lust and desire. “Daddy…” she murmured, right before they kissed, the embrace sweet and tender, in a mood that suddenly shifted when Jack flipped her onto her back with ease. Cassie giggled, a grin spreading across her lips. She always loved it when he took charge. She arched her back up in response to his touch along her neck, collarbone and then breasts, her figure writhing too as he rubbed his hard cock against her slick pussy. “So badly, Daddy!” she declared when Jack asked how much she wanted his cock. “I always miss your big cock when it’s not in me!” The words were certain to be enough for Jack, but if they weren’t, then the succession of moans and whimpers from Cassie at how his cock rubbed against her cunt surely would be.
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Jack absolutely loved every little sound she made and just how vocal she would get during sex. Hearing her how much she wanted him, being very straightforward about it, got him really going. He looked down at her with pure lust, his eyes darkening with desire for his young girlfriend. "Yeah, baby girl?"he grunted in his low, raspy voice while continuing to rub his cock against her wet core. "Then Daddy won't make you wait anymore."he groaned and got into a position that allowed him to easily push his hard cock inside of her tightness. With a loud moan and a grunt, he pushed all the way in and stayed like that for a moment, his hand brushing her hair out of her gorgeous face as he looked down at her. "That's it, baby... fuck, you feel so good."he whispered against her lips before pulling back just enough to then slam into her, taking onto a steady, firm rhythm that picked up on it's force as he got lost in the sensation of just how tight and warm she felt. @smokecut
i will get online tomorrow, today i'm seeing a volleyball match and then watching football afterwards, been a bit too social these days again lol but i will have some free time until this weekend when it's my bdayyy!!
"we met through mutual friends," he began, settling back slightly in his chair. "i actually thought you didn't like me at first, you would disagree with everything i said." it was clear from the look on his face that the memory of their meeting was a fond one. "but you were also funny and honest and engaging and i couldn't help but like you." he paused to let that information sink in, already worried that he was overwhelming her. "we moved in together a couple of months ago," he continued. "we were already spending most nights together so it made sense." his gaze was fixed on her face, looking for any indication that the information he was giving her was too much, ready to stop if she needed him to. "i don't know," he admitted, his tone uncertain. "i mean, i've seen you writing in notebooks, always when you thought i wasn't around or that i wasn't paying attention. i figured it was private so i never asked about it."
Zaria listened, her eyes curious and slightly unsure as she was about to recieve information that to her was new, yet it was all old. "Sounds like my defence mechanism."she mused with a light huff and a shrug about how she was disagreeing with him at the start. His facial expression said a lot, and he was speaking from the heart, and even though she couldn't remember their life together, Zaria felt like she could trust him. Him mentioning how they do, in fact, live together now, was interesting information - he must have really swept her off her feet after the failed and awful marriage to have her actually move in with another man. "I probably knew you were around but I felt safe enough to write down stuff with you there. Which says a lot."the redhead pointed out. "I journaled since I can remember... Maybe reading through some of them from last five years can trigger some memories... or it can also be overwhelming, but it's probably worth it."she pointed out with a soft sigh. "Tell me something about you... like what do you do for work?"she asked. "And I understand, even though sedated right now, that this is certainly hard on you, too so if you need a break and a breather, you're free to get up and do so."
Tobias’ playful use of ‘my prince’ made Jude chuckle, a smile spreading across his lips and his eyes lighting up. He relaxed against his lover’s side, his head resting comfortably upon his chest. He hummed in recognition when Tobias told him he had some colour back in his face, and whilst Jude couldn’t see himself, he did feel warmer on the whole than when he’d been in the bathroom. “Are you gonna nap too? You might get bored otherwise,” he asked when Tobias suggested some sleep might do him good. As ever, his boyfriend was probably correct about what he needed, but equally Jude also didn’t want him just lying there holding him if he wasn’t tired himself.
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"I hardly get bored around you, even if you sleep."Tobias then said with a chuckle. "There's something exceptionally calming about you sleeping - the way your heartbeat steadies, your breathing being shallow and soft, sometimes you say something in your sleep or let out a quick snore, which is so damn adorable."he said with a soft sigh. "So don't worry about it, please. If you feel tired, take a nap, i'll be right here when you wake up."Tobias reassured and placed a kiss on his lovers forehead before pecking his lips lovingly, too. "Don't worry about me, yeah? You gotta think a bit about yourself." @smokecut
the following days passed quickly. as usual, her shifts were long and chaotic and she was exhausted once she finished and didn't feel like doing anything other than collapsing into bed. and yet despite that, she had found herself smiling every time her phone lit up with genevieve's name. she found herself staying up when she got home just to continue the conversation a while before she crashed - a most unusual behaviour for her.
she had just finished fastening the small gold hoops in her ears when her phone buzzed. she glanced down at it before sending back a quick reply to say she was coming. she dropped her phone into her handbag and glanced at herself one last time in the mirror. as she didn't go on dates often, deciding what to wear had taken her much longer than anticipated. she was sure that everything she tried made her look boring but in the end she had opted for light jeans and a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows and the top few buttons undone. after she had locked the apartment door behind her, lyra made her way downstairs and over to genevieve's car, feeling suddenly very self conscious. "hi," she said softly as she opened the door and got into the passenger seat. "you look lovely."
Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she saw Lyra approach the car. There were those nice butterflies in her stomach going wild before the date, and they were absolutely unhinged right now. This was a big deal for her, it's been forever now that she's been on a date, especially with such gorgeous woman like Lyra.
"Hi."she murmured with a smile and looked over the others outfit, it was very well put together and she liked the subtle ways in which she revealed some of her skin. "Oh, thanks - I don't wear dresses that often due to work because I like to sit in funny positions while drawing."she chuckled. "You look gorgeous, I like that button-up shirt."Gen smirked and willed herself to glue her eyes away from her so she'd get the car going from her place. She made a few clicks on her phone to make sure the navigation was taking them to the location before speaking up. "So, how have you been? Did you manage to sleep a bit after your shift last night?"Gen asked as her eyes stayed focused on the road.
"Of course I would. I haven't been living under a rock. Maybe, just maybe, it would've taken me a little longer to sign up for it." Konstantin laughed, trying to defend himself. Truth be told, he had the app on his phone but barely used it. Only his closest friends had him on there, Bronte obviously included. Even so, they still wrote each other letters, sent photos, and whenever he finished a book he thought she'd love, he'd simply buy her a copy and sent it to wherever she happened to be staying.
"I bet they said that right to your face. 'Finally, our little girl is settling down and taking life seriously.'" He mimicked her father's voice with a grin. Her dad had been friends with his late father for decades. They had shared countless memories together, plenty of highs and lows, and Konstantin cherished every one of them. Bronte had always been his ride-or-die, no matter what, no matter where life took either of them or where he happened to be hiding. "No! Normal people don't stalk their friends, right? You could just ask me where I am, but somehow you always know where I am. All the time. Consider this an open invitation to tell me how you keep doing that." Konstantin pointed an accusing finger at her, though there wasn't an ounce of seriousness behind it. Every time he pretended to be annoyed, it was always playful, always affectionate. Bronte had a way of bringing out sides of him that no one else ever could.
Finally, they arrived at their favorite restaurant. Before she had a chance to drag him out of the car, he gave the driver a quick tap on the shoulder and told him to take the rest of the night off. They had far too much catching up to do for this evening to end anytime soon. "Coming!" he called, jogging after her before giving the waiter at the front a friendly nod. They already knew exactly which table to prepare for them. "It's on me tonight, got it? No arguing." Konstantin fixed her with a mock-stern look, though it lasted only a second before melting into a broad, unmistakably warm smile.
"Oh gosh, don't do that, it's creepy how much you sound like him!"Bronte laughed as he imitated her father's voice. "But you're right, I think they are a bit relieved."she chuckled. Her parents have been quite amazing throughout her whole life and very supportive of her shenanigans and adventures she got herself into. And they have been very close with Konstantin's parents all the way up to their death, so it was natural that they accepted Konstantin as their own, and why she and he got even closer growing up. "Let's just say I have my methods of locating you anytime, anywhere - and those methods would probably get me at the stake during the witch trials."Bronte joked with a loud laugh.
Stopping at the entrance so he'd catch up with her, she locked her arm around his as they entered the place. Two of them were always regulars here and she knew Konstantin came here often as well, judging from all the pictures he sent her, so the staff knew just where to sit them. "Alright, alright, I am not going to protest. You can have your way today."she nudged him with her elbow. Soon enough, they were sat down at their favorite and best table in the restaurant that also gave them enough privacy and Bronte immediately asked for the bottle of their favorite wine to be brought to the table. "So, how have you been, huh? I received the last letter from you a month ago - I gotta admit, a lot of my baggage was many letters and little gifts you sent me over the couple of years."she smirked at him. @dearxeden
“I’m not surprised,” Antony teased when Isla told him she enjoyed her ‘privileges’ of being the only one to see him in his underwear. As Isla then began to speak about their future, Antony regarded his wife with a curious glint in his eye, though he had absolutely no worries. He already regarded their life together as perfect, and so anything Isla had to say could only come from a good place. He knew his wife as well as he knew himself by that point in their relationship. Antony said nothing to interrupt Isla as she spoke, though he took in everything she said. As it became apparent she was talking about starting a family, a smile grew on Antony’s lips, his eyes lighting up. He also chuckled at her teasing quip about being very fertile. “I’d love to have a baby with you,” he said as soon as she asked, not even needing a moment to think. He started moving over as he spoke, pulling her into his arms when he reached her. “I love you so much,” he enthused. “I can’t wait to start a family together.”
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Isla was feeling a bit nervous, but it was a good kind of nervous since this was a serious yet beautiful topic. She could see his face expresion change and simply brighten up at the idea of starting a family. Antony didn't even blink before saying he wanted to have a baby, and she got all giddy and let out a heartfelt laugh as he approached and wrapped her in his arms. "I love you, too, hubby. So, so much."she mused and placed her hands on his chest as she looked up at him with a big flashing smile. "We can use the time while you're on vacation and really put the effort."she teased with a wink as her hands gently rubbed along his firm chest. @smokecut
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This wasn’t the first time Morgan had stumbled upon the aftermath of another’s misfortune. The west was wild, decent folk shouldn’t roam it if they’re ill prepared or equipped for all that it might bring. Yet it seemed time and again folk underestimated the viciousness that they might find along the way. His horse had come to a stop at the smouldering scene. The scent of gunpowder still thick in the air. A dozen or so bodies littered the road before him. Some who’d fallen looked as though they’d attempted to pick a fight with their attackers, but most seemed to have fallen before they even knew what had befallen them. Never one to pass a situation like this up, Morgan searched the bodies. After all it’s not like the dead could take their goods with ‘em.
But as expected, they’d been picked dry. Only things of value left were some clothing but Morgan had never been good at bartering with such goods. He’d been good to turn tail and be on his way when a body of a young woman stirred. A survivor. He shouldn’t have paid her any mind. Not his problem. He had his own issues that he needn’t complicate. Yet he’d not even been able to put a boot in a stirrup before turning back to gather her.
Sun was getting low, so they couldn’t go far. Not tonight anyway. But just far enough so the smell of blood wasn’t so potent. He checked her over, a graze here and there a bump on her head likely from the backend of a rifle striking her. She’d live. He made camp and simply awaited her finally coming to full consciousness. “I ain’t in the habit of saving folk. Not usually. But lucky for you my better nature won out.” He mused as he stared into the fire as he felt he’d finally coming around. “But my generosity ends the second I think your able to make it on your own.”
Times were difficult and every journey away from their homelands was a risk. With so many outlaws around and crime happening at every corner, it took great risk and a lot of planning for two ranches, the Meyers and Williams, to decide and go on this journey in order to achieve better things for the well-being of their properties. Alas, on their way back home, they were ambushed by a group of criminals. Guns fired all around her, she saw men and women fall to the ground and before she knew it she has fallen off her horse and was hit across the head.
She wasn't sure for how long she was out for, and for a moment she didn't even believe she was alive even. But the ground under her was solid, the crackling of the fire nearby took over her hearing, she could smell the grass and dry blood that covered the side of her face and neck due to the hit she took. Oakley tried to move but she felt so stiff and her head began ringing almost instantly that she let out a soft grunt. But then her dark hues snapped open upon hearing a man's voice unknown to her. He saved her, that much was obvious from what he was saying. And he wasn't planning on sticking around her once she was capable to be on her own. Her throat was dry and she carefully pushed herself from the ground into a sitting position - there was no one around them, which meant the whole group of people she traveled with was dead. Tears immediately pooled in her doe-like eyes, and she hissed as her hand landed on the side of her head. "Thank you."she spoke in a raspy voice and leaned back against the rock as she felt dizzy and a bit sick from the sharp pain in her head. "How long was I out for?"she then asked and looked towards the man, blinking a few times to be able to see him more clearly. "There were no other survivors...?"she asked quietly, already knowing the answer but she couldn't help but have a little bit of hope.
alex stood in the doorway for a moment before stepping inside. the room was quieter now. the panic that had filled it early had gone and left a heavy kind of stillness in it's place. his eyes found zaria's and when she offered him a small smile, his heart reacted before his mind did. for a split second he thought she remembered him, that everything could go back to normal. but then he remembered the sedative that was at work and realised she was just reacting to that. alex nodded and pulled a chair back into it's almost-permanent position at her bedside before he sat down. "she did," he confirmed quietly. another nod when she asked if she could ask him some questions and he leaned forward slightly, resting his forearms on his knees. "you can ask me anything," he said softly. "the doctor said not to overwhelm you, so if i start talking too much," he gave her a small, apologetic smile. "just tell me to shut up.”
Zaria was much calmer now, due to the sedative given to her. Luckily, it wasn't too strong of a dose that would knock her out right away. Watching him sit down on a chair next to the bed, she nibbled at her bottom lip for a moment before releasing a long breath. "Deal."she mused, about telling him to shut up if it gets too much at some point. Hazel hues looked at him for a long moment before finally speaking up. "You're here so that means you're a big part of my life for the last five years I can't remember... Will you tell me how we met, do we live together...?"Zaria questioned before adding after a few seconds. "And do you know if I still journal? I used to keep that a secret from my ex husband because he called me out for it."she pointed out, and hoped that she still journaled because it could be great help, or so she hoped, in this very moment.