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open to males 50+ plot; your muse is her best friends dad who she's been having a crush on for a long time. anayah is basically part of the family and there for every important event. tonight is your muses birthday and she's invited to a dinner party.

She was always the good girl—raised in a strict Catholic household where everything was about order, discipline, and faith. Every action was calculated, every thought measured. But then there was her best friend’s dad. He wasn’t supposed to be anything more than an adult in the background of her life. But every time he smiled, or laughed, or looked at her just a bit too long, something inside her stirred—something she didn’t know how to handle. She’d caught him watching her a few times, his gaze lingering just a little longer than was appropriate. And for a moment, when their eyes met, it felt like the world fell away. But that was wrong, wasn’t it? He was her best friend’s father. She couldn’t feel this way. Still, when he was around, everything felt... different. And it terrified her.

Anayah wasn't big on drinking, so it did hit her in the head at tonight's celebration. It was a beautiful party, with many of their family and friends attending. And she made sure to wear one of the dresses that made her feel really cute. It didn't show much of her body, but her nun aunt would probably scold her for it, skirt above the knees, a slightly deeper cleavage than usual. Feeling her skin burning from the drinks, Anayah was on the porch on the back of the house, the party was still going even though some of the people started to leave. When the door opened behind her, she was quick to look and her stomach clenched at the sight of him. "What are you doing wandering around here? People will start looking for the birthday boy."she joked with a soft smile on her lips, cheeks red from the drinks she had tonight. "Is everything alright? Am I needed inside to help out?"she then asked, ready to get up and jump to help with whatever was needed.

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will work on putting some replies in the queue because i'm leaving on thursday for a short vacation in the mountains. need to remove myself from my toxic job and the unbearable heat wave lmao. i will be back on sunday evening.

until then will post some of the replies and might put out a couple of starters. ♥

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Godric had many lovers through his life, but he never would have guessed he'd end up with someone like Colleen, taking into consideration her family, the background, ties with his own family. But when the spark was ignited, he didn't even try to put it out. Sure, she was much younger from him, and this affair was problematic in more ways than one, but when they were together it was something special, something he wouldn't be able to explain to others. "I don't see anything wrong with that. I spoiled my kids, too, but also made them appreciate where they came from and what they have."he explained.

He smiled at her softly - she obviously looked up a lot to Liam, and he was a man to respect, which wasn't something easy to earn these days. It was without a doubt that Colleen could learn a lot from him. A chuckle followed as she mentioned her cousin Finn and how he was all about his horses. And that was alright - for Godric, there wasn't much of a choice but that's why he wanted his kids to have it.

"I'll keep that celebration in mind."he let her know, even though he had a lot on his plate, since his affair with Colleen started, he'd always find time for her. Once he showed her interest towards the box and what he bought for her, he grinned wide. "Sounds amazing to me."he mused and leaned towards her to kiss her. "Take your time - I am a very patient man."he teased and winked. @spellbindingnights

Colleen never imagined herself dating someone Godric's age, much less him, who she had known for years now. But there was something about their personalities that it just clicked. The two of them somehow made sense together, what they had, it was good and genuine. Sure, he was married, and he was the father of one of her friends, but no one could understand what was happening here but them. "And I do have to say, in my dad's defense, that he did spoil me quite a bit when I was a kid, so there's that as well" she chuckled softly. She listened to him and nodded her head understandingly. Colleen remembered it very well, everyone in her family had been in alert when it happened and reinforced the security.

She smiled. Colleen loved her uncle and she admired him. He had honor and there was a sense of morality when it came to him and how he did his job that she liked. Liam Sullivan was a man of his word and no one could argue with that. "He's the coolest" she smiled warmly. She nodded her head slowly, she and Dorian had spoken so many times about the family business and their desires to be part of them. "Your daughters are like my cousin Finn... he's just very happy with his horses, he wants nothing to do with it" she admitted with a light chuckle.

"A nice way to celebrate once this is all over" she mused softly before her attention was redirected to the box. "I am very curious... let me tell you what. I'll take that box with me, get changed and come back to you, what do you say?" She asked with a playful smirk. @sarawritesx

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Even though Imogen grew up without a mother, no siblings and surrounded by mostly men, she was still just a girl deep down. She often thought if she'd ever get married, and how would it look. No princess dresses or big receptions, she wanted the ceremony to really be a representation of the significant other and her. And oddly, now that she began dating Declan, she could see that. The wedding, the marriage. He was twisted, and troublesome, but guess those are some of the things that pulled her towards him. Smiling at him softly as he kissed her knuckles, she searched for his gaze and let out a soft sigh. "I think so, too."she agreed and chuckled at the kiss on her temple. "Can't wait to message my cousins and say I'm bringing a plus one. They are going to freak out."Imogen laughed and brushed her fingers through his hair. "You should eat, before it gets cold."she nudged him with the elbow and pulled her plate as well closer, feeling comfy in his lap and not desiring to move just yet. @spellbindingnights

Declan had been married once, with Moira. It had been one of those drunken weddings that just stuck with them. They had been in love in their own sick and twisted way, and they thought it had been the most romantic thing in the world. But she didn't wear a wedding dress and they didn't have a charming reception or whatever. "Well, I'll keep that fact in mind" he grinned at her. Maybe not now, but with time, and when they had managed to ensable this relationship with Colleen. He smiled at her and pressed a gentle kiss on her knuckles. "I appreciate you saying this" he said and he genuinely meant it. Colleen was his priority and Imogen seemed to understand that. "I'm sure that everything will work out smoothly" he said warmly before pressing a kiss on her temple.

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Hilma looked at him with the more softness forming in her eyes as he described the old times in such short, yet to the point manner. It made her chuckle and let out a soft sigh that sounded nostalgic. She often caught herself going back to those times, as her life took a drastic turn and she found herself in quite an unfortunate situation. The very thought of it made her gaze go from nostalgic to a bit more sad, her doe like hues looking at him, needing comfort that she was too afraid to ask for.

Always the smart one, Hilma scoffed lightly at his words but she nodded nonetheless, agreeing with him. "I know that, trust me. It can't always be sunshine and rainbow. Someone told me before that it won't always be so gloomy, when things go bad... that before you know it, everything will start looking up. But I just kind of fail to see it at this moment."she explained with a half smile. At his question, Hilma took in a deep breath and glanced towards the crowd, but the moment their shoulders brushed as he scooted closer, her attention was fully back onto him. "Yeah... feels like I'm barely grasping at it lately."she murmured. Her brows knitted slightly together as Ethan went on, saying she doesn't have to hide anything from him. It was true, they've been through so much, have been long time childhood friends. "Right. I know that, Ethan - I love you, we've been friends forever. It's just --- hard. To say it out loud. I know you won't judge me, or at least I hope you won't - I'm afraid of myself and realizing the truth once I say it out loud."she explained. "Like how I lost my job at the HR agency, and almost stayed homeless after breaking up with that asshole Matthew."Hilma admitted, to at least a part of how her life has been lately, a huge information no one knew, not even her own parents. @lavishmuses

Ethan leaned back slightly, his gaze still holding hers, though it softened as her question hung in the air. The hum of the celebration faded into the background, like it was just the two of them for a moment. “Miss it?” he echoed, his voice low, thoughtful. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yeah, I do. Things were… easier, weren’t they? No overthinking, no second-guessing. Just us, being idiots, laughing ‘til we couldn’t breathe.”

He paused, glancing down at his hands before meeting her eyes again, that searching look still there, like he was trying to piece together something he’d lost. “But complicated’s not always bad, Hilma. Sometimes it’s just… life. Growing up, figuring shit out.” His tone was gentle, but there was a weight to it, like he was holding back something bigger. He tilted his head, studying her. “You ever feel like you’re trying to hold onto that simpler time, but it keeps slipping through your fingers?”He shifted closer, his shoulder brushing hers, and for a second, it felt like the old days—comfortable, familiar. “For what it’s worth,” he added, his voice quieter now, “you don’t have to hide anything from me. Never did.” His eyes flicked to her hand, still lingering near her collarbone, and he gave her a small, knowing smile, like he could sense the guilt she was carrying. “We’ve been through too much for that, yeah?”

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"Only sometimes."Haylee murmured with a chuckle. She knew the kind of influence she had over him, and how she could make him do certain things for her. And guilty as charged, Haylee did use that before, with a promised payback. It made her smile soften to hear him say just how much she made him happy, too, and how no girl ever could come close to her. Part of her was always convinced that one day he'd get tired of her shenanigans, always getting into trouble, coming to him in need, and just move on. He could have had any woman he wanted, and was desired by so many. Yet they always ended up together in the end, and this time around they were doing better, she wanted for this to last. So them taking a much needed vacation together was a great step. As he finally pushed inside of her, Haylee let out a shaky moan as he buried himself inch by inch, making her back arch as she felt all of it. "That's what I like to hear, baby."she let out in a breath, followed by a moan she cried out as he began fucking her, his thrusts quick and sharp. Haylee grabbed onto his shoulders, holding onto him tightly, her nails dug into his skin. Her whole body trembled from the force of his thrusts, moans echoed through the bedroom, and at one moment she cupped his face and lifted herself as much as she could to pull him in down for a kiss, even though her breathing was already hitched and uneven. @burnishedrebel

“You’re quite the boss of me sometimes, no?” Magnus teased, winking as soon as he’d said it, the comment an allusion to how he always indulged her whims and needs whenever she had them. His smile softened and his eyes filled with adoration, however, when Haylee affirmed how much he made her happy. “I guess it goes without saying how much you make me happy, too,” Magnus mused, a slightly more knowing smile moving onto his lips as he added, “And how no girl has ever come close to making me as happy as you do.” Despite all the trials of their relationship, Magnus’ love for Haylee never died. If anything, it had only gotten stronger. Having suddenly flipped Haylee onto her back, Magnus leaned into their kiss, with approving moans slipping from him as it deepened. She pleaded for him when they broke away, and Magnus simply couldn’t deny her, not when his thick cock stood stiffly erect, aching to be buried in her tight sex. So, with a simple roll of his hips, Magnus pushed his cock inside her, a loud grunt shooting from him as that first inch sunk inside. Magnus wasted no time in moving further, sinking into her with ease, moving inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt. “No better cunt than yours, babe,” he murmured as he took a moment to revel in being buried inside her, but true to form, Magnus then began rolling his hips backwards so he could start pushing into her with quick, sharp thrusts. 

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Oakley was taking a risk here, sure, with the cattle drive approaching. She couldn't stop thinking what her late parents would say about this decision, she assumed her mother would agree with her decision but father would be doubtful. It looks like Oakley was truly a combination of them both. Waiting for Connor to grab his stuff, she lead the way and glanced up at the tall man as he asked her about the cowboy hat. "It ain't no joke - you'll be working a lot outside, we're high up in the mountains, you'll get sun struck if you don't protect your head."the blonde explained. "Plus, it's a tradition in a way, too. I will look for a hat for you. But if I don't find one that fits you, we'll get you one from the little town at the bottom of the mountain. I assume you passed it when coming here."she explained. Walking with him towards the seat of smaller houses all spreading across the meadow, she went for the very last one in the line. It was a simple one floor home, with bathroom, small kitchen, living room and bedroom. The porch overlooked the mountain and it was a nice spot for having early morning coffee. "You'll be staying here. Work starts from 6am, and ends around 6pm. If there's anything in here you might need but it's not there, you'll let Maddy know."Oakley mused and opened the door for him to get inside. "Leave your things, i'll take you the mansion up the hill. That's where we have breakfast, lunch and dinner, we all eat together."Oakley pointed out and looked at her watch. "Dinner is about the start, you're probably hungry. And you'll get to meet the people."she pointed out before looking him over. "I'll also need your ID. It's standard procedure for new workers on the property, it'll be returned to you in a day or two." @dearxeden

Connor didn’t exactly fit the look of a place like this, his clothes, his posture, everything about him said city, not ranch. Which, in a way, made it the perfect cover. He could stay under the radar here. If she gave him the chance. He needed this. Desperately. But his stern, composed expression did its best to hide just how badly. When she finally agreed, just a trial, a week to see if he could handle it, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. It wasn’t much, but it was enough. Enough time to lay low, to think, to figure out what came next before reality caught up. Connor nodded. “A week it is.” He won't make any promises, the usual answer that she wasn't going to regret that decision, because he was going to show her anyways. As she suggested, he grabbed his bag with all the important things he could grab before leaving and locked his car. Throwing it over his shoulder he briefly looked down on him and laughed. "I got something more functional, but a cowboy hat? I always thought that was a joke from the cartoons we watch as kids. Can I lend one or buy one nearby?"

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Vera took in a deep breath as she sat back more comfortably, she felt so hot all over, and could feel her cheeks were burning. But she couldn't take her eyes off of him, seeing him get down from the high made her grin proudly. She relaxed back into the seat, her body still turned in his direction. "Whatever I want, Daddy?"the raven haired girl murmured and wiggled her brows playfully just as he turned to look at her with that panties dropping smirk of his. "I like the sound of that... you're being so kind to me, Daddy, thank you."she praised him, and carefully tucked him back into his pants as he drove, also in a way taunting him with her touches and lips kissing his cheek and jaw line, giggling. "You better step onto that gas pedal, Daddy, i'm finding it very hard having to keep hands to myself..."Vera murmured with a pout, hand rubbing along his muscled arm and squeezing at his biceps. @burnishedrebel

The pressure built up rapidly within Vincent as Vera sucked him so needily, fuelled by his playful demand to make him climax before the lights changed. His cock pulsed and ached as a result of her deep, desperate sucking, the sensations forcing Vincent to grip the steering wheel even tighter. He felt the familiar knot in his stomach rapidly build and then suddenly let go. A moment later, he cried out as he came. Further, louder shouts and moans filled the confined space of the car as he shot stream after stream of cum into Vera’s mouth. Vincent’s body trembled as waves of orgasm washed over him, his muscles taut and tense whilst pleasure entirely overtook him. A good few moments passed before the intense sensations began to leave him. As they did, Vincent released his grip on Vera’s hair and she sat up, breathing uneasily and flushed red given all the exertion. Still feeling the aftershocks of orgasm himself, Vincent grinned at her. He turned back when he saw the light go green, proceeding to drive forward. Her question made him grin and laugh as he did so. “Oh definitely,” he told her, adding, “You can have whatever you want for being such a good girl… and such a slutty one, all for me.” With those final few words, Vincent glanced at her again and smirked. 

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For Novalee it wasn't that easy to relax around other men. She had her father and older brother to thank for that, all the trauma and problematic childhood that branded her for life. It also lead to her not making the best of choices when it came to picking out boyfriends. But deep down in her heart she was a hopeless romantic. Maybe someone would say the fact he just moved a chair for her was a low bar, but she didn't see it that way. Elliot has been nothing but respectful and kind towards her since they met at her apartment. A bit flirtatious, but it came naturally from them both. He didn't look at her the wrong way, didn't say anything that would make her uncomfortable, he showed genuine interest to get to know her, and it felt good. "It's the hardest job ever. Sometimes I envy them."Nova chuckled as she looked down at Brutal while her hand glided over his head softly. "Oh, it did, I am very pleased. I've slowed down a bit with the whole move , but I should be done with the masters soon. When the opportunity showed up to move into such great apartment, I had to take it."she murmured with a nod.

A soft laugh escaped her as he spoke about the luck he brought her. "In that case, we'll have to hang out more - now that things are finally looking up for me, I need to see it all through the end."she mused. Novalee was hopeful that if she's focused enough and works hard, soon enough she'll be done with her masters and land the job at the university which would be great for her - she'd live close by, she loved her uni, there would be chance to write different articles and do researches and who knows, maybe chase a PhD at some point. "That sounds great, it really does. The weather really is perfect, not too hot, not too cold. It's nice that you're such an outdoorsy person, and it's nice to have a partner in crime."she joked and glanced down at the dog. "I haven't forgotten the kayaking talk we had. I still want to do it when the time is right."she told him with a grin. "Ah, kind of slow... I've had a lot of things to finish at uni these days, I've barely been home. Still have to put up the shelves, and my bed has arrived but I haven't put it together, either - so I sleep on a mattress on the floor."Nova huffed. "I've tried to organize some friends to come over and help me, but seems like everyone is way too busy these days, hence why everything is just dragging along..."she sighed and waved her hand dramatically. She looked up when the waiter came out and Nova asked for a mocha and some sparkly water. @thedevilsbckbone

His smile was warm and genuine when she thanked him for holding out the chair for her. EJ like to think for being a crook, he at least had a decent sense of manners that his mother had instilled in him as a young boy. Plus, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't trying to pull out every stop to impress Novalee, wanting her to like him. Luckily, Brutal was great at helping with that. "No problem," he said before he crouched down to tie the dog's lead securely to the table so that he wouldn't try and run off. He left enough slack that the dog could sit easily beside either of them. Of course, the Saint Bernard didn't even seem to glance his way before moving to be over by Nova again and letting out a restless sigh since he was no longer the center of attention. "Oh right, it's such hard work being a dog." EJ cooed at the hound with an amused shake of his head as he took a seat across from Nova. "Oh, well hopefully all went wel?" he aked once he got comfortable, as she mentioned her consultation for her thesis.

His smile grew even wider and he could feel himself sitting a bit straighter as she mentioned him bringing her luck. "Well hey that's great! I mean, if that's the case then I'm happy to continue rubbing off whatever luck I have onto you." He chuckled softly. Though for a while, after Dani had died, he had thought all his luck had run out, or that karma had finally caught up to him. It would make sense since they had gotten away with so much for so longer. After her death though, EJ was sure it was gone for good. That was until he met Novalee. After all, what would it be, if not luck, that he had seen her in the window that day. That somehow going up to her apartment in some crazy rash two second decision would work out to the point that he was sitting across from her now, enjoying getting to know each other better over a coffee. "I've been good. Work has been kind of slow so I've been able to get out a bit more, go for walks, get some fresh air. Nice since the weather's been great. He's definitely been enjoying it," he said as he motioned towards Brutal. "How's the unpacking going?" | @sarawritesx

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Same old Jasper, judging from what he was telling her right now. Always on the go, always searching for some sort of an adventure. She held onto that, the voice in the back of her mind using it as one of the excuses why she decided to keep a big secret hidden, even from him, the one person who should have known... But it was a surprising product of their affair, and she was promised to someone else - not to mention she wanted more stability in her life, while he couldn't stay in one place for too long. What kind of life would it be if she tied him down to one place he always ran from?

"Yeah, I do know you. Or used to, at least. A lot can change in a year."Noelle shrugged and got a bit more tense as she once again looked behind her, to make sure no one was about to burst in. "While you were on your adventures, I got married, as you know already. Matthew and I also welcomed a baby boy... He just turned four months."Noelle then let him know, it was the biggest change in her life, one she couldn't hide because he'd find out soon enough. And as she looked into his deep blue eyes all she could think about is how her son had his fathers eyes... his eyes. @burnishedrebel

The slight, soft grin that appeared on Noelle’s lips inspired a greater smile from Jasper. Despite knowing she was married, he couldn’t help but wonder if her sentiment extended beyond mere pleasantry. After all, their affair had been intense and fulfilling, if also short lived. Still, Jasper refused to believe that every echo of sentiment had left Noelle. He wouldn’t question her about it, ever the gentleman, but he could keep holding that opinion, too. 

At her questioning, he shrugged. “Oh you know, same old, same old really,” he mused. “Been travelling a lot with work. Far East. Cambodia. Thailand. A little bit of Japan. A lot of interesting assignments.” He hadn’t missed the last part of her question, however, and so a slight, knowing smirk crossed his lips as he added, “Staying out of trouble… mostly. You know me.” 

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"Don't think my back or knees would agree, but oh well."Godric said jokingly. He was in good shape for his age, he worked out as he knew he had to take good care of himself if he wants to live long enough to see everything through. "I do, yeah. More than I ever did my kids. I never believed in the whole you will love your grandchildren more trope, but turns out it's true."he chuckled. "I bet he would, when your kid has a kid, it shifts something inside of you."Godric pointed out. Knowing Declan and the whole family for many years, he knew if it was up to the man, he'd never have kids himself, but then she happened and Colleen was winning everyone over with so much ease. "Yeah - it was a big hit for the family. The kids were still so little, Leona went through a lot. But she's doing the best she can now."he nodded.

His smile grew and he let out a soft sigh. "Thank you for your kind words. And Liam has my respect, too. This job has a lot of risks, and he's been put in some very tricky situations from which he came out victorious, I respect his way of work."Godric explained. He listened to her explain how this kind of work had it's pull on her. "I get it. It's tricky thing, and I always believed I should let my kids decide if they want to be included in the business or not. It turned out only my sons showed interest in actually taking over, my daughters took different paths and I respected that."he pointed out.

Her blush was adorable, seeing her get all flustered made him grin from ear to ear. "Sounds like the time of my life, really."he hummed, that would be nice. He'd have to keep it in the back of his head, and work towards making it happen, knowing both of them were quite packed with different things happening in their lives. "Now... I'm dying to see if you like what I got you in that box over there..."he murmured with a sly smirk as he brought her hand to his lips to give it a kiss on her knuckles. @spellbindingnights

"Oh, pftt... you are not old" she shook her head slowly. "Mika and Mila, those are very cute names" she grinned. "Do you spoil them a lot?" She asked softly. "I feel like if I had a kid, my dad would be questioning my authority all the time by how much he'd spoil them" she laughed softly. Not that she was interested in having a kid, but she always imagined her dad being like that. "I remember when that happened... I think I was here from a college break or something" she murmured.

Colleen listened to him and nodded understandingly. "And you did very well for what I can tell... I mean, you carried on with a legacy, expand it, have a beautiful family... even uncle Liam respects you" which was saying something because he despised most people. "Oh, he did everything in his power to keep me away from it" she agreed with a soft chuckle. Colleen then sipped her wine as she thought of an answer. "I... I don't know, it's like a pull, I guess..." is not like she saw herself as a proper mobster like her uncle Liam or even her dad, but she wanted to do something. In her land of fantasies, Colleen wanted to make most of it legit and solidify what they've built. "I mean, I love art and I know that I'll keep on working with that, but I don't see myself opening galleries for the rest of my life, you know?"

She blushed at his comment and laughed nervously. "Oh gosh" she shook her head, pressing her palms against her cheeks. "Maybe one day, when everything calms down, we can go to Florence" she suggested. "A couple of days in the Tuscan region in a nice Villa: seeing beautiful art, eating wonderful food, drinking amazing wine, and fucking all trip long" she winked at him before eating a piece of cheese. @sarawritesx

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She didn't really speak of her mother to many, especially not getting into such deep conversation and elaborating on why she didn't want kids. Sure, there were other ways, like adoption or surrogacy, but she wasn't very certain of it. And as she got older, she was more and more certain of her choice. Nodding at him and shrugging as he said he was sorry, Imogen let him carefully pull her into his lap. She made herself comfortable and relaxed against him as he kissed her cheek. The comment about an engagement ring and seeing her in a wedding dress made her chuckle shortly. "Well, in that case you'd be one lucky man, because I plan on wearing a wedding dress just once in my life."she told him and turned a little to look at him better. "I think you, and Colleen, came into my life with a purpose. I always thought, as I got older, my chances of finding a man who already has a family were increasing. And I love you, and even though I'm not Colleen's mother, I can try and love her like one if she lets me."Imogen murmured and leaned her forehead against his. @spellbindingnights

Declan listened attentively. Clearly he was not expecting this, but he kept his mouth shut. That's true, she never mentioned her mother, so he never knew what happened there, but now that she explained, it all made sense to him and her reason for not wanting kids was the very same reason why she'd be a good mother. Colleen had a mother, but she wasn't around, and when she was, it was to cause problems and make her cry. "I am sorry to hear that, love" he said sincerely, holding out his hand and took hers, giving her a gentle squeeze.

He could've said that motherhood wasn't all about biology, that she could adopt as well or try other ways, like surrogacy. But the truth was that since he was not a woman, he had no right to say any of that. "Come here" he said gently, pulling from her hand and made her sit on his lap. Declan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. He pressed a loving kiss on her cheek and kept her close.

He didn't really say much, because he didn't think there was much to say. "I do think an engagement ring would look lovely in your finger... and you in a wedding dress is definitely a sight I wouldn't want to miss" he murmured softly. @sarawritesx

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feeling a bit too tired tonight, but from wednesday i'll be on a short vacation, so i'll be around to reply to stuff, maybe post some starters or pick up starters from others... we'll see.

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we love a man with a plan