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    ~ My Soldier – Chapter 2 ~

    Story written on October 12, 2011 by I_Cant_Be_Defeated.
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    It’s Tasha’s welcome home party and guess who Tina sees back there?

    I actually want to dance with her but I am so nervous. I’ve danced with a lot of people, men and women, for fun or because it’s a date where I have to dance but I’ve never danced with her. I look at her, all I can think is ‘fuck it’ and I take her hand. A victorious smile spreads across her face. I choose to ignore it and let her lead me to the improvised ‘dance floor’. She places her hands on my hips and I lay my arms around her neck. We sway to the music and Bette looks at me. I love this song, but I love Bette’s eyes even more.

    “Has someone told you that you look phenomenal today?” She asks me.

    I giggle softly and my cheeks get red. How does she do that to me? “Thanks…” I reply. “You look great to.”

    “Thank you.” She says. Her voice is softer and it’s even more beautiful. “What do you do for a living? I didn’t ask yesterday.”

    I look up and into her eyes. I can’t even remember my own name when I look into those brown orbs. I feel a little bit stupid when I try to reply: “I… Uh… I…I’m… Chief Development Executive for Shaolin-Peabody Studios.” I finally manage to say.

    “You are cute when you stutter.” She tells me and my heart begins to race. I don’t understand that this doesn’t bother me. I once dated this guy who did about the same and I found him so obnoxious I dumped him after the second date but this woman… man, she can keep talking to me like that and it’ll only make me long for more. I love how she can make me blush and smile.

    I don’t respond, I just keep dancing with her, her hands find each other behind my back and she gently pulls me closer so our bodies are touching slightly, they are more like brushing to each other. Various feelings are coursing through my body. It feels only natural when I lay my head on her shoulder. I can hear her heartbeat and it goes fast… I think it’s faster than normal. The song ends and it’s like I’m being catapulted into reality. I drop my arms to my side while she removes her hands from around my waist.

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    7. Hahahaha I love the way they speak to each other! This is so funny I love it. Ya know I almost joined the Navy after high school but I decided against it at the last minute.I’ll post my story asap :)

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