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From: Aela Felice Villette
Awkward silence would be a guest to such a moment as the one that caressed over Aela and Bryon as they sat within the living room, staring at each other in content. Careless as it may be, it was dismissed with soft kisses around sips of crimson and whispers of shadows among them. The Night was shared in good amounts between them, and they cherished it as if it was all there was.
"So....is that a yes then my darling?" Her words held a tenderness, much so like her skin that shaped in a way to elope his. Her eyes, emerald stars dancing within flames that surrounded them, kept his in the stare they held as intense sparks did fly.
"How could I say otherwise?" His lips curled into a smile, slowly, to linger on her vision as if enchanted to sit and dwell in her eyes.
"You could, it is possible. I would understand if things were unable to mold to that date. I don't understand however, the eagerness in such an answer." She made it a point to whisper out the last of her words, making him lean closer to hear so she could steal a touch from his lips, which he allowed.
"Do you know what I see in you? I see an aesthetic and ethereal mystery made flesh, a mystery so deep it can only be comprehended through your own skillful hand. Whenever you write, you show us a piece of the puzzle that is Aela, which is so beautifully hidden inside your perfect body. That's what you are, and that's one of the things I love about you." His smiled beamed as he noticed her expression to his words.
"Your words...." She flung her arms around his neck quickly embracing him warmly as she whispered on. "You speak as if you could read my heart Bryon. Thank you."
"I hope you don't mind... I ~did~ read something that was on the board over there..." His hand gestured to her tack board, pointing a finger to the ivory paper hanging from it as he held her close.
"You little sneak," She released a velvet chuckle within one last kiss to him, then stood slowly from the couch to fetch the phone from the table on her left. "If I thought for a second you'd read my work, I would have not left my diary on the table."
Bryon flicked his eyes quickly towards the table in confusion and curiosity which made a laugh erupt from Aela's throat. "As if I really would..." Aela snickered and stepped over to the table to retrieve her message from the delicious desk boy. Bryon chuckled softly at himself and stole a sip of wine from her glass to clear his throat.
"I need to call Mason and tell her we shall show up Thursday then, and....I have an idea." She punched the numbers on the phone quickly as she spoke, her eyes watched Bryon get even more comfortable on the couch.
"I knew you would, You always have something pricking your mind to cause chaos." His tone fell through a return snicker as he flashed a charming smile her way.
"Not Chaos...." She blew him a kiss from across the room as she rested a portion of her thigh against her work table. "I was thinking more along the lines of.... a party." Aela flicked a mischievious look at him and winked. Byron laughed loudly, a wonderful laugh which brought her heart to want to swim in it and she smiled, waiting for Mason to answer the phone.