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izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-04-13 07:57 pm
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Room 406, Sunday Evening
The trip to England had been just what Isabel needed. It was nice to spend time with friends. There'd been ogling and sight seeing. And phone calls. One of which still made her giggle even though she probably did owe Phoebe flowers.
But it was nice to be home.
Isabel picked up her phone and left Wyatt a message. She'd missed him she realized. And not just because she'd been away, but because of the awkwardness caused by his going evil and the whole being a guy for a day thing. She wanted to get past that. To get back to the way things were supposed to be. It would be the best birthday present she could give herself Isabel realized. Which would be why she was going around her room lighting candles. A little romance couldn't hurt.
But it was nice to be home.
Isabel picked up her phone and left Wyatt a message. She'd missed him she realized. And not just because she'd been away, but because of the awkwardness caused by his going evil and the whole being a guy for a day thing. She wanted to get past that. To get back to the way things were supposed to be. It would be the best birthday present she could give herself Isabel realized. Which would be why she was going around her room lighting candles. A little romance couldn't hurt.
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"I was tempted to call you and tell you to come over," Isabel admitted. "But I figured Parker would shoot us both."
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Her shirt was suddenly gone, leaving Isabel in one of her prettier bras. She sat up, slowly pulled the straps off her shoulders and slipped her arms free.
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"Although," Isabel admitted as her hand drifted over his stomach. "I'd miss the abs."
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What followed was slow and tender and left Isabel a sated and extremely content alien girl. She curled into Wyatt's side, lazily running a finger up and down his chest. "Wow."
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"I think I'll sleep better with you here," she said quietly.
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The time difference was catching up to her and Isabel yawned. "Sorry. It's just been a long day."
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