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In the game of I never, Kate almost always loses. She grew up fast and grew up hard, and she's done all the things people usually ask about and plenty they don't. But if the question was I've never arranged a date for my boyfriend on his birthday, Kate wouldn't have to drink. She probably would drink, because truth isn't an absolute for Kate. It's what she wants someone to know or not know about her.

She's given up lying like breathing but she didn't tell anyone (but the one person who counts) she's never done anything like this before. The whole package. The individual parts are familiar. Like the LBD she put together from scraps of black fabric from the clothing box. The black heels which she hates to walk in, but are fine for standing, eating, and fucking in. The bland beige belted trenchcoat (hand-fitted, but not re-pieced). Even the loose shoulder-brushing curls and hints of kohl around her eyes. All familiar. Dinner reservations, check. Surprise dessert (or breakfast, depending on how they roll), check. Note in his mailbox and on his door, check. It's just putting them all together and making them work she's not sure about.

Not that she's ever admitting that to anyone. What Declan doesn't know, doesn't hurt him. And right now all he knows is to meet her at her place at sunset. Where she'll conveniently not be, just long enough for him to sit down and wait while Kate watches, invisible from behind some nearby trees.

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title lyrics from Pink's Raise Your Glass

Date: 2011-11-30 06:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
His fingers are one hell of a distraction from a game of keep-away. He worked her nipples over so thoroughly she'll be getting a charge off her bra for days. Damn, she loves that, that they never go long enough she's not feeling him on her skin.

"I don't mind being your sweetheart as long as you don't mind me being your hellcat too," she decides and runs her fingers along the raised scratches in his back from her marking her claims.

Date: 2011-11-30 06:49 pm (UTC)
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"Hell no, that doesn't bother me," Declan says, grinning wide. "Just means I'm the luckiest bastard on this whole island and everyone else wishes they could have what I've got."

Date: 2011-11-30 06:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"You just want to get laid again," Kate teases, like that's not completely obvious. She kisses him again, nipping at his mouth, and pulls the bag of pastries around between them. "But you're cute when you're buttering me up, so here. Happy birthday, babe."

Date: 2011-11-30 08:56 pm (UTC)
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"You've brought me chocolate," Declan says, looking into the bag and back into her eyes. "You know I'm like a woman over chocolate. This is possibly the best thing you could have gotten me aside from all the sex and the dress."

Date: 2011-11-30 10:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate smacks him in the good shoulder for the 'woman' crack. "Pretty sure I don't remember ever getting poetic or weepy over chocolate, British." She's still smiling, though, because he's happy she remembered or whatever. "But I know you've been missing it, so I asked Shari to make some pastry for you."

Date: 2011-12-01 12:44 am (UTC)
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"And you are an amazing girlfriend," Declan says sincerely, lifting the pastry out of the bag. "Do you want to share or is it all for me?"

Date: 2011-12-01 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"I guess that's up to you, since it's yours." There's plenty in the bag for a day or two, even if he does share. A couple of eclairs and some chocolate scone things.

Date: 2011-12-01 01:28 am (UTC)
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"I think I want to be generous," Declan says, plucking out an eclair and offering her the bag back so she can choose her own poison. "You know, as cliche as it is, I could have a hell of a lot of fun licking chocolate off you."

Date: 2011-12-01 03:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate just smiles and sets the bag aside. "I'd rather share yours. Either because I'm licking the cream off you or because you're feeding me." Her eyes spark with mischief but there's a softness there too, a sweetness. She feels too much when he smiles like this.

Date: 2011-12-01 04:02 am (UTC)
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"You know, I have a rather large set of fantasies involving you and cream," Declan says, grinning mischievously at her.

"Maybe if we ever get home, I'll act them out?"

Date: 2011-12-01 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"Why wait?" Kate eases back off his lap and props herself up on her elbows, legs stretching forward behind his hip. "It's not like there's anything else to do here."

Date: 2011-12-01 05:32 am (UTC)
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"It's true, not much to do but have as much sex as humanly possible," he agrees. Back home, he'd have taken her out for fine dinners and to meet his family and off to do all manner of touristy things too but it's just not an option here.

Date: 2011-12-01 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"Sad truth: I'm so bored I've even started to like talking to people. Maybe I'll learn to cook or something." Kate sighs and she's only half playing for attention. "Until then, it's up to you to keep me out of trouble." She quirks a small smile. "Guess that makes me your birthday present."

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