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Waking up wrapped in Karen's arms is perhaps the best thing Henry could possibly imagine - nuzzling into her sleep-matted hair and inhaling the sweet scent of day-old shampoo and her right there against him. For a long moment, he's afraid to move - afraid to break the moment and move on to a new one. It should scare him that he's so comfortable already, that he's throwing around words like 'love' so haphazardly... but that's what he's become with her. He doesn't just want her, he flat out needs her in his life now - and if that's not love, damn it... nothing is. Soon, though, it will be over - they'll have to go home and Lord knows if he'll ever get to be this close again.

Gently, he presses a kiss against the back of her neck and another to her bare shoulder, squeezing tight around her waist.

And then he feels her shift back against him and murmur something that may be his name and reflexively whispers; "Good morning, beautiful."

Date: 2012-07-15 07:03 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, in a dark suit and blouse, smiling softly (Soft Smile)
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"You are most of the time," she's immediately by his side, because his grin is like a Karen Magnet.

"What, in particular, are you right about this time?"

Date: 2012-07-15 07:22 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, her lips pressed together in a smirk (Hmph)
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She can't stop herself from giggling. "Most beautiful girl, maybe twenty years ago, with three more beers in you."

She deflects, but being his most beautiful girl? That feels pretty damn amazing. Enough that she's more than happy to be the focus of his attention.

"I think slept-all-morning lunch sounds like a good plan." She squeezes his hand. "What can I carry?"

Date: 2012-07-15 07:53 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, in a dark suit and blouse, smiling softly (Soft Smile)
From: [personal profile] chief_mom
"Not the sort of guy I know," and really, it is kind of unimaginable that any guy she'd know would go to a lake without a cooler of beer and all sorts of things. She runs with a cooler-toting sort of crowd.

As they push through to the outdoors, she's wondering if it's always beautiful weather at the edge of the universe. The day is perfect to sit by the water and daydream with the best guy around.

And look at that, he's holding her hand.

"There'd better be something in this basket that I can feed you."

Date: 2012-07-15 08:33 am (UTC)
chief_mom: A close-up of Chief Vick, a blonde white woman, hair tousled, looking sexy (After Hours)
From: [personal profile] chief_mom
"Well good, because I have this platonic ideal of a sunny lakeside picnic in my head, and it involves, amongst other things, feeding each other."

So she's a romantic who is terribly inspired by cheesy movies. Sue her.

"You know what just hit me? When we get home, we'll still have a whole weekend. Which is good. I need to go grocery shopping. And take the guinea pig to the vet."

Okay, that's not so romantic. But it's real.
Edited Date: 2012-07-15 08:36 am (UTC)

Date: 2012-07-15 11:55 pm (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, her lips pressed together in a smirk (Hmph)
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"Oh, Henry, you don't," she stops, frowning. "I know you're not slacking, so..." The paperwork load on something that crosses Henry's desk is automatically complicated, with internal and external documentation, but suddenly she resents what's expected of him.

"What a pain in the ass that whole thing was."

Date: 2012-07-17 04:08 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, looking exasperated and clutching a mug of coffee (Exasperation)
From: [personal profile] chief_mom
"I know, I just... I don't know. I wonder if we're working you too hard. If I am." She can see the complications of their professional roles looming ahead. She'd going to have to do her best to nip those right in the bud.

"Well, nothing to think about while we're here, right?" She squeezes his hand and sighs happily thinking about his arms around her again.

Date: 2012-07-17 10:50 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, in a dark suit and blouse, smiling softly (Soft Smile)
From: [personal profile] chief_mom
"And the man providing me with both." Ravishing sounds even better than lunch, but she won't be greedy. Besides, they need to keep their strength up.

The complexities of their relationship and the job and the interplay of both? Those are Monday thoughts, and Monday won't be rolling around for several more days.

Date: 2012-07-19 05:42 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, in a dark suit and blouse, smiling softly (Soft Smile)
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He couldn't have chosen a more beautiful spot, secluded yet not, just enough to provide them with another chance to just enjoy one another without concern.

She slips down onto the blanket, curling her legs around to the side, trying to look ladylike, despite the urge to pull her skirt up and sit cross-legged and start rummaging in the basket. She can do social graces, even if she knows that Henry isn't one for stuffy conventionality, not really.

"Come join me in our world," she beckons. "Our little patch of warm splendor in the grass."

Date: 2012-07-19 07:14 am (UTC)
chief_mom: A close-up of Chief Vick, a blonde white woman, hair tousled, looking sexy (After Hours)
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She has to crane back to steal a little kiss before digging into the food. The way he holds onto her just demands it.

"How is it that your arm around me makes me feel safer than guns on my hip and ankle and a whole squad of backup?"

Date: 2012-07-19 07:47 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, in a dark suit and blouse, smiling softly (Soft Smile)
From: [personal profile] chief_mom
The idea of love as some sort of a virus, floating around, infecting people makes her laugh.

"So long as I'm never cured, I'll take that." She passes him some of the chicken, and pops the top off of a beer, taking a sip that couldn't quite be described as dainty.

"A permanent affliction of affection."

Date: 2012-07-19 08:05 am (UTC)
chief_mom: Chief Karen Vick, a blonde white woman, eyebrow raised in a questioning look (Hmm?)
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"I can do that," she promises, offering the beer his way.

"So, um, there's something that's been on my mind." She picks at fruit salad, nibbling on a cube of melon as she puts her thoughts in order. "I'm not sure what you'll think about this."

She stops, and turns around. She wants to be looking at him for this one.

"I'd like it, I think it's a good idea, uh, if you want to, if you think you could, um, spend some time with Iris. The three of us, I mean."

Date: 2012-07-19 08:32 am (UTC)
chief_mom: A close-up of Chief Vick, a blonde white woman, hair tousled, looking sexy (After Hours)
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"She's smart, and she's intuitive. She knows things aren't right at home, and I think she's actually seen the woman her father's brought into my house when I've been working."

She has to pause to frown at that. Maybe she's not any better now, having a clandestine affair, and thinking of making Iris aware of Henry in an intentional way. Somehow it seems different, though she may be deluding herself.

"She's seen that I've been sad. I'd like her to see me happy. And she likes you. She calls you Mr. Henny. I can't bring myself to correct her."

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