"I like seeing what's in your head," he said kissing her head. "But I fear I am no Mr. Darcy."

"Mr. Darcy is a woman chaser. I want someone who will stay put and want me for me. It's OK if you can't make up rhymes on a whim," she stated, kissing his nose.

(Shows you I haven't read it. :P)

He smiled and put his arm round her. "That, I can do, darling."

(I'm just making this up as I go ;) )

She laid her head on his shoulder and looked at the setting sun, casting orange hues across the ocean and sky.

"I love you," he whispered as if it was the greatest scerect.

"I love you too," Julia said, as if her whole heart could be poured out in those four words.

He smiled brightly. He still didn't understand why she did. "Should we head back?" he asked softly.

(why she did what?)

"Probably if we want to make it before dark," she laughed.

(Love him.)

He took her hand. They headed back.

They arrived after dark, but with the lights from the housing and the casinos spilling out into the streets, it hardly seemed so. The Hotel was close, but Julia didn't want o go in through the front door. "Let's go around back."

"Okay," nodded and let her lead him.

(Its mah Birthday!)

Julia went to the back door and came into the kitchen. There were three people back there, and when they saw her, they just smiled and continued with their work. Ever since Julia had gotten this job she had done odd things without permission, and they had gotten used to it. She took John up the stairs which were right next to the kitchen door, and made it to her room with few people noticing. "I can't stand going through that place when I'm off. Every guy there knows me." She unlocked the door and went inside, leaving it open for John.

"I don't want other men to know you," he teased, closing the door and kissing her.

(??)

(Aaah! Sorry I've been gone. Life hit me in the face again. First I got sick, then I got lazy, and now my teacher is giving us weekly writing assignments instead of monthly. Hi! You can post in the Wild West forums now. I hopefully won't disappear again for a while.)

"I know," she replied, kissing him back. "But it's my job to know them," she sighed. She undid her hair and let her long curls fall down her back. "That's better," she said to herself.

He wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Yes it is," he smirked.

(I'll try, I've sort of lost interest in that one..not much of a plot going on there.)

Julia giggled like a little girl. He did that to her almost every night, but she still had that reaction. "Would you help me with the buttons?" She motioned down her back.

(meh. I'll leave it up to you, but when I think about it, you're right...)

He kissed the back of her neck. "Sure thing, darling," he whispered and began to unhook them,

Julia shivered. There was always a draft when his warm breath left her neck. She smiled none the less, holding her hair back for him.

The buttons undone, he turned to kiss her.

Julia kissed him back as she let the outer dress slide off her shoulders. "I missed you," she whispered, not moving her face and further from his.

"I missed you too," he said kissing her forehead. He could feel her shallow breath on his own face and he smiled.

(Leezy missed you too lol)

"Now how about you help me get this corset off so I can breath," she laughed, pulling back and trying to reach the laces.

(lol, hi ^.^)

John slowly untried the laces, kissing the skin of her back as it exposed.

Julia moaned with pleasure. "You're so good at that," she said softly.

He smirked and tugged her into his arms. "I gathered as much," he chuckled. He pressed one of her hands to heart.

(Ya know in the late 1800s a couple living together unmarried was pretty :O lol)

(I was actually just looking up the fashion style, and her corset would be under several more layers of dress. They're also in New Orleans, a highly French influenced state, and the French were "scandalous" in the 1800s ^.^ It's up to you how accurate you want to be. They don't have to live together.)

Julia's breath caught in her throat when he grabbed her. They had been together for years and her stomach still did flip-flops whenever he did that to her.

(Well let's say she's still somewhat clothed and he just grabed her afterward then. And they can live together, breaking norms makes a good story :O))

He smiled and whispered in her ear, "Do I take your breath away?" he teased.

Julia smirked and kissed his neck. "Every day."

He sighed content and looked into her eyes. "This shirt is getting quite warm," he thought aloud.

(Why is she with him? I picture him as a 19th century nerd XD)

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