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Post by BRENDAN ABERNATHY on Dec 16, 2009 2:29:28 GMT -5
Brendan could be called a number of things - Asshole, Whore - Dick head the list went on. The youngest Abernathy brother was indeed all of those things or well had been all of those things in the past. Made to do things that he'd not had much control over since he was a sucker for gorgeous women. Brendan had made plenty of enemies with his actions. But with this relationship between himself and his brother on the mend and things looking up for him in the professional side of things Brendan was missing just one thing - A good woman in his life.
It may have come as something of a shock to most people who knew Brendan. But he was actually a qualified teacher. After being put in prison however the male had not had the courage to apply for a teaching position fearing that his criminal record would mean an instant no. But as luck may have it Brendan had been given the job almost instantly. Within moments of going into the interview room infact. He could not claim he loved the job it was probably the opposite. Brendan had very little patience for children let alone the rest of the faculty who just seemed to piss him off.
Inspecting himself in the mirror Brendan brushed his fingers through his hair. Quickly tidying it up before grabbing his keys and exiting the apartment building he lived in. He had a small place. Two bedrooms - One which was currently being used as a study, A bathroom, A kitchen/dining room and a living room. It was small, but then again it was home. He'd settled in pretty well and if he did say so himself he'd decorated the place pretty well.
Hurrying down the side-walk Brendan grinned to himself. Perhaps this was the perfect chance to make up to someone he'd hurt so long ago. More or less running down the sidewalk the male came to a stop as soon as he reached the house he had been heading for. Placing his hand on the front gate Brendan took a deep and slightly shaky breath. Exhaling he headed up the garden path and towards the door. Tapping lightly on it he awaited an answer.
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Post by DORINDA JULIETA ROMERO on Dec 16, 2009 7:40:34 GMT -5
dj still couldn't quite believe brendan would be taking her to lunch. was she dreaming? if she was then she sure as hell didn't want to wake up. then again in her dreams they had done far more then just going for lunch. of course in her dreams brendan could be anything she longed for him to be, and well, he had taken a lot quicker in her dreams to realise she was the one. in her dreams he had ended up moaning her name every time he was with that french poodle, and in the end, he had tossed the poodle aside to be with her. however, this was reality now, and not the fantasy world in her dreams she had used for so long now to keep her comforted at night. it was hard being a mother and having to go to sleep every night in an empty bed. especially knowing the father of your child didn't want you, and of course the whole horrid mess she shared with brendan as their past. still, dj was a survivor, and despite how many times she had thought of just giving up, she wouldn't. she had her son, and she would not let him down. she would not willingly let her son bare his life with just a bad image of his parents like she had to.
after finishing up with her client's rottweiler just a few blocks away dj had practically run back to her tiny bungalow. one of these days she knew she would have to end up settling down, get a bank account, and start making some decent money so she could actually afford a place of her own. as it was she was renting this small bungalow in the middle of san francisco. the rent practically ate up all the money she made, but it was close to pre-school for mads, and close to a lot of work for herself. dj let the door slam shut behind her, picked up the post, and then put it onto the hallway table after rifling through it. nothing majorally important except one was from her landlord about this month's payment. dj glanced around the one floor bungalow, noticing how it was filled with children's things. she couldn't remember if brendan liked kids, but from what she could remember at the zoo in what other town they had been in brendan hadn't seemed disgusted by mads. he had been almost sweet to mads as far as she could remember.
dj rushed to her bedroom, stripped off her clothes, and took a quick shower. just as she stepped out in a towel she heard the front gate open. unable to help herself she snuck to her bedroom window, since it was at the front of the house, and peeked through the curtains. it was actually him. she felt her own heart stop and her breath cease as she looked at him. he really was an adonis. far better then her imagination had managed to conjeur thats for sure. before he could knock on the front door she darted to her wardrobe. she dried her body off from head to toe, pulled on a black lace thong and matching bra which she hadn't worn in ages, and then began to rifle through her clothes. since the whole mess with brendan and the poodle, dj had simply resigned to wearing motherly clothes, and had never tried to attract a man through clothing. she was pretty sure she had thrown away any clothes that looked sexy too. well, sold them, but had gotten rid of them.
"damn."
in the end she pulled on a pair of fresh black skin tight jeans, a white strap top which definately helped in pushing up her breasts, a red shirt, and a pair of knee length red leather boots. dj could never give up her boots of course. she loved them entirely and her red ones were most definately her favourite. she quickly ran a brush through her damp hair before going to the door a few seconds after he had knocked on it. she took a deep breath before opening it, a smile and blush appearing on her pretty face.
"hey, i'm almost ready. you look... amazing. do you want to come in? i'm afraid mads' stuff is all over the place though. like any boy he still hasn't learned how to tidy up."
she spoke softly, stepping back a bit so brendan could come in if he wanted. dj, after one more longing and lingering glance at brendan, turned and headed back into her bedroom where she picked up her handbag and made sure everything was in it.
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Post by BRENDAN ABERNATHY on Dec 18, 2009 18:36:14 GMT -5
Brendan knew that he did not deserve a second chance. Most women would have just sent him packing for the way he had treated them. But amazingly Dj was willing to give him a second or was it a third try. The Irish Man was not about to complain or question why the woman was willing to give him the time of day.
As Brendan stood by the door waiting for Dj to answer the nerves were beginning to get the better of him. It had been a long time since he had felt this nervous before. Playing with the sleeves of his shirt Brendan almost began to pace back and forth but resisted the urge.
As soon as the door opened Brendan's eyes widened at the sight before him. Maybe she was not ready to go out yet but damn she looked good. He had almost forgotten how good she actually looked "You look ready" Brendan commented with a cheeky grin accompanied by a wink "I mean damn girl what more do you need to do?" He asked.
The compliment she gave him almost made Brendan feel self concious. For a guy who was normally so self assured, arrogant and down right self loving ALMOST feeling self concious was definatly out of the ordinary. Stepping through the door Brendan chuckled "Trust me I don't have a kid but my place looks like a bomb's hit it so don't worry about it!"
As soon as she headed upstairs Brendan headed towards the living room and plonked himself down on the sofa. The male could make himself at home anywhere at anytime. Setting his feet on the coffee table Brendan began to flick through the TV channels as he waited for Dj to come back downstairs.
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Post by DORINDA JULIETA ROMERO on Dec 18, 2009 21:05:27 GMT -5
since it was a one floor bungalow it didn't take long to go to her bedroom which was the first door on the left as soon as you walked in through the front door. she grabbed what she needed such as her phone and purse, put it into her handbag, and then headed across the hall to the living room. there dj couldn't help but lean against the door frame as she watched brendan. he looked so at home there. so much so she felt a deep pang of longing in the pit of her heart. dj had never ever wanted nor had been in need of a husband and father figure for her son, maddox. however, looking at brendan then, a part of her somewhere in her heart couldn't help but wish maybe, brendan would want to take such a position in the future. of course, the logical mind of dj hushed such stupid day dreams, of which nothing would most likely happen anyway, and walked over to the couch where he was sat.
"i have my handbag, we can go, before you and this couch get more aquainted then we are."
she spoke, teasing him gently as she ruffled his hair. dj couldn't help but do that. she did it so often to maddox that it just came naturally to her especially considering the feelings she had always harboured for brendan abernathy. it wasn't until about half a minute later she realised what she did, and turned away, blushing, as she headed for the door. even now it felt natural to dj to be with him, like they had never been apart, and yet she was unsure of what was called for on a first date. if she was honest she couldn't remember ever being on a date. to dj it seemed like she had been a single mother with no romantic life forever. she couldn't remember a time before mads. then again there was very little good memories to remember before maddox junior was born.
grabbing her door keys off the table in the hall she then opened the door, before turning to look over at brendan. she didn't even know how she had gotten so lucky. dj hoped one day she could repay him for finally giving her a chance. a lot of people misunderstood her because she had such a good pure heart but was also very passionate. when she believed in something she believed in it, and would not hesitate to tell someone when asked of it what she thought. however this seemed to have gotten her into more trouble then not. especially when they had met in that bar, and she had been drunk out of her mind. the things she had said to him... she shivered just remembering them. she had been so determined to find an abernathy that would have her and make her feel complete again. a very tiny part of her couldn't blame brendan for not returning her affections in favour of the french poodle, and dj hated herself for feeling that.
"where are we heading?"
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Post by BRENDAN ABERNATHY on Dec 31, 2009 10:24:06 GMT -5
Brendan could not take his eyes off of Dj. She was gorgeous, Almost perfect. So why was it he'd acted like a fool all those months ago and almost lost what could have been perfect? All Brendan needed was one more chance to prove that he could be a good guy. Sure he was rough around the edges and people knew that but he was not bad to the bone. Just a little rebellious at times. Smiling as he watched the woman with her son Brendan folded his arms across his chest. He'd never actually wanted kids. Being a teacher was just another way to bring in some money. They annoyed him endlessly.
Clearing his throat the male looked up as Dj said "where are we heading?". Grinning he stepped towards her and tilted his head to the side "Out for food of course" The male replied simply. He was not about to reveal his secrets just yet. The male had set up a little surprise and thankfully the weather was holding out for it.
Brendan's eyes scanned over Dj once more and he stepped closer wrapping an arm around her waist tugging her a little closer to him until she was close enough for his liking "You'll love it though I promise" Brendan said leaning over slowly and pressing his lips to her's for a few moments in a sweet, gentle kiss. Brendan's eyes slid closed and for a moment he deepened the kiss before pulling back.
Taking a step away the teacher brushed his fingers across his lips feeling the nice tingling feeling he'd felt when he'd set eyes on this woman. Pulling the door open Brendan waited for Dj to step through it "Ladies first"
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Post by DORINDA JULIETA ROMERO on Dec 31, 2009 11:16:51 GMT -5
within minutes his lips met hers for their first kiss. it was everything dj had ever dreamt it to be. her right hand lifted to cup his cheek, her left cupped his shoulder, and she pressed her feminine curves against his muscular body. dj kissed him back passionately, her eyes closed as she felt so many fireworks that she just wanted to take him to her bedroom right then and there. brendan definately had her under his spell, and honestly, she didn't want to be anywhere else. right then dj couldn't care less if he intended on using her. she just wanted to be with him. she wanted as much as she could get whilst this dream lasted. deep down, dj knew brendan's feelings towards kids. it was why she was so suprised he was a teacher, and dj knew it just wouldn't be sensible to be with a man that didn't and couldn't love her own son.
dj ran her hands through brendan's luxurious brown hair, a deep moan reverberated in her throat as her hands left his hair to brush across his jaw. when he finally pulled away she found herself practically molded into brendan's body. she couldn't help it. he was definately her kryptonite. blushing, she stepped aside, before walking out of her front door. she couldn't help but find it so sweet he had said ladies first, when it was infact her house, and she had the key to lock it. dj locked her door by leaning around him, unable to keep herself away from brendan. she then put her key back into her handbag before walking down the steps to the pavement bordering the main road.
"you know, the way you touched your lips after we kissed... anyone would think big, bad, brendan abernathy was falling for me."
dj teased, a smile upon her plush lips as she turned to look at him. perhaps if he fell for her enough he'd end up seeing mads in a new light. maybe he'd grow to love mads, and want kids of his own. of course, dj knew better then to think dreams like that could ever come true. the day brendan loved her son, and kids, would be the day dj would happily settle down.
"so is this secret food place of yours near enough to walk or do we need a taxi stud?"
she purred, a flirtacious grin upon her lips as she placed her hands on his hips. after that kiss from brendan, dj felt like she could fly. san francisco was quickly becoming her favourite place in the world. dj didn't even think he had anything planned. after that kiss he could just be going by ear and she wouldn't care. of course surprises would just be a bonus. after all, dj was female, and like any female she loved surprises. especially romantic ones.
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