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"I would love to see him," it had been far too long since he had crossed paths with Amayah's father. With her fingers brushing through the hair at the back of his neck, his lips curled into a smile. "Five, huh?" He grinned at her, wrapping his own arms around her tighter. "I think we ought to get started if you want five," Wesley slid his arms lower and lifted Amayah off the ground, "We've got a lot of catching up to do." @amayahxfontenelle
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"Really? Dad would be stoked to see you again." She knew how much her father had adored him back when, had always told her that he'd been a keeper. And then she moved to Cairo and he stopped mentioning him. She knew why, which was confirmed in how his enthusiasm had returned when she had told him they'd gotten back together. When he asked if it's what she wanted, she nodded. She knew that right now, she was being very impulsive. Quitting her job, requesting a trip to Cairo, starting a family. But she didn't want him to think she was treating all of this as a random spur of the moment type of thing. She moved her hands to around his neck, a swap with him when he moved his to her waist. Her fingers brushed through his hair at the nape of his neck, her lips spreading into an excited smile. "I still want five. Just so you know." @wesleyxjames
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Wesley pressed a kiss to her forehead, "We can go visit. I have enough vacation time for that." He told her, dropping hands from her cheeks to her waist. "A stay home mom?" Wesley raised his brows in surprise at her suggestion. "If that's what you want," he was smiling at her now, "do you want that?" Wesley whispered the question, knowing that their last experience had not gone well, to say the least. "I would love a family with you, Amayah." @amayahxfontenelle
Amayah found herself smiling at her fiancee, taking in his comforting words and just about melting in his hands when he placed his hands against her cheek. Her fingers curled around the fabric of his sweater on each side of his waist. Anything to get herself closer to him. "And would me being without a job still give us the opportunity to visit dad?" She was certain that Kenneth Fontenelle would even pay for their plane tickets to get them to come over. Anything to be close to his family. "And if, lets say, I would become a stay at home mom, would that be something we'd like?" @wesleyxjames
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Wesley chuckled, "Don't we all?" Though that wasn't exactly something that Wesley was keen on himself, but it was fun to joke about regardless. "You don't have to apologize," he shook his head, "How is your daughter?" He questioned before laughing once more, "you know I can't do that, I have to give the shake," he shook his head once more, to make a point as his lips curled into a grin. "I've been good. Yeah, Amayah and I have been working on the house a lot and wedding plans are in the works but we haven't picked a date yet." @levi-steelexhutchinson
"You know me, I love keeping people guessing and on their toes," he replied with a grin on his face as he walked toward the bar. "Sorry I am late, had to drop off my daughter at my parents. She and her cousins are having a sleep over with my parents," he added. "Don't give me that shake Wesley," he chuckled shaking his head.
"I can never say no to drinks," he sat next to other. "It really has been so long. Like seriously. How have you been?" @wesleyxjames
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As Amayah began to explain why she quit her job, Wesley nodded his head along with her words. There was not a single reason that he’d find himself upset with her, “Baby, I don’t want the job to drain the life out of you.” He hated to even think that could happen to her as she was often so full of life to him, “I’m glad you quit.” Honestly, he wished she would have done it sooner. “That’s perfectly okay, I want you to be happy,” Wesley reached out, placing both of his hands on either side of her cheeks. “You can do whatever you want, find what inspires you. We will both take care of the house, put food on the stove.” @amayahxfontenelle
At his oh Amayah winced, mentally preparing herself for a bombardment of questions. Why did she quit? Why didn't she confer with him first? Did she already know what was next? But when he showed nothing but understanding she found her shoulders to be lighter. She never expected him to be angry with her, he never had been before in their life together. "It's just ... there are barely any excavation sites near here, and none that are my interests, so there was only teaching or the museum and you know I tried both I just ... I am missing the passion. Just the text books and lectures, it's draining the life out of me." She sighed, pouting her lips. "I'm not going back to Cairo, nor do I want to pick up a job that has me leave for weeks on end before I get to come back for a week only. I don't want that." He'd sacrificed so much for her already, having let her go all those years ago. "I'll find something else that will make me happy, but it might take me a while, is that okay? I'll focus on the house in the meanwhile, keep it clean, keep the food on the stove, that sort of stuff." @wesleyxjames
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Wesley continued to chuckle lightly at the other’s words. “Thanks,” he was appreciative of the stranger’s compliment. “Yeah I don’t believe much I see on television or in movies,” sure there was likely a strong basis of truth behind a lot of things but the truth often lacked entertainment value at the end of the day. “Well, I think that’s just common curtesy more than anything.” Wesley told the man. The televised chefs were over the top and he couldn’t imagine anyone treating another human like that in the normal setting of a restaurant – though he knew he’d be surprised. “Always ready to have some fun,” Wesley nodded his head, “how long have you been in town?” @sebastianxthomas
He grinned at the other "Oh come on look at you ! I think you are very cool" he smiled he did mean that. "It never is. Anything on TV is bound to be a bit fake," he rolled his eyes. "I cook, but I do not yell at people and call them idiots," like a famous TV chef did. "I still find it cool that you have an eye on how to make something old into new again," he said, giving the other props for that. "We do so lets have some fun" he was excited to try it. "Lead the way" he said trying not to flirt anymore getting the feeling Wesley wasn't into it. "So you ready to have some fun," he said, following alongside the other. @wesleyxjames
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"Yeah, yeah," Wesley went to dodge the playful jab from his brother, only to end up with Quentin's arm wrapped around his neck as they walked away. "Look at you, old age hasn't slowed you down at all," he grinned as the reminisced about their younger sister as well. "Yeah, I really don't think she's forgiven us for that one even after all those years. Deep down she's still resentful," he joked with Quentin, a laugh escaping him as he was whacked upside the head by his older brother. "Easy now," he nudged at Quentin with his elbow, "I'm not ready to be considered uncool," he was shaking his head with the thought. "If she hasn't run yet," he laughed, "I don't think she will. Which is lucky for you, huh?" @quentinxjames
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"Levi, damn," Wesley chuckled, looking up as someone walked up to the bar, "I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it." He joked with the other, "we haven't seen each other in months and you show up late," he was shaking his head, as if he were severely disappointed in the other. "Kidding," he laughed once more, tapping the seat next to him, "sit down, I'll buy you a drink. It's been a hell of a long time since we got to catch up."
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Wesley had been working late, though not because Amayah had quit her job. He merely got behind on some documents and since she was out with her family tonight, he figured it were the perfect day to stay a little later than normal. And even then, it wasn't that late. Wesley was just putting his phone back into his jacket pocket, having texted Amayah that he was done with work when he heard his name. "Jeremy," he greeted with a smile in return, "I'm doing great, how are you?" He questioned in return to the other. "It's been a while." @jeremyxlieberman
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Jeremy threw his bag in the back of the Bronco and took off his work jacket before grabbing out another. He was done with work for the day and it had been a long one with preparation for the winter season. He figured he'd just stop and get something to eat downtown since he was already there and wouldn't have to cook, so after closing the door, he turned to walk towards one of the restaurants and he spotted Wesley. "Wes, hey. How are you?"
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Wesley chuckled in agreement with Marcel, "The age old saying remains true," he teased, though knowing that Amayah was far from being a difficult person. "We wanted to focus on getting our house together first. The renovations have been keeping us plenty busy." He told Marcel, "You and Aarin will have to come by for dinner once we get the dining room done," he told the other, "I know Amayah would love to see you guys, too." @marcelvaughn
Marcel knew to some it might seem rushed, but to the two of them, it had been a life time coming. But he couldn’t blame Wes for not having set a date. Planning a wedding was stressful. He knew for sure he’d never want to of this again. “Yeah, let’s just say it’s been a journey.” He chuckled. “But happy wife, happy life.” Not that Aarin was more unreasonable than anyone else. If anything she was probably one of the most reasonable women he knew.
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"Right," he chuckled, shaking his head. "Not many people would consider me cool." Not that it mattered to Wesley. He would be nearing forty years old in a few years. Being cool was arguably the last thing that mattered to him. "Well, I promise mine aren't as exciting as the ones you see on television," those renovations were often so extravagant, he didn't believe them. But that was reality television, it was meant to be dramatic. "Well we got a few hours then," he gave a nod of his head. "Let's head that way," he suggested to the other, jutting with his chin in the direction that they should head. @sebastianxthomas
Sebastain chuckled "Come on man you can do it" he said, wanting the other to say it, all of it. "I mean, you have done them, so that counts as still being cool." he smiled a moment. Seb grinned. "Renovations? That's' pretty cool." he nodded. "I love watching house renovations," he said, watching them a bit online. "I do not have the talent to do that. My talent is just in the kitchen," he chuckled. "Sounds badass let's do it," he grinned. "but same here...well, tell you around dinner time" he had to get to work then. @wesleyxjames
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Wesley raised a single brow at Amayah as she spoke to him. "I promise," he didn't know what she was getting at, but he couldn't remember the last time that he had even been remotely mad at Amayah so he felt that he would be able to keep true to the promise. He smiled as she leaned in to give him a kiss, placing his hands on her waist as her hands rested on his shoulders. When Amayah stated that she quit her job, his lips parted as his jaw fell slack. He wasn't mad, but he was surprised by the abrupt change. "Oh," he shook his head, giving her waist a squeeze with his hands, "I don't hate you, if you're not happy there," he told her, "you have every right to quit. I want you to do something that makes you happy." @amayahxfontenelle
"You have to promise not to get mad." Amayah said, a light grimace on her face as she had entered their home and dropped her work bag on the ground. It was after saying that, that she continued with her normal ritual of greeting her husband and kissing him on the lips before leaning back, however she left her hands on his shoulders as if to keep either him or her steady. "I quit my job." She quietly resumed, pursing her lips together and looking up at him with pleading eyes. Her passion for archeology had dwindled since she had moved back to the states, and as moving back to Egypt wasn't an option, she'd turned to teaching at the local college. But it had clearly made her unhappy. "You hate me." @wesleyxjames
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Wesley only laughed with the other, nodding his head once more, Right, yeah, that stuff." He didn't repeat what the other said, though he acknowledged it. "I don't do a lot of what I just listed," he admitted to the other, "I have before, but lately my hobbies have been in house renovations." He and Amayah had big plans for their fixer upper home that they had bought earlier in the year. "I'd be happy to check it out with you," he offered, "I've got no concrete plans for the day," he shrugged his shoulders, "it's just down the block here," he told him. @sebastianxthomas
Sebastain was always anything but suttle; he was never shy and did tend to be be loud out there. "Come on, say it, I am cool, I am hot, I know my stuff about this small town I am from," he teased the other. He smiled at the other, hoping it wasn't too much. He laughed. "Yeah, I don't think I really need that anymore." he had been cooking for about 15 years now and loved it. He nodded. "Limited? Sounds like you got some cool hobbies" he smiled at the other. "But I have not done axe throwing in a while," he thought for a moment. He used to go bar that had in New York but it closed a few years ago. @wesleyxjames
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"Yeah, yeah," Wesley went to dodge the playful jab from his brother, only to end up with Quentin's arm wrapped around his neck as they walked away. "Look at you, old age hasn't slowed you down at all," he grinned as the reminisced about their younger sister as well. "Yeah, I really don't think she's forgiven us for that one even after all those years. Deep down she's still resentful," he joked with Quentin, a laugh escaping him as he was whacked upside the head by his older brother. "Easy now," he nudged at Quentin with his elbow, "I'm not ready to be considered uncool," he was shaking his head with the thought. "If she hasn't run yet," he laughed, "I don't think she will. Which is lucky for you, huh?" @quentinxjames
"Just you wait until I am back in the ring, I'll show you some real ass kicking." Quentin joked, making a sudden move to startle his brother as if he was going to jab him in the stomach only to snatch his arm around his brother's neck, dragging him along further as they walked. His height sure did make it a little more challenging. "Oh, I do. I remember when Bridget did it after she got her facepaint on and no one had the heart to tell her she looked like a disturbing clown afterwards." He snickered at the memory, one he thought of fondly. "Or we are uncool, it's how you look at it." A small whack on the back of his brother's head was the reward for mentioning videotaping it for Julieta. All in a jest of course. He was a big brother after all. "As if I need to give her more reasons to run for the hills. No thank you." @wesleyxjames
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Wesley chuckled, "Well it's appreciated," he smiled at the other, even if he still wasn't totally on board with the comment himself. "Okay, yeah, fairly limitless options then as long as we avoid the cooking classes then, right?" He laughed with his joke, knowing there's no way he'd want to get into a class with a chef. "Alright, my experience in some of the things are limited but we've got rock climbing, hiking, axe throwing, there's an aquarium in town, movie theater," Wesley paused a moment, "yoga, horseback riding, the pier has a few smaller rides, bowling and I think we've got putt-putt around here as well." @sebastianxthomas
He had always been told he never knew when to shut up or how to shut up. He loved to speak his mind and was very honest about it. So he would talk to anyone and was happy about it. He looked at the to her acting all shocked. "What do you mean?" he turned his head like a confused dog. "Look at you" he used his hand to show off the other "You have to know your stuff" he winked. "Good, good I need someone like you," he smiled at the other. "That's what makes it fun. I am up for whatever what do you like to do?" he asked. He be down to try anything and did tend to have a lot of hobbies. "I mean, I am a chef, so I love food and cooking, but that's my job," he chuckled. @wesleyxjames
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"It's much appreciated," though Marcel was a few years younger than him, it hadn't stopped him from connecting with the other. While they were in different lives growing up in Kismet Harbor, Marcel on his track to being a professional football star and all, Wesley was grateful for a newer friendship. "That's great, good to know." He smiled at him, "Amayah and I haven't set a date yet but it's probably never too early to get an idea of what we might want for the wedding. I'm still giving you and Aarin props for planning a wedding in the same year. @marcelvaughn
Marcel nodded, "Of course man, when you told me you had some free time, I figured it would be the perfect opportunity to introduce you to the gang." He smiled, before breaking out into a soft laugh. "Oh yeah, it sure did--" He informed him before exiting the car. "It is the perfect opportunity to test out some local wine. The people are also very helpful." He added with a small nod. @wesleyxjames
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wesley james uploaded a new photo to instagram ;
wesleyxjames: a lifetime with you still won't be long enough to love you
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Wesley had gotten coffee this morning, going to one of his favorite spots. The Daily Drip. It was right on his way to work and this morning, it was on his way to being downtown. As Halloween was fast approaching, he was looking for new decorations to compete with Quentin. Their brotherly competition inspired Wesley every year. As he had come out of another store, empty handed, he was stopped by someone that he didn't recognize. He laughed with the person's initial words, thinning his lips as he nodded his smile. "That might be the first time someone's said that," at least in a random setting like downtown Kismet Harbor. "Yeah, I've been around here a while," his entire life nonetheless, "Well, that's a pretty open ended question," Wesley told the other, "You have any interests that might help narrow this down?" @sebastianxthomas
Sebastian did not like being new to town, but going from a big city like New York to a small town like Kismet Harbor was a big change, too. He never got lost in the city; he knew it so well he could find his way around with his eyes closed, he was sure.
But this small town he was having a hard time with. But he had only been in town now for just over a week so he knew that was the main reason. Sebastian knew his way from his apartment to Rustica Steakhouse and his place to his sisters the best so far. But today he was going to take a chance to find a new place to go. What? Where? he had no idea. Over trying to just guess, he walked up to the man he saw walking alone. "Hey" Sebastian was anything but shy. "You look like you know your stuff," he smirked. "So what is there to do around here?" he asked with a smile. @wesleyxjames
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