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Nov. 26th, 2006 03:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
krazykitkatProbably going to regret this, especially since it's unbetaed, but my stuff these days isn't worth anyone going to the trouble. This was pretty much all that was wrote of the failed wingswing (which was actually supposed to be CJ/Mallory - there was going to be a theme of redheads), but with a little bit of fiddling I think it works on its own as a tinyfic.
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You've been on the campaign trail for five weeks when she arrives to meet him at some non-descript hotel in middle America. You know he didn't tell her of your presence from the tightening of her lips when she sees you.
Her nails dig into your arm as she says hello. She proceeds to drape herself over him at every available opportunity, fueling the rumour mill. Some of the smaller men in the team take it on themselves to show you that there are other gropers in the sea.
She knocks on your door two nights later.
"It's not going to happen, CJ," she says, her back rigid and arms folded across her chest. "Not again."
You step towards her and stroke your fingertips along her lower arm, daring her to acknowledge her body's reaction. There's a flash of desire in her eyes, but she doesn't move.
"We're trying for a baby," Andy whispers.
You hide under a smile as you grasp her hand. "I hope--good luck with that."
She doesn't meet your eyes, but her fingers tangle with yours. "I'm sorry if you came because of me--"
"No, no. Toby's just very convincing and I needed a job." You squeeze her hand before pulling away, too slowly. "Don't worry, I won't be here long. It's not as though Toby's about to break his streak."
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You've been on the campaign trail for five weeks when she arrives to meet him at some non-descript hotel in middle America. You know he didn't tell her of your presence from the tightening of her lips when she sees you.
Her nails dig into your arm as she says hello. She proceeds to drape herself over him at every available opportunity, fueling the rumour mill. Some of the smaller men in the team take it on themselves to show you that there are other gropers in the sea.
She knocks on your door two nights later.
"It's not going to happen, CJ," she says, her back rigid and arms folded across her chest. "Not again."
You step towards her and stroke your fingertips along her lower arm, daring her to acknowledge her body's reaction. There's a flash of desire in her eyes, but she doesn't move.
"We're trying for a baby," Andy whispers.
You hide under a smile as you grasp her hand. "I hope--good luck with that."
She doesn't meet your eyes, but her fingers tangle with yours. "I'm sorry if you came because of me--"
"No, no. Toby's just very convincing and I needed a job." You squeeze her hand before pulling away, too slowly. "Don't worry, I won't be here long. It's not as though Toby's about to break his streak."
