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Post by Charlotte A. Benne on Dec 31, 2009 15:03:36 GMT -5
Charlotte chuckled softly. Food, of course! "Yeah. I won't be evil and starve you...this time." She said, a mischevious grin crossing her features. She kissed him one more time, lingering before rolling off of him. She brushed back her wild hair, shivering slightly. She was getting too used to Em's warm skin. But she loved it, it was like home for her. Always warm. Texas practically never got below forty degrees, so this was practically a foreign country.
Shuffling around his room slightly, Char found one of his shirts and pulled it over her head. It was huge on her naturally, working more as a dress then a shirt. Not that she cared.
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Post by Embry Call on Jan 1, 2010 1:01:11 GMT -5
"Awesome," Embry was really hungry. He kissed her back with a little extra energy to make it last until the next time and waited as she lingered... She loved to tease him, and he loved it. Charlotte rolled off of him and out of his hold, Emb watched her as she slightly shivered from the difference of temperature. This made him smirk. He proped himself up on his elbows and watched her as she searched around the room. He couldn't help but think abot how lucky he was to have such a beautiful, hot, gorgeous girl. When Char slipped on one of his shirts, Embry got up, at his turn, and went on his own little hunt for something to wear. He found his shorts after a while and slid them on -- as a wolf, boxers only ment one extra thing to carry thus he didn't find any need to have some anymore.
In a failed attempt to fix his bed-head-hair, Emb ran his hand through his hair a few times from the back to the front but ended up giving up. "So, what's for breakfest?" He asked Charlotte, walking out of the room behind her. Embry was a bad cook. He managed to make himself meals however they were far from anything anyone else would consider adible. He didn't have very much food in his house, too. Just a few things that weren't going to go bad if he forgot them like cereals and canned good, and a few perishable items in the fridge.
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Post by Charlotte A. Benne on Jan 1, 2010 1:36:32 GMT -5
Charlotte watched him search around his room, a smile placed easily onto her face. The room looked like a tornado practically had blown through it, but who knew - maybe it was like this all the time. She had noticed Embry was not necessarily the most neat and tidy person she knew. Slipping out of his room once he had a pair of shorts on, it was easy for her to find his kitchen. She heard his question, and laughed softly at the idea of her cooking. She had never been much a cook, that was certain.
"No flippin' idea. I don't eat breakfast half the time. What do normal people eat for breakfast?" Char did not have enough time to be able to sit down and eat. Most of the time she'd just grab a protein bar and eat as she drove to Seattle. Some mornings she just wasn't hungry when she woke up either. Why, she was not sure but it helped her save time. "Oh, and beware. I've blown up a microwave and a computer, so no telling what I might destroy this time."
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Post by Embry Call on Jan 2, 2010 14:23:54 GMT -5
Embry watched as he followed her into the kitchen, thinking he just might like her wear his shirt more than a skirt. His shirt was very long on her, though not too bad on the wideness. Emb wasn't the biggest of the packs, rather one of the skinniest but he was pretty tall. His shirt fit her like a nightgown... If anyone wore any of those anymore. He chuckled, "You should eat in the morning," She was barely more than skin and bones as it was -- for lack of a better expression. He raised an eyebrow at jer comment about exploding things. Embry went up behind her and took her hands, holding them together behind her back gently. "No exploding things here," He told her before giving her a peck on the cheek and letting her go. "I'll make breakfest. If you don't mind cereal?" Em walked around her and headed to the fridge to get some milk then got everything else from the cupboards.
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Post by Charlotte A. Benne on Jan 2, 2010 15:08:33 GMT -5
Charlotte stuck her tongue out at him with his comment about her needing to eat more. "I'm not aneroxic, that's all you can ask for these days." She teased him lightly, poking his abs. It was true, she did happen to have a lot of friends that were aneroxic. It was sad, really, how thin they were. She was actually one of the thicker one of her friends as far as waist measurements, and all of that girly stuff she didn't bother with.
Smiling with false innocence up at him, Char spoke. "You doubt my knowledge of blowing things up, don't you?" She asked curiously. Most people did, she looked like a city girl that would know all about computers. She could tell you anything you needed to know about cell phones or texting, but computers were far from that. "Yeah, it'll work as well as anything." She merely shrugged as she spoke, letting him do whatever he did to fix breakfast.
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Post by Embry Call on Jan 2, 2010 18:01:30 GMT -5
Pouring some cereal into two different bowls, Embry shrugged. "True," He grabbed the jug of milk and poured some of that into each bowl as well. He took out two spoons, put them in the bowls and picked up both before turning around to the table. "Four-star meal." Emb joked, sitting down and starting to dig in. "I don't doubt you at all, Char. I don't want you to blow things up." He laughed.
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Post by Charlotte A. Benne on Jan 2, 2010 20:34:27 GMT -5
Char smiled at him, merely commenting quietly. "Only one more star," her voice was a bit sing-songish, almost in a taunting way. She sat down as well, not eating nearly as fast as Embry. She didn't wolf down her found, pun quite intended. But she ate, and was actually some what hungry despite having woken up not long ago. Maybe the sun had inspired her, or maybe she was just doing it for him. It was more than likely to be the second option, though.
"Not everyone gets what they want," Charlotte said, smiling mischeviously at him once again. "But I suppose then it's a good thing you didn't know me back in Texas. You could never look at me the same way if you saw me for an hour with one of my friends." It was true, the blond had calmed down a lot since moving here. Which was probably good, as if she hadn't things would have turned out a lot different with where she currently was. If she hadn't of calmed down, she'd probably be hungover from some party at the moment instead of here.
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Post by Embry Call on Feb 15, 2010 20:58:32 GMT -5
Embry laughed his deep throaty laugh when Charlotte commented on his meal only missing one more star. He shrugged. "It's just cereal, anyways." He went on to devour the rest of his bowl within the minute.
Emb listened to her as she stoke about wants and her past. He frowned, slightly playfully. "You're right, not everyone can get what they want... Like me. Right now, I want two things," He paused, his frown started to slowly turn upwards. "For one, I want more food..." His lips were now in a smirk as he watched from across the tiny table. "And on the other hand... I want more of you." His voice was more velvety near the end. Yes, they had spent the whole night together, playing around, but he wanted her still... almost wanted her more, now. "But I can't have both at the same time." Embry finished.
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Post by Charlotte A. Benne on Feb 28, 2010 20:09:10 GMT -5
That honestly didn't surprise her - Charlotte new her probably ate twice as much in one meal to be full as she did in a day. Which said a lot, because when she got bored she tended to eat. "Of course," the blond said, giving a roll of her brown eyes. Typical of him to say.
Letting her eyebrow quirk up, Charlotte gave him an almost question look at his comment. "Well, since I am of the female species, I could never be quite that simply." She was also her, and she was rarely simple. She was a very complicated person, that you learned almost immediately. She had almost no common sense, and yet she was majoring in physics. It made absolutely no sense at all, yet she was actually maintaining good grades. Which was a very odd combination.
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Post by Embry Call on Mar 25, 2010 21:54:57 GMT -5
Embry watched Charlotte roll her eyes wearing a taunting, pleased smirk while he scooped an other couple of spoon-fulls in his mouth. After he swallowed that down he replied: "Don't tell me you aren't in the same position." He gave her a wink before devouring some more cereal. Charlotte must be thinking the someway somewhere deep down. It was all that was on Emb's mind anyways; food and his gorgeous imprintee. That was it. Not the pack, not his mother, not vampires, not a single other thing. Just the two things.
Embry raised an eyebrow. "I think I could fix that, if I wanted to." He could find a way of being convincing enough to get her to be simpler. Looking down at his bowl, Em frowned; it was empty. He reached over to grab the box off the counted and poured what little contents that were left in it. Of course, there was not enough. Not even enough for a bowl full. Embry sighed as he stood up. "I'm going to get some more -- this was my last box." Walking up to the counter he reached up to the over-head cabinets. Opening one, there was a small safe box. It wasn't locked. Pushing up the lid he took some money before closing the cabinet and turning back to his girlfriend. He shoved the money in his pocket as he walked over to her. Embry placed one hand on the table and the other on the back of her chair, he leaning over her lightly. "I'll be back in a sec." Embry said and then leaned in further to kiss her sweetly before he straitened out. "Dont go anywhere while I'm gone." He added as he headed for the front door.
After a few minutes, Embry walked back into his house with three boxes tucked up his arm. Heading towards the kitchen he put them down on the counter.
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