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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 20, 2009 9:02:41 GMT -6
"I don't like to have the rain on my shoes but I do love you..." [/size][/color][/b] [/center] She giggled when he dressed her, helping him in every way she could, though with his kisses was hard. When he scooped her up, she let him carry her to the kitchen, and then sat down silently, looking around. She grinned at the pancakes, and stabbed her fork into them, sighing softly.. "ohhh.. Food!" Eating a bite, she moaned softly.. "I love your pancakes... amazing.." Grinning up at him, as he sat down with his own, she continued, chewing soft so she didn't look like a horse eating..
But she was starving, and it was hard not to scarf it down.. She sighed softly as the first few bites hit her stomach, calming the monster below as it growled, and then softly added another growl of releif, silenced afterwards.. Reaching for her orange juice, she took a good drink, and then looked at him. "I've never had a boyfriend cook for me... let alone make love to me... so look.. two firsts in one day.. Can we get three?" she joked, though she was sure he'd try...
He had a habit of being too good to her already.. What could he possibly do better?
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 287 Outfit: Nothing, atm Lyrics: "I do love you" by Leanne Rhymes Other:Ehh... tireeeedddd [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 20, 2009 14:59:23 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Dallas laughed as she began eating. " Well I'm glad...I've only been studying cooking for 12 years. It's nice to know it's paid off." He smiled. Eating his, he took a sip of orange juice to wash it down. Sitting back in his seat he looked at her smiling. He couldn't believe that her other boyfriend had never done anything like this for her. And did she just really admit that he, Dallas Reynolds was her first? That made his heart scream with pride. " Well you'll be glad to know that I never made love with any previous girlfriends either.." He looked up at her and winked. " And maybe today..well I don't know I'll take you out. What do you want to do? Anything..shopping, bowling, I don't care...it's on me." He smiled again.
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 21, 2009 17:14:54 GMT -6
"I don't like to have the rain on my shoes but I do love you..." [/size][/color][/b] [/center] She stared at him in disbeleif.. He really did want to just... blow his money on her? Well now that she pictured it that way, she didn't want him to, but he seemed so eager! She gave him a soft smile, and reached for his fingers, playing with them.. "You really shouldn't spend all of your money on me.. I'm a pretty simple girl.. converse, jeans, and a hoodie, and I'll be fine.." Taking a few more bites of her pancakes before speaking again, she sighed.. Oh they were so good!
She gave him a wink, and washed down her last bite with the rest of her orange juice, covering her mouth as a bubble erupted, making her burp.. Of course, she pulled it off silently, but she was sure he noticed.. It was a compliment in some countries, and an insult in others.. She giggled at that thought, and then looked over at him.. "But.. I mean.. dinner's okay.. I'm craving something mexican today.. Like.. fajitas or something.."
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 276 Outfit: His clothes Lyrics: "I do love you" by Leanne Rhymes Other:I'm starting to file things automatically in my head thanks to work... -.- [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 22, 2009 11:56:29 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Dallas laughed. " But I want too. You deserve it." he smiled and watched her as she toyed with his hand. " But if you don't want me too, then I won't." He shrugged. " As for dinner..well that's a must. Don't worry." He smirked. Seeing she was done eating, he got up and walked to her. He helped her up, and pulled her against his chest. Looking down into her eyes, he smiled and leaned in to kiss her. If there was one thing he wanted in life....it was happiness....he found it. Maybe it wouldn't be forever. But he was happy. And he intended to stay that way forever....
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 23, 2009 9:18:22 GMT -6
She couldn't help but grin at his eagerness to do something for her. She nodded as he demanded her endure him buying dinner, and grinned. He was so damn cute! How did she end up suffering the worst day of her life only to have it end up as the best day of her life... Well it was second best now, thanks to this mornings activities, but you get the point.. She'd found this perfect guy to fall in love with.. and she had indeed fallen for him. When he lifted her, easily, she might add, she sighed..
"I'm warning you.. if you keep doing me this way, we'll have to pull a round two.." She thought about that, and even though she was still numb, she thought she'd survive another round with him.. Why not? His body was there.. and.. they had rested for a little bit.. Had eaten.. And.. it was hard to resist his kisses..
"And.. I mean.. we have a lot to do today.." she added, tossing a look around his dorm.. "I mean.. I have to help organize things.." Of course, she was kidding! She liked his room the way it was, and she wasn't about to come in and ruin it for him. She laughed, shaking her head at his expression.. "No.. I'm kidding.. I wouldn't do that.. but we should introduce you to my parents, at least... if we're going to be serious about this..." she added, nodding curtly. It was the truth...
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 353 Outfit: His clothes Lyrics: I really don't know Other: (yawns) College is hard... [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 23, 2009 9:46:10 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Dallas gaved her a shocked face. " You cannot just toy with my living environment." He winked and then kissed her forehead. " Atleast not until you move in..." He smirked. At the mention of another round of sex, he looked down at her with a soft smile. But then she brought up her parents too. Oh goodness. Her parents. He could handle that right? Yes of course he could. " Well how about we meet your parents first....then we have another go later on." He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and kissed her softly. " We' ll have plenty of time. You can come over whenever you want and I'll always be here." He winked again. He wasn't a sex machine. But if she reallyy wanted to make love every night and just be with him, he wouldn't complain one bit.
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 23, 2009 11:17:25 GMT -6
Okay, so he had a point. They probably still needed to rest.. "I should probably change, though.. They'd start wondering if I showed up with your clothes on.." She stepped away from him, though reluctantly, and grabbed her other items of clothing.. The thought of cleaning her room made her feel lazy, and she slipped those back on.. "I'll just go to my dorm real fast.. be right back.." She gave him a beck before slipping out of his room, and carefully sneaking into hers.. She'd almost forgotten how trashed it was... Stepping over a box of things she'd labled "kendall's shit", she moved towards her dresser, and gathered some things.. She changed into a pair of shorts and grabbed one of her own camp tee's, and pulled it on..
Throwing her hair into a messy ponytail, she adjusted her bangs, which she was still getting used to, and then touched up her makeup.. She grabbed her purse, once again, and dove out the door, ignoring the mess for now.. She was back at his room in no time, having the number fresh on her brain.. She slipped back in, and leaned against the door.. "I thought I'd go for an athletic look today, since it's going to be a long one.. and I"m ready.. you?" she asked, her eyes flicking over his attire..
Well he looked ready to her...
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 312 Outfit: Black shorts, white teeshirt from camp, sneakers Lyrics: I really don't know... lol Other: (yawns) College is hard... [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 23, 2009 11:39:11 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Dallas kissed her back and let her go back to her dorm. He sighed and laughed to himself. He was in the best mood ever. Running back into is bedroom, he quickly pulled out some new clothes. Deciding on khaki shorts and a polo, he pulled on his sneakers. Hearing her come back into the dorm, he came back out to the main room. Seeing her, he smiled. " You look perfect." He said leaning in and kissing her gently. " Now let's go. I think we can take the Harley today..." He looked down at her and winked. He went through his closet and pulled out his extra helmet. He handed it to her and smiled. Slipping his hand into hers, he walked with her to his bike out back. Getting on, he put his helmet on and picked her up, placing her gently behind him. " Ready?" He asked, starting the engine quickly. He had been doing this for years after all.
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 23, 2009 11:54:36 GMT -6
She blinked at the mention of a harley, and took the helmet he handed her carefully, rotating it in her hands so she could see herself in the vision cover.. "Oh.. wow.. harley.. okay.." Well she'd never ridden one, so she figured today it would be... scream and hold onto Dallas day.. She followed him out carefully, glad she'd had a smaller purse, and put it behind her over the back of the seat so it'd not fall off.. When he picked her up, helping her get on, she laughed, and then slowly wrapped her arms around him, enjoying the feeling of his abs under his shirt as her fingers slid over them...
The rumble of the harley hurt her ears, and she pulled the helmet down over her head, feeling her ponytail become loose.. She'd have to redo it when they got to her house.. Of course, she'd have to explain her phone, when she got there.. "They'll find this cool that you have a harley.. and dad will wanna talk all about it.." she yelled so he could hear her, and then hugged him tightly.. Well, this should be interesting.. As he shot off, she let a shrill scream part her lips, followed by laughture..
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 290 Outfit: Black shorts, white teeshirt from camp, sneakers Lyrics: I really don't know... lol Other: they're so cute.. I love them... XD [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 23, 2009 13:48:15 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Had the wind not been blowing against his face, he was sure that he would have felt his cheeks go hot. Her hands running over his abs like that, just sent him flying. He smiled as she mentioned her dad liking Harley's. That was a good thing. They'd have something to talk about...and maybe just maybe...he wouldn't kill him for dating his little girl. After getting directions from Carson, Dallas pulled up to her house. He smiled. He felt good about this visit. He was certain it would go well. He knew it would go well. Taking off his helmet, he killed the engine and got of the bike, balancing it so she wouldn't fall off. Taking her from it, he held her with one arm by the waist, while he pulled her helmet off with the other. Putting the helmets on the seat, he looked at her. "I can tell that was your first ride...you're hair is a mess." He laughed and kissed her forehead.
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 23, 2009 14:11:45 GMT -6
Her dad, like she suspected, was throwing a fit at his engine.. A minor cussword entered their hearing range as he crawled from under the hood of his old car.. She figured it was an old mustang, or maybe a challenger.. Yeah.. challenger made more sense.. She got off with his help, and tore off the helmet, glaring at him when he cmmented her hair.. Fixing it while she stood there, she leaned over sideways to look at her dad.. "Looks like you need a bath, old man.." She knew he'd heard the harley, but probably wasn't interested until he heard her voice..
"Carson? Baby... where have you been!?" Carson laughed.. "I accidentally dropped my phone, but I couldn't reach it before someone ran over it.. I have to get a new one.." He nodded, and emerged from the garage... He was in his fat jeans, and an old grey shirt from highschool. It was his "work shirt"... Slathered in oil and grease, he held a rag in one hand, and a wrench in the other.. He squinted when he came out into the sunlight, and then eyed the motorcycle before he even looked at Dallas.. "Sweet gem.. I've missed these.. this yours?" he asked, looking up at Dallas finally. It hadn't occured to him that his daughter had just climbed off his harley yet..
"And you.. did you ride this?" he asked, looking at Carson... She gave him a sheepish grin before nodding, and he guffawed.. "Lucky.. what year.. looks like a 92.. nice.." He walked around the side, and looked at it from the other view, before he inquired any information.. "What's your name son?" he asked, looking Dallas up and down.. She looked at the house, and nodded that way.. She'd let Dallas talk to her father about it.. The last thing she heard was.. "So how much did you pay for this bad boy.." before she entered the house through the garage, dodging her fathers tools.. "Hey momma.." She hugged the woman from behind.. Her mother looked nearly every bit like her, save for the hair color.. She had long blonde ringletts, which were in a neat half up/half down do today.
"Well long time no talk.. how was school?" Carson shrugged, and dug around the fridge for a pepsi.. "Okay I guess.. broke up with Kendall.." Her mother gasped. No reason to lay it out worse.. Mom did that on her own.. But she'd not tell her when.. which would make it easier to tell her about Dallas.. "Oh.. sweetie.. I'm sorry!" Her mother hugged her, and Carson laughed.. "Nah.. I'm better now.. I uh.. I met Dallas.. he's in the driveway talking about motorcycles.. you'll love him, and he'll love you for your cooking.. he's a good cook too.. made pancakes for us this morning.." And a few other details she'd not reveal..
Her mother beamed.. "Well I wanna see him... I bet he's handsome.. you always were the one to choose the lookers.. me, well you get that point.." She laughed with her mom.. Her father used to be beautiful in the most manly of ways.. He had dark chocolate eyes like hers, and used to have a lot of hair.. now he was balding and had a permanent spare tire.. But that's okay.. it only made him more lovable.. Hopping up onto the counter, she settled herself down on it, ignoring the look from her mother, and began reading the Seventeen Magazine that had come in the mail for her, as well as a letter from her nanna...
She wondered how Dallas was doing with her dad...
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 696 Outfit: Black shorts, white teeshirt from camp, sneakers Lyrics: I really don't know... lol Other: this will be fun... [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 24, 2009 16:02:10 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Dallas chuckled as Carson's dad stared in awe at his baby. He let Carson go to her mother and he leaned against his bike. " Yeah I've had it for about 4 years...been working on it for a while. Just got to drive it last summer. She really is a beauty." He ran his hand over the newly done paint job and smiled. " It's a 92 yes. But it runs like I got it yesterday."And then he felt horribly rude. "I'm sorry. It was rude of me not to introduce myself. I'm Dallas Reynolds. I'm a senior at the highschool as well." He gave a charming smile and extended his hand to Carson's father. He wasn't sure if he should introduce himself as Carson's boyfriend yet. It'd probably be better if Carson laid that load 0n her father, before Dallas even thought of menitoning it. " It's great to meet you. Carson has said nothing but nice things about you and her mother as well." He hoped that Mr and Mrs Owens liked him. The last thing he needed was a reason to sneak around to see his own girlfriend. Though he could tell that if he let Mr. Owens take a ride on his Harely, he'd make his way up on the good list.
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 25, 2009 8:48:06 GMT -6
Carson was just getting into the book when her mother muttered something about dinner being ready.. "What are we having?" she asked, flipping to page 102, where they had a summer love quiz special.. Apparently, this was an older dated magazine.. Totally wasn't summer anymore, sadly. Bianca turned and looked at her, blinking.. "Oh.. lemon pepper chicken, fetucinni pasta, and asparagus.. I hope Dallas is hungry.." Carson blinked.. "Are we eating right now?!" Her mother laughed.. "No, if you'd heard me.. I said it'll be ready in about.. 3 hours.. I'm just starting on the salad now.. and it'll need to be chilled.. calm down kid.." Carson laughed, and then slid off the counter, suddenly disinterested in the magazine.. Flopping it down on the marble, she moved to peer out the garage door..
Robert shook his hand strongly.. "Well you can call me Rob, Rober, or Bob.. maybe even pops.. depends on how good you are to me.." he added, snickering.. "So uh.. you're friends with Carson?" he asked, tossing a look to the house.. About that time, Carson took the chance to slip outside.. "Yeah.. dad.. great friends.. actually.. I've been meaning to tell you guys that.. Kendall and I broke up.." Her dad stared at her, looking like he'd die of a heart attack at any minute. She tossed a glance to Dallas, warning him to catch her father if he fell.. "He uh.. I found out he was cheating on me.." Her dad's face turned bright red at that, and rebalanced himself.. "That little good for nothing no account.. I let him date you!?" Carson nodded, and Robert pouted, ashamed..
"So where does Dallas play in?" he asked, giving the kid a grin.. Well he was a good looking guy, and he had a harley.. Which was even more insanely awesome.. And he was careful with Carson, the helmet and all.. Carson felt her cheeks heat at the question, and looked over at Dallas, blowing air through her lips.. Swinging her arms on either side of her, she laughed.. "We're dating now.." Her dad grinned at that, obviously pleased, and turned to wrap Dallas in a hug.. "Jeez.. how tall are you son.." Dropping him, he patted his shoulder.. Her father was 6'1 at the least, so he was shocked to nearly look Dallas in the eyes..
"So, you'll stay for dinner later, right?" Carson asked, breaking up the "bro mance" and then laughed.. She couldn't lose her boyfriend to her father.. nope.. not this time. "Remember dad, he's mine.." She added, reaching for Dallas.. Well now that the news was broken to her father, everything would be smooth sailing from here.. Bianca just wanted to see what he looked like.. Turning infront of Dallas, she took his hands in front of her, and walked him towards the house, following her father..
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 565 Outfit: Black shorts, white teeshirt from camp, sneakers Lyrics: I really don't know... lol Other: Nnow he's pretty much family... lmao [/size]
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Post by dallas steven reynolds on Aug 25, 2009 15:13:59 GMT -6
And remember baby, that I'll always be there to catch you when you fall!~! Dallas wasn't really sure if he wanted to tell Mr. Owens what he and Carson were. But as if just on time, Carson came out of no where to save the day. As Carson explained their little fairytale, a smirk lit up Dallas' face. When Mr. Ownen's hugged him, he chuckled and patted his back. At Carson's comment, he winked and pulled her against his side gently. " I'm 5'11 sir." He said smiling. " And I promise...I'll take care of her...if I even look at her wrong, you have permission to crash my Harley." It pained him to say it. But Dallas meant it. He would never do anything wrong to Carson. He cared to much for her. As Carson's voice rang through her ears once more, he looked down at her and nodded. " Of course I will." He kissed her forehead and let her lead him into the house. Seeing who he assumed Mrs. Owens, he smiled. " Nice to meet you. I'm Dallas" He extended his hand to her, while keeping an arm around Carson's waist tightly. He wasn't quite ready to let her go just yet.
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Post by Carson Dakota Owens on Aug 27, 2009 8:18:08 GMT -6
Carson led them into the kitchen, and when the noise caught her mothers attention, Bianca was on the current events, leaving her salad where it sat.. At the sight of Dallas, she nearly hyperventilated.. "Oh dear jesus... Carson!" Carson shrugged meekly, and moved a little more away so her mother could greet him.. She was right on time, apparently, because her mother bipassed his handshake, and wrapped him in a hug like her father had... She sighed, and stepped back, allowing Carson to regather herself in Dallas' arms.. "oh my... Well you certainly look like a boy who can eat.. I'm making lemon pepper chicken, fettucinni, and salad.. we may have breadsticks, if I can get Robbie to go to the store and get them.." Robert made a face... apparently, they didn't want to share time with Dallas.. They were still forgetting he was Carson's boyfriend.. not theirs...
With a glare from Bianca, Rob was on his way to the store.. Bianca slowly went back to her salad, with a few deep breaths and sighs.. Yep.. she was in love with Dallas just as much as any girl.. Except for Carson.. carson really loved him.. "Come on.." Taking his hand, she led him into the living room.. "Mom's an amazing home decorator, which is where I get my passion from.. I love this room.. read in here all the time.." She tore him away from the livingroom to the office next to it.. "This is their study.. mom had a desk, and dad has a desk.." They're house wasn't small at all, with her father's income.. "Mom does the finances.. dad brings in the money.. classic case ya know.." She slowly backed out, closing the study door, and then led him past the downstairs bathroom, pointing to it.. "Bathroom.." was the only word she gave him for it, and then pulled him up the stairs..
Stopping at the hall, she pointed to the right.. "Mom's and Dad's.. don't wanna go in there.." She pointed to the left.. "Bathroom.." Taking a few steps forward, she pointed to the left again.. "Game room.. used to be my baby room.. until I got tired of Winnie the Pooh.." She laughed, and pointed over them.. "Attic... I hate going up there.. What scares me is that it's so close to my room.." Slipping forward, she escaped his grasp, and leaned against her door.. "And this.. is the grand finalie.. my bedroom.." She slowly twisted the nob, for effect, and then shoved it open.. The mix of black and green were obvious, since her bed was that color.. The walls were just a shade or two off the cover color, giving it an aquatic effect. The dressers matched the bedset, mahogany.. It was classy, and rich.. with a ton of color.. Flopping down in her scoop chair, she looked at him.. "Well.. watcha think?"
The ceiling fan had it cool in here, blowing a soft breeze on everything.. She had a bookshelf, loaded with her favorite series.. She had a few shelves for knick knacks.. "Uh.. I used to be really into horses.." She added, looking at the tiny toy ones she'd kept on the shelves.. On her dresser, it was line with picture frames, a tackboard right over her vanity, offering memories from school, and vacations.. She smiled vaugely, and then looked over at him, her heart fluttering.. Her perfect guy.. in her perfect room..
Tag: Dallas Word Count: 658 Outfit: Black shorts, white teeshirt from camp, sneakers Lyrics: I really don't know... lol Other: hehe.. bianca is drooling [/size]
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