melodiousyellow: (sweet smile)
Kira Ford ([personal profile] melodiousyellow) wrote2009-05-09 12:11 pm

A Happy Birthday with [livejournal.com profile] scienceinblack

Birthday breakfast with Mom? Check. Cussing out Conner? Check. Hayley's would be the logical next stop, but instead she found herself driving down Valencia Road to see Dr. Oliver.

He was the only one she hadn't called ahead to let him know she'd be home, and hopeful no one had told him. She wanted it to be a surprise visit. He'd known her birthday was coming up, but the last time they'd talked she hadn't been expecting to be back. That had changed, of course, but the element of surprise would be fun. Not like she's going in without knocking.

She got out of her car and took a big breath of fresh air before heading to the door. It was so good to be back here again.

[identity profile] scienceinblack.livejournal.com 2009-06-05 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Why don't you let me worry about that." Because it was something for him to worry about. Not for her to worry about. "What we do is our own business. It doesn't matter what goes on." Besides, it isn't like he couldn't find something else.

[identity profile] melodiousyellow.livejournal.com 2009-06-05 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"But-"

Okay, why was she still arguing? He just said she didn't need to worry.

So after a short pause she kissed him again, because really, she wanted to. She wanted him and here he was giving her permission. In fact, she moved to straddle him without breaking the kiss. She just wanted to be closer to him, nothing else.

[identity profile] scienceinblack.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"But nothing, Kira."

Exactly. Why was she still arguing with him? Especially when he'd take care of whatever would happen after all of this came into play... into the light so to speak.

He kisses her back and the moment she straddled his lap, his arms went around her pulling her closer to him.

[identity profile] melodiousyellow.livejournal.com 2009-06-07 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Her hands were on his face, then in his hair before her arms were around him too, pulling herself as close as she could get. She still felt conflicted about all this. On one hand, best birthday ever. On the other...

But screw that. She'd worry about the other hand later.