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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 11, 2007 10:33:59 GMT -5
Sam was really beginning to take pleasure in the dance. He sure knew how to dance as well. His movements were as equally teasing as she hoped hers were. She laughed when he took her leg up, letting his hand just stray a little further then perhaps needed, but Sam just shrugged it away, and let him take her on the adventure.
They moved so fast, and flashy that she had almost lost her breath by the time she felt her chest graze his. She watched him carefully now, just as the music began to fade, slowly beginning to take its leave. Sam’s heart raced, and she realised that she as not as fit as she used to be. But was still in good shape.
Her body touched his, and wherever his hands strayed left small tingling feelings beneath her skin. Her hands locked around his waist, just as the music faded out and stopped. But still, she seemed to move to the similar rhythm the music had left behind. Just like they had, when they first started.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 11, 2007 16:04:40 GMT -5
Brandon listened as the song began to die down to a softer, gentler beat as he felt her hands around his waist. She was moving back and forth with the music as he gazed back down at her smiling as his hands ran up and down her back slowly and gently as his head bent down to where his forehead touched with hers. " I would have never believed you haven't danced before." he said softly. " What else can do you 'not' do. " he said in a soft gently tone as his hands stayed now at a general spot on her back, about mid way as he awaited her answer, his sparkling eyes looking right down into hers with wonder and a great deal of curiosity.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 5:52:50 GMT -5
Sam had not wanted the music to finish. Some how it had a soothing enthusiasm. She had just had the most fun, she had, had in a long time. Her heart beat was racing at a faster state, but it was all from the movement. Sam bit her lip, she had blown her cover quite tremendously.
Somehow his hold around her, made her feel a lot safer then she had been for quite some time. It was a strange feeling, but not un-welcome. She looked into his eyes as his forehead gently landed with hers, “Many things, I assure you,” she answered, leaving her lips slightly parted, “I am not as skilled as many people in this age.”
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 12, 2007 7:07:58 GMT -5
He continued to look down at her as she spoke to him. His eyes watching every motion her lips made as his hands stayed where they were upon her back. " Well i sure you can accomplish anything that you set your mind to. " He said softly as he moved forward just a bit to where his lips were close to touching hers. " It just depends on what you plan to do...." He said softly, his lips so close to her that they almost touched. Emotions ran through his body as he gazed at her, thoughts of all kinds flowed through his mind as he felt her embrace.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 7:16:33 GMT -5
 Sam watched Brandon with curiosity, watching as he slowly moved his lips closer to hers, “Maybe I could, but I would have to want to put my mind into it to accomplish it,” just as she moved closer, her phone began to ring. It startled her, almost to the point where she jumped. The phone kept ringing and she sighed, and moved away, out of his grip. She wanted to stay there, but the tune of the phone told her it was her work and it was important otherwise they wouldn’t have rung.
“Sorry,” she said apologetically, “I have to get this. Help yourself to anything.”
She quickly dashed over to the phone and picked it up with a glance at Brandon, “Samantha Andrews speaking.”
What had actually happened was just an inquiry towards her next article, so they could start on the cover of the magazine. She wouldn’t have minded the call, if she hadn’t had company. But she brushed them off as quickly as possible, telling them she’d ring them when she had her facts sorted. She hung up and turned the phone off. No more interruptions!
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 12, 2007 7:22:38 GMT -5
Brandon heard the phone ring and couldn't help but smile as he shook his head. Moment killers he said to himself as he sat down on the couch as she talked on the phone, trying to think of what he should do next. Whenever she got of the phone he stood back up to face her. " Anything important? " He asked with a kind smile as he gazed at her. His eyes moving over her, her hair, her eyes, her lips, her entire body. He smiled and took her hand and led her over to the couch and took a seat with her. " So tell me. Is there anything else you desire to learn? " He asked with a smile as he ran one of his hands gently through her hair.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 7:27:53 GMT -5
She walked away from the phone, feeling slightly annoyed but seeing Brandon, suddenly stand, move towards her, and in taking her hand then sitting down, brought a smile to her face.
“Just work. They know how to be pushy,” she smiled. She felt his hand brush through her hair, and couldn’t help but feel those tingling feelings run through her body again. The hand he taken her over to the couch with, was still within his grip, but she let it rest on his thigh, “Not tonight. I grow tired of asking questions related to my job all the time. Besides I have company this night, why waste it on work?’
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 12, 2007 7:37:56 GMT -5
He smiled whenever he felt her hand upon his thigh. Shivers ran up his spine as for a moment he couldn't think of anything to say. " Well then....." He said in a softly relaxing voice. " What would you like to do then? Here we are...two adults, all alone in a beautiful roomy apartment, soft music playing, dim lights and endless possibilities. " He said softly as he rest his hand ontop of hers that was resting on his thigh. A lot of things were going through his mind as usual when he closed his eyes for a moment. However, whenever he opened them and looked into her eyes everything else seemed to fade away into nothingness.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 7:43:46 GMT -5
She laughed, as she watched him, “I’m a tourist, what would you suggest we do?” she had no idea, what she as trying imply. But she rested her head against the back cushions and watched him from beneath her lashes.
She looked around, “If I was a stranger and knew nothing, and walked in here, it would appear like a romance scene from a Hollywood movie,” she laughed, and looked back at him.
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 12, 2007 7:49:22 GMT -5
He laughed at her comment and smiled shaking his head. " Well lets hope a stranger doesn't walk in. " He said with another smile as he brushed a strand of hair away from her face gently as he looked down at her, almost content just to be sitting with her, just in her presence. " But there are a few things missing here that would normally be in a movie however. " He said with a smile. " For instance, there are no candles. " He said as he gestured to the coffee tables where no candles were lit. " I am not close enough to you, as to where i should be about here. " He said as he moved himself on the couch to were his body was against the side of her body as he looked straight down at her face. " And what else i am forgetting? " He asked with a smile on his lips.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 7:55:21 GMT -5
Sam smiled, and looked to where he gestured “Well, Candles are a luxury,” she said with a little sarcasm.
Returning her gaze to him she closed her eyes in acceptance, as he brushed a lock of hair away from her face, and she gently opened them as he continued on comparing this scene to a romance one, in films. A crooked smile upon her face as he did so, in such a gentle tone of voice. She let him move closer to her, showing no hesitation at all towards them being so close.
She looked at him, with a cheeky grin implanted upon her face, “I don’t know, what are we forgetting?”
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 12, 2007 7:59:46 GMT -5
He smiled down at her as she asked him what they were forgetting. " Well lets see. " He said softly. " We should have candles, were close...." He said softly as he gazed down at her wondering whether or not to do what he was thinking. Well he decided he mine as well give it a try, after all, what did he have to loose. " Aww i remember. " He said softly as he ran his hand down over her cheek softly. " We are forgetting the kiss. " He whispered softly as he leaned down slowly and placed a gentle caring kiss upon her lips before pull back up and gazing back down at her wondering what her reaction would be.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 8:04:56 GMT -5
Sam watched him with all the fascination of a six year old, letting him try to recall everything needed to make it a Hollywood scene. Her eyes catching his, as he looked down at her. What was she expecting him to do? That was a good question, she couldn’t answer it. But maybe he could.
Feeling the tender stroke own her cheek, and when he mentioned the kiss, she felt those tingling feelings again. The strange ones, yet not un-welcome. She watched him move closer, and for a moment did not react, until he had planted a soft and gentle kiss upon her lips.
She smiled, almost blushing as he moved away, waiting for her reaction, “Wow,” she said, “Maybe we should star in our own romance film.”
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Post by Brandon Smith on Oct 12, 2007 8:13:24 GMT -5
He laughed softly and smiled down at her once again. " Well the last time i checked, a romance film consisted of more than one kiss. " He said softly as he ran his hand through her hair once again. " But i suppose that part is up to the actress. " He said softly as he gazed down at her continuing to run his hand through her hair. Hair was always the first thing he noticed when he saw a woman. If she did not have hair to his liking then right of the bat things were not going to work out. Then of course came eyes. She had amazing sparkling eyes and right now he was staring right into them.
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Post by Samantha Andrews on Oct 12, 2007 8:18:17 GMT -5
Sam giggled, and leant a little closer to Brandon as he continued to play with her hair. His eyes definitely focussed on hers, “What more could there be?” she smiled. She moved her eyes away from his, this time taking the advantage of looking over him. She was used to seeing fine chiselled bodies, many men in Africa went about without any clothes on, at all.
But, she couldn’t help it. She knew he was eye candy the moment she had seen him, in the interviewing room. At first, before he had spoken, she thought he’d be demanding and quite ferocious, but as soon as that voice came out, she knew there was more to him, then that.
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