Celebration with [livejournal.com profile] dl_greenarrow.

Feb. 26th, 2011 11:38 pm
chloesullivan: (Mouth hanging open)
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Chloe had spent most of the day in the Watchtower, she hadn't realized that all the work after the benefit would be as intense as preparing it. She had collected all the donations and now she was working remotely with a couple of people from Queen Industries as well as Emil and Mia's doctor to start implementing the money into equipment and staff.

The work would be rewarding, she knew as much, but even though she was a very fast learner, there was a lot for her to learn and understand and she wanted to make sure every decision was thought out and as close to perfect as it could be. That in itself wouldn't normally be a problem, but the further into her pregnancy she went, the more uncomfortable the chairs in the Watchtower seemed to get and the less she was able to focus.

All in all, it had been a long day and she was glad when she got out of the elevator on their floor that she could hear noises coming from within the apartment as well as the amazing smell of Ollie's cooking. She was absolutely starving and maybe it was just her imagination or even wishful thinking, but she could swear it smelled like lasagna.

With a deep breath, she opened the door, "Oll--" she was about to call out for him when she stilled. The entire apartment was covered in tulips and candles, the dining room table had been set and on top of it, there was definitely a huge lasagna. Her eyes were wide in surprise and she knew Ollie owed her a very expensive date for the auction, but she'd been hoping he would at least give her some heads up for it so she could dress up properly and not just wear what she wore the most these days: whatever fit and felt comfortable, like the long dress she had on now.

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Date: 2011-02-27 10:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He kissed her forehead lightly and led her to the table, pulling her chair out for her.

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Date: 2011-02-27 10:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She looked up at him even at she sat down, her eyes bright. She really was incredibly lucky.

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Date: 2011-02-27 10:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He smiled softly at her, dishing out some of the lasagna on each of their plates, and setting a couple breadsticks on her plate, as well. "How was your day?"

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Date: 2011-02-27 10:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"Thank you," she said again, adjusting on her seat to try and get comfortable, "busy, but I guess not as busy as yours." He had obviously put a lot of effort into this whole thing.

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Date: 2011-02-27 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Oh, this?" He shrugged a little and flashed her a grin. "Hardly took any time at all." His voice was teasing.

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"Liar," she teased back, reaching over and taking his hand in hers, "I will have to do something twice this special for you since I forgot it was today."

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He brushed his thumb lightly over her hand. "It's not a competition," he said gently. "You've already given me more than I ever thought I'd be able to have."

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"It's not about competing, it's about what you deserve," she whispered quietly, "you have given me so much too, Ollie."

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"We've given each other a lot," he agreed quietly, lifting her hand to his mouth and kissing it softly.

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"I don't know where I would be without you," she whispered quietly, brushing her fingers against his hand, "and I'm so glad I don't have to find out."

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"That works both ways," he whispered with a soft smile.

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"I know," she said quietly, leaning in and kissing his cheek softly, "a year ago, I never imagined we would be here today."

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Me either," he admitted, resting his hand on her back gently.

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She sighed softly at the gentle touch, her back had been killing her lately so even the slightest pressure against it felt good.

"I'm glad you stayed," she whispered, her stomach turning a little as she remembered losing him, "that you came back."

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Date: 2011-02-27 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He held his breath a little, then wound his arm around her, pulling her close to him.

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Date: 2011-02-28 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She shifted closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on to him and closing her eyes. She hadn't thought about this in so long, but now that she did, everything she wouldn't have if he wasn't here...

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Date: 2011-02-28 12:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"I love you," he whispered against her ear. "Always. You're it for me."

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Date: 2011-02-28 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"I love you," she whispered back at him, pressing soft kisses against his jaw, "I'm never losing you again."

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Date: 2011-02-28 12:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Not as long as I have any say in it," he agreed, smiling as she kissed him.

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Date: 2011-02-28 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"Ditto," she whispered quietly, pulling back enough to kiss him.

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