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"I'm sorry," she whispered, not able to bring herself to look at them.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, not able to bring herself to look at them.
"I just hope he's gone. Dealing with him was a pain in the ass." She yawned. "Imma go change into something comfy." She waltzed upstairs and decided to do something any normal fiancee would do. She looked through his closet to find something oversized to steal. Then, she spotted it. "Black and red flannel! Yes please!" She pulled the flannel down and changed into it as a nightgown, rolling up the sleeves and keeping it closed by a small shiny black leather belt.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, not able to bring herself to look at them.
Lillian felt the numbing grow, âWhy sorry?â
(Basically just the flannel and a pair of underwear. You know, like any normal girl when she steals her significant other's clothing.)
"I⌠I tried to help you⌠but I just make everything worse!" She stood up suddenly.
(My girlfriend steals my flannels and my sweatshirts, you aren't wrong)
Ryan's eyes blinked open, "Oh, hey there sexy. Is that my shirt,"
âNo, Cold Angel,â Lillian felt helpless. She didnât like this. No, stop, go away!
"Would you be mad if it was?" She giggled, sitting on the chair across from them.
Paige blinked at her tears. "What?" she whispered.
"No, you look good in my shirt," he smiled. Guys complain all the time about girls taking their clothes but what they never admit is how much they like it.
Paige blinked at her tears. "What?" she whispered.
âI like you,â Lillian smiled at her, âSo stay please!â
"Good because I'm not taking it off. It's too comfy." She snuggled into the soft fabric.
"But, I⌠But, I hurt youâŚ" Paige murmured.
"Good because I'm not taking it off. It's too comfy." She snuggled into the soft fabric.
"I could make you take it off," he smiled suggestively.
Lillian shook her head as she clung to Darren, âNo hurt. This is my bad. So stay.â
"With her around? Sure, let's go with that." She gestured to the still sleeping girl on his chest.
48 hours per monthâŚ
"Okay," she whispered.
"With her around? Sure, let's go with that." She gestured to the still sleeping girl on his chest.
"She's sleeping," He laughed, "Or we can wait⌠The honeymoon phase will be fun," he teased.
Lillian cheered as the numbness faded away, âYay! Cold Angel stays!â
"It really will, won't it?" She smiled a little. "Right, are you done staring yet?"
Lillian cheered as the numbness faded away, âYay! Cold Angel stays!â
"For a day," Darren said quietly.
"It really will, won't it?" She smiled a little. "Right, are you done staring yet?"
"No I'm not done stop moving, I can't believe I'm marrying you,"
âWhat?â Lillian looked to Campfire quizzically.
Paige blinked and looked away again.
"Angels have 48 hours a month unless they are whitelighters,"
She stayed as still as she could. "Neither can I. Most people probably think we're crazy. I just turned 18 and I'm already getting married."
âOh,â Lillian looked down. She didnât like that, why couldnât she just stay.
She stayed as still as she could. "Neither can I. Most people probably think we're crazy. I just turned 18 and I'm already getting married."
"But to youâŚ" he smiled, "So perfect," He was almost painting her in his mind, taking in everything.
She reached up and pulled out her braid, combing through it with her fingers. "I don't know if perfect is the right word. Adequate seems more accurate."
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