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helsinkibabyDrabbles.
This Bouquet
This bouquet is the most beautiful, the most precious, Ainsley has ever received, and it takes pride of place on her desk where she answers all questions about it.
This bouquet is not for her birthday, or Valentine’s Day, or any other holiday.
This bouquet is not to celebrate a promotion, nor to make up for a fight.
This bouquet’s card simply reads, “Just because… love Leo.”
After so many months of secrecy, the man she loves can finally send her flowers just because he feels like it, and she can tell people that with a smile.
So she does.
Letting the Telephone Ring
Once upon a time, Donna would run to answer the phone when it rang, even on Saturdays. She knew that nine times out of ten, it would be Josh, demanding that she come into work, wanting to know something’s location.
She’d answer, always.
Today, it is Saturday, but today she doesn’t answer the phone. She’s too busy concentrating on the feel of Will’s hands as they run through her hair, work their way underneath her clothes. Her own hands aren’t idle either, and she smiles into his kiss.
She lets the telephone ring, and she doesn’t feel guilty at all.
A Hole in the World
It’s funny how life goes.
Someone shows up in your life one day, someone you don’t like all that much. Someone who challenges you, doesn’t take any crap from you, someone you can’t charm your way past.
Eventually, you find common ground, becoming colleagues first, eventually friends, good friends.
You even watch her fall in love with your boss without ever letting her know that you’re just a little bit in love with her yourself.
Then she leaves.
Suddenly, there’s a hole in your world where Sara used to be, and you miss her more than you ever thought possible.
After my crappy day yesterday, I managed to write three drabbles and finish the next Greg/Ellie. This is not a bad thing.
This Bouquet
This bouquet is the most beautiful, the most precious, Ainsley has ever received, and it takes pride of place on her desk where she answers all questions about it.
This bouquet is not for her birthday, or Valentine’s Day, or any other holiday.
This bouquet is not to celebrate a promotion, nor to make up for a fight.
This bouquet’s card simply reads, “Just because… love Leo.”
After so many months of secrecy, the man she loves can finally send her flowers just because he feels like it, and she can tell people that with a smile.
So she does.
Letting the Telephone Ring
Once upon a time, Donna would run to answer the phone when it rang, even on Saturdays. She knew that nine times out of ten, it would be Josh, demanding that she come into work, wanting to know something’s location.
She’d answer, always.
Today, it is Saturday, but today she doesn’t answer the phone. She’s too busy concentrating on the feel of Will’s hands as they run through her hair, work their way underneath her clothes. Her own hands aren’t idle either, and she smiles into his kiss.
She lets the telephone ring, and she doesn’t feel guilty at all.
A Hole in the World
It’s funny how life goes.
Someone shows up in your life one day, someone you don’t like all that much. Someone who challenges you, doesn’t take any crap from you, someone you can’t charm your way past.
Eventually, you find common ground, becoming colleagues first, eventually friends, good friends.
You even watch her fall in love with your boss without ever letting her know that you’re just a little bit in love with her yourself.
Then she leaves.
Suddenly, there’s a hole in your world where Sara used to be, and you miss her more than you ever thought possible.
After my crappy day yesterday, I managed to write three drabbles and finish the next Greg/Ellie. This is not a bad thing.
