A Night In

Aug. 8th, 2018 10:06 pm
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 It all started with Ben tugging Meredith onto his lap, lips pressed against hers in a heated kiss. His hands roamed on her figure while his desire for her grew. He had wanted her ever since their first encounter at the bar but Ben never imagined something would actually become of it.

"I want you to know you're not some groupie to me, Meredith. I really want this with you."

Date: 2018-08-25 05:56 pm (UTC)
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"And I'm sure you'll talk all about your wonderful girlfriend."

Meredith teased. She didn't expect him to mention her, she didn't feel like he needed to, but the idea of thousands of teenage girls getting their hearts broken did kind of amuse her in an odd way. She exhaled and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"I didn't want you thinking I was just getting with you to further my career. Either of them. I don't know, I just sensed you'd been through a lot of bullshit and I had to be different."

Date: 2018-08-25 06:54 pm (UTC)
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She hugged him back, resting her head on his shoulder. Just appreciating the simple closeness between them, the small affection. The little things he did to show her that he cared. He'd always done those, but now he seemed even more attuned to what she needed and to making her feel appreciated.

"I love you," she said softly. "And I always will."

Even when she was mad at him, she had never stopped loving him. It was her deep love for him that had made her so upset in the first place.

Date: 2018-08-25 09:50 pm (UTC)
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She relaxed beside him, enjoying the affection even though they had other things to do. Meredith could stand there forever.

“This won’t bore you? Being domesticated with me?” she asked.

Date: 2018-08-25 10:36 pm (UTC)
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“We’ll need space for your drum kit. Maybe you can teach me to play. And a parking space for your car so I’ll clean out the garage. And my closet.”

She was thinking out loud now. Building their life in her head.

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