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Post by Mia-Sara on Oct 9, 2006 11:58:35 GMT -5
Amelia's laugh sounded down the phone and she was truly amused by his words.
"No. If you haven't noticed, we're not identical. I have no idea if identical twins can feel *every* little thing, but he does not know when I'm making out with someone. That would just be...gross."
She laughed, leaning back on her bed and twirling a strand of hair in her fingers.
"But who said I'll even let you make out with me? Presume much? I'd probably let you if you were here now, but I'll probably feel differently tomorrow."
She mused innocently, biting back a laugh. She wanted to see exactly how far he was willing to go with this and how much he actually wanted to make out with her.
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Stella held Nick back as he lunged for the door.
"You know what Becky's like honey - she's probably blowing it out of proportion. Let me handle this."
She pulled her clothes back on and sighed tiredly as she unlocked the door to see Grace looking guilty and Becky looking....pleased with herself. If it had been Amelia, Becky would have taken the secret to her grave.
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Post by janet on Oct 9, 2006 12:06:39 GMT -5
"I see," Derek mused, stretching out on his bed. "And that's interesting, because if you were here, I'd let you make out with me, too. But I suppose I'll just have to keep thinking about you in your little uniform," he chuckled to himself. "Bending over, doing twirls, blowing kisses toward me. Your skirt was pretty short, by the way," he continued. "Didn't leave all that much open to the imagination."
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"Hi, mommy!" Becky smiled, looking up at Stella. "So Grace crawled back through the window a little while ago, and she said that she had been kissing Jake from next door. She also told me not to tell you, because she wanted to kiss him again. I don't think she's as good of a kisser as Amy is, but I dunno, because I haven't seen her kiss anyone before!" she added.
Back in bed, Nick rested his hands under his head, not sure how he felt about this later development. Kids were kids, and he of course knew that all kids experimented with kissing at one point or another. But ten years old? Nick swollowed, trying not to picture any of his children in compromising positions. "Perhaps I should send them to see Sara," he mused. "She could... what? What could she do?"
A part of Nick really wanted to yell at Grace, and to ground her for life, but he knew that he couldn't do that. "Handcuffs?" he asked. "Maybe I could tie them up, and never let any of them leave the house? Yeah, that might work..." he trailed off, before dismissing the idea. I guess I'm just going to have to get used to the idea of my kids being... in relationships.
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Post by Mia-Sara on Oct 9, 2006 12:17:07 GMT -5
"Well that's fortunate for you, seeing as you obviously don't have all that much imagination stored in that hollow box you call a head."
She teased, sitting up and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She was extremely bored and all she wanted to do was go out with her girls, but they were all busy.
"Wanna switch our little date to tonight?"
She offered, applauding herself for suddenly coming up with that idea.
"Meet my outside my house in a half hour."
She said, not giving him chance to back out before she hung up and walked over to her closet, pulling out various outfits until she came to low ride, tight jeans with slashes in and a pink mesh top that was designed to be slightly transparent enough to see the color of her bra. Noting that, she pulled out a sexy little black bra and went quickly to shower. She was pleased with herself a half hour later that she had actually managed to stay within her time slot, putting the finished touches to her very sexy make-up and bounding out of her room, calling a goodbye to her parents.
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Stella glanced over her shoulder to Nick and rolled her eyes.
"We're not tying our kids up, Nick. We can sort this out. Grace, you're grounded. You were in your room to do your homework, not to sneak out and play with Jake. I'm not gonna yell at you for kissing him. I can't imagine you're planning to do that again so this is a warning,"
She said, her tone indicating that it wasn't a request.
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Post by janet on Oct 9, 2006 12:25:40 GMT -5
Twenty-eight minutes later, Derek was outside of Amelia's house, pacing back and forth on the sidewalk. He was excited that they were going to be out, and he was eager to see how far she would take this date. She was a nice girl, that much he knew; but she was also... sexy. Plain and simple, she was sexy. Shoving his hands deep into his jeans pocket, he glanced down at his letterman jacket, making sure that he looked as good as he felt. "Ready, set, here we go," he whispered to himself, glanicng up at her window.
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"But mom!" Grace stamped her foot, before turning around and storming off to her room. "Can I help it if I'm really smart?" she asked no one in particular. "That's not fair. Nothing in this house is ever fair!" she added, slamming her down shut behind her.
"Hi, daddy!" Becky grinned, running into her parents' room, and climbing on top of the bed. "How are you?" she asked him, staring over at him.
"I'm fine, honey," Nick mumbled, still lost in thought over Grace, that he hadn't heard Amelia say goodbye. If he had seen what she was wearing, too, he never would have let her out of the house.
"Good," Becky smiled, throwing her arms around her father's neck, and planting a wet kiss on his cheek. Standing up, and jumping off of the bed, she ran back to her own room.
Nick just sighed, staring up at Stella. "They're growing up," he commented, holding his arms out to her.
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Post by Mia-Sara on Oct 9, 2006 12:44:52 GMT -5
Steppingout of the house, she smiled when she saw Derek stood waiting for her. She saw that he'd been pacing and had his back to her now so she crept up behind him, putting her hands over his eyes and waiting for him to turn around. Her perfume surrounded him and when he opened his eyes she could see instantly that he was stunned. They hadn't seen each other outside of school properly before - he mostly just saw her in either her cheerleading outfits or in casual clothes.
"You look hot."
She commented with a sparkle in her eye, her brown hair curled to perfection and framing her face, making her brown eyes stand out.
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"Five kids honey - most of them girls. We were bound for trouble from the start....but I need to tell yuo something."
She said, hoping it wouldn't have to be third time lucky. Sitting down at the side of the bed, she kept her back to him, not sure how he'd feel about another child. Sure he'd said he wanted a big family, as had she, but six kids? They had a two year old, who yes, was an angel, but still she was two.
"Nick...I'm pregnant."
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Post by janet on Oct 9, 2006 12:54:05 GMT -5
"Well the same thing goes for you," Derek replied, licking his lips as his mouth went completely dry. "So, uh, where would you like to go?" he asked. "Do you want some food? Or do you just want some privacy?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, and already walking away from her house. Derek didn't understand how she managed to get out of the house in an outfit like that, but he wasn't about to complain. In fact, he wasn't about to complain at all.
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"You're... what?" Nick softly asked, his eyes going wide. "We're going to have another baby...? Please, Stella, no more girls," he whispered, wrapping his arms tightly around her from behind, and resting his head on her shoulder. "I don't think I can handle another girl...."
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Post by Mia-Sara on Oct 9, 2006 13:03:59 GMT -5
"I grabbed a bit to eat before. Let's go to that club downtown. Tonight's the Under 20s night. There'll be music, drinks, and no one will notice if we wanna...go somewhere more private. 'Cause I'm feeling kinda wild tonight, so dancing will be perfect."
She smiled cheekily, slipping her hand into his as they walked down the street. The club wasn't too far - a ten minute walk at the most - and she enjoyed just walking and holding his hand.
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"You're not mad? I was worried you wouldn't want another baby."
She admitted quietly. To be honest, she wasn't 100% thrilled about the prospect of giving birth again but she loved each and every one of her children no matter what. James had been a surprise too, but Stella wouldn't have changed the fact that she'd gotten pregnant with her. She just happened to get pregnant quite easily. She was starting to wonder if they should try using protection. But everytime she told herself "next time, we'll be safe" - next time came and they got so carried away in the heat of the moment that it seemed to escape them.
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Post by janet on Oct 9, 2006 13:10:35 GMT -5
"I can get my freak on," Derek told her, swinging her hand. "Because girl, I've got moves you've never dreamed on," he told her, biting his lip so that he wouldn't laugh aloud. "Isn't that from a movie or something?" he grinned, lightly bumping into her shoulder. "I'm pretty sure that I've heard it before," he mumbled.
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"Of course I'm not mad," Nick whispered, twisting his head to the side in order to kiss her neck. "I love you even more when you're pregnant and barefoot. You're so sexy, with that little round tummy of yours," he teased her, gently stroking her stomach. "But I'm serious, Stel... no more girls. I can't handle you all anymore. Your cycles are just..." he blushed. "There's too much estrogen running around this place."
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Post by Mia-Sara on Oct 9, 2006 13:21:23 GMT -5
"Well I knew you hadn't come up with it by yourself. Too smooth."
She joked, letting her fingers lightly brush his and looking up at him with an amused yet still sexy smile. They were walking close together now and she knew she'd have him begging her for a kiss - if he didn't just take liberties and move in for the kill himself - by the end of the night, or even as soon as she showed him what moves she had when she danced. She knew that some kids managed to get alcohol into the club on the odd occasion and if it was on offer she'd have a drink or two, but she'd never lost control because of alcohol so she wasn't worried.
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"Oh thanks, Nick! It's not a compliment to call me fat!"
She whined, a playful pout on her lips. Laughing a little when she heard his comment, she twisted around in his arms.
"Honey, you know I have no power over whether we get a a girl or a boy. I've just been lucky so far. You know how much I love dressing Jamie up in pink dresses - you just want someone else to play football with 'cause JC's gotten better than you and won't play anymore."
She taunted him, poking his stomach a little in amused accusation.
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Post by janet on Oct 9, 2006 13:26:57 GMT -5
"I can be smooth," Derek grinned, as they neared the club. "I can be very smooth, actually," he chuckled, squeezing her hand for a moment. "But stick close to me," he advised her, "And I don't think you'll be disappointed," he added, as he paid the guy at the door the money to get them both in. "So do you want to grab some soda first?" he asked, trying to unobtrusively eye her body. "Or dance first?"
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Nick shrugged, pulling Stella onto his lap, and lifting his hips up to meet hers. "I didn't say that you were fact," he smiled at her. "I said that you were sexy... there's a difference. And I know that you can't control whether or not we have a girl or a boy, but I'm telling you, Stel, we're having a boy..." he stubbornly told her, as he felt himself brush against her. "God, you're sexy when I know that you're pregnant."
(omg... if they drink, Nick is going to pitch a fit!)
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