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Born: February 21, 2017 Forum Topics Started: 2
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New YorkAnother Time Is Waiting For Us Someplace Close.
Created by Soleil
RealmThere is a sense in which we are all each other's consequences.
Created by Rhiannon McKay
RealmThere were no roots more intimate than those between a body and mind that had decided to be whole.
Created by Rhiannon McKay
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
Ah pot brownies! My favorite kinda brownies, you should try my sisters they are the best you will ever have! Seriously they messed me up something fierce and that's saying something!
You truly know they way to my heart! Through my stomach and my liver!
See you tomorrow! Looking forward to it!
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
Oh my god you really are way too good to me!
I can't wait to see you as well!
I have landed but me and Soleil are doing breakfast tomorrow so I shall be around there noonish?
Give or take, I get distracted easily!
It's a curse really!
Soleil 04/30/17 An apology was caught in the back of her throat, and Soleil almost coughed in attempt to force it out. She blinked back more tears, shoulders drooping in defeat as Rhiannon fiddled with her wedding ring. Her wife was right - she’d been rash in proposing, too caught up in the whirlwind of emotions she felt to pause and consider what marriage - a relationship, even - entailed. She’d dove headfirst into a realm she was a stranger to. With a woman whose amnesia added another layer of complication.

She pocketed her phone and keys, and slipped out onto the street with little noise. She needed air. Space. The opportunity to clear her head. Fact: she loved Rhiannon. Another fact: she would love Rhiannon well beyond the length of her life. The thought of losing her made Soleil clutch at her chest and double over. With the grief and loss she’d already experienced in her short 23 years, Soleil was not prepared to lose Rhiannon at this juncture.

And so, after spending some time out in the cool, night air, she returned to the brownstone, pausing just for a moment to look up at the place she hoped to call home someday. Margot’s door was closed as she padded down the hall; only then did she realize the time. Light seeped from under the study door, indicating that Rhiannon had not yet retreated to bed. She knocked timidly. No flowers, no dinner reservation, no shallow gesture of apology; just feelings of shame, guilt and remorse. So, fully prepared to bare her soul, she spoke, forehead pressed to the door. “Rhiannon? Are you there?"
Soleil 04/30/17 Hoping to find some form of grounding, Soleil backed up until she could press herself against a wall, hands coming to rest behind her, trapped between her lower back and the cold, hard surface. She was fully aware of the rage that now sat heavily in her gut, and like acid, it burned away at her insides. It was behoove her to put distance between her and the angel - the anger she felt in this moment was not at all comparable to what she felt after the Callum incident. This? This was an unprecedented level of rage, one she’d only felt immediately following Jacy’s death. This was the feeling that had driven her to trash her childhood home, and subsequently spiral into her vices.

The simple solution would’ve been to concede - to admit that she’d been selfish and cruel, that she’d promise to make an effort to be more conscious of her actions and of her words. The smart solution would’ve been to let Rhiannon have the argument because she was right. To an extent. But, no. Soleil was beyond being rational, so she latched on to the small sliver of fault in her wife’s reasoning. “Elouise gave me a home and a purpose long before you came around. My sh*t judgment is what has been keeping me alive. Your sh*t judgment has only said yes.”

Her voice had become shrill; hot, angry tears trickled down her cheeks. Levelheaded discussion was not a skill she had command of, and that was becoming excruciatingly obvious. She waved dismissively before hissing the only words she had left. “F*ck you, Rhiannon."
Soleil 04/30/17 Soleil only nodded in recognition of her wife’s presence for she could find no words to utter in that moment. Silently, she followed Rhiannon down the sidewalk, down into the depths of the New York subway, and onto a traincar, where they sat, shoulder to shoulder, without further acknowledgment of eachother. With Soleil’s indifference and Rhiannon’s palpable indignation, they might as well have been strangers who were concerned with two entirely different issues.

She knew Rhiannon was ruminating in anger; Soleil could see it in the way her wife had closed herself off to any possibility of interaction - the headphones, the crossed arms, the stoic expression that had command of her face. It didn’t bother her because, for once, she had nothing to say. Of course, she was sorry for the way she’d acted earlier in the day, and guilty for being so insensitive when Rhiannon had expressed understanding and concern. She listened to and took in the verbal barrage as they walked through the front hall of the brownstone.

It wasn’t until the word ‘adult’ slipped from between Rhiannon’s teeth that Soleil felt the urge to react. The way her wife had thrown it so viciously in her face caused her to look up, eyes ablaze with a sudden rush of fury. “Maybe because you don’t f*cking treat me like one,” she retorted, tossing her own wallet and phone onto the kitchen counter. She scowled at the woman across from her, the heat of anger returning to her hands and head. Her fingertips tapped against her thigh in agitation. Before she could stop herself, words began to claw their way up her throat and came tumbling out of her mouth.

“Moscow was my decision to make. Even if I had decided to return to the Order, it would’ve been my adult decision to go without you. Don’t you dare fault me for wanting to keep you out of harm’s way. I may not be a solo act anymore, but you have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do."
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
Oh you're cats are beautiful!
We will have a kitty party!
See you soonish.
Soleil 04/30/17 Soleil knew she had it coming, so she wasn’t quite sure why she thought an apology would be as simple as flowers and dinner. Stubborn. Temperamental. Impulsive. No one deserved to be on the receiving end of her ill-temper, especially not the one person in the world who loved her so unconditionally. Soleil sighed, accepting that she was due for a rude awakening.

7 o’clock came and went, as did two glasses of red wine and the subsequent 45 minutes. She’d grown restless by sitting there, guilt and frustration chewed away at her resolve. It was clear that Rhiannon had made a choice, and Soleil was beginning to think that maybe she should’ve left for Moscow. How could she think she’d get away with being so callous? She didn’t deserve a woman like Rhiannon, she was painfully aware of that fact. So, to deliver cold, insensitive blows of detachment like she had hours prior was… well, poor, poor taste on her part.

She paid for what remained in the wine bottle, pushed away from the table dejectedly, and made her way to the front of the restaurant. As she emerged onto the street above, her phone chimed. Quickly, she typed out a response.

Bill’s been paid, but I will wait outside.
Do not be mortified, I was prepared for you not to show.
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
Good because I have two who will be accompanying me on this trip.

Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
I excel at doing crazy drunken bender, and thank you Rhiannon I am truly lucky to have you.
I know I've said it before but honestly I am
And as for Soleil I will do what I can.
She treats me well better than I deserve so if I can help her in anyway I shall.
Sidenote how do we feel about cats?
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
And you my dear friend have no idea what that means to me.
Are you now? Well I will make my thinking sort then, I do fear I may not be good company now though.
I'm all in my head never a good time when I do it.
Why? Is everything alright?
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
I feel you may be too good for me.
I will think about the offer of coming to stay for awhile.
But I'd hate to intrude on the happy couple.
Winter Summers 04/30/17 Rhiannon
Hello beautiful!
Thank you but I keep my sh#t bottled up, everyone has their own problems I hate shoving mine on to people. Plus I hate sounding like I am whining.
And please don't tempt me, I will come and live on your pull out couch and we don't want that.
Mostly because I'm a nudist.
Soleil 04/30/17 Soleil watched as Rhiannon stalked away, her fists clenched tightly enough for her nails to draw blood from her palms. "Whatever," she muttered, turning to walk in the opposite direction. Rhiannon had given her the green light, even if it was out of anger and frustration. Soleil was already half-heartedly tapping away at her phone, in search of the first flight out to Moscow.

This dismissive and nonchalant attitude was her defense mechanism; anyone remotely perceptive could see that Soleil's indignation was faltering as the distance between the two grew. She rounded the corner, out of the purview of curious onlookers, and took an arcing swing at the red brick wall beside her. She let out a slew of vulgarities as she pulled her fist back to examine the specks of brick embedded in her skin. The physical pain she could handle, but the emotional strain was a different story.

She brushed off her knuckles, wincing slightly as blood began to trickle between her fingers. As a lycan, she'd heal in a few hours, leaving no evidence of her outburst. She inhaled deeply to recenter herself, the pit of anger beginning to dissolve. For the first time in their marriage, Soleil had let her temper dictate her actions, and that was something she'd vowed not to do. So, in an attempt to apologize, she picked up a bouquet of daisies - the same flower she'd brought home to Rhiannon the night they moved in together. At home, she set the flowers on the kitchen counter, and neatly wrote out a note:


I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you, please. I'm not going anywhere, not without you. You're home to me.

I know I'm an assh*le, but Becco at 7? I'll have a table set for two.

I love you. - S
Soleil 04/30/17 Soleil let out a short, irreverent laugh. “Don’t want you with me?” she repeated, hands returning to pants pockets, “How could you even… You don’t know me if that’s what you think.” The anger had dissipated for a fleeting moment, but now it was back. Her hands balled up into fists one more, her knuckles straining against denim. She swallowed hard before shaking her head.

"I know you’re my wife, don’t f*cking patronize me. But, you’re my wife, and if I have the right mind to keep you out of danger, I will.” Elouise had never been so reserved in conversation with Soleil, and that raised a multitude of red flags. Winter was back at the Compound, and had mentioned that his sister, Summer, would be there too. The Summers were involved, which Soleil could only take as a sign that the Order needed extra hands. Whatever was happening in Moscow had to be big.
Soleil 04/30/17 Her brisk gait had carried her halfway to the coffeeshop before she was abruptly, almost violently pulled to a stop. She glanced down at Rhiannon’s slender fingers wrapped around her arm, arching a brow at how tight the other woman’s grip was. Of course she cared. It’d been years since Soleil had cared about anyone as much as she did for Rhiannon. Surely, the angel knew that.

“Honestly, Rhiannon, do what you want. You have no interest in the Orlavs, or in the Order,” she responded, “This doesn’t concern you. Elouise is my best friend, and the Order is my sanctuary. Who am I to get you involved in something that doesn’t directly effect you?”

Soleil let out a long sigh before shrugging out of her wife’s grip. The motion wasn’t intended to be dismissive or callous; it was slow, gentle - a gesture of resignation, almost. Rhiannon had spent the last few months securing Soleil’s comfort and happiness, and the younger woman was starting to think that she’d become far too dependent on her wife.

“I love you,” she stated, reaching out to brush her fingers against Rhiannon’s cheek, “But, maybe I need to do this."
Soleil 04/29/17 “Gee, I’m sorry I’m not sunshine and rainbows for once,” she spat, a deep scowl taking command of her lips. She had wanted Rhiannon to drop the topic when she said she was staying in New York. She wanted to unwind with a bottle of wine on the patio. Now, she just wanted to run.

Grow up.

Soleil let out a scoff of her own. She brushed past Rhiannon, stopping at the end of the alleyway only to glance over her shoulder. She clenched her jaw, and exhaled sharply. Rhiannon wanted her to grow up? Fine. She made the executive decision to take matters into her own hands - she was capable of being independent, of finding comfort on her own. If that's something Rhiannon wanted, so be it. “Come, if you want. Or stay. I don’t care.”

And just as the last three words slipped past her lips, regret threatened to overwhelm her hardened facial features. But, she was much too frustrated and anxious and stubborn to allow for it to break her resolve. So, she shoved her hands into her jean pockets, and stalked away, not concerned with whether or not her wife was following.
Soleil 04/29/17 Soleil wrapped her arms around herself as Rhiannon stepped away. Her heart sat heavy with apprehension in her chest. She felt cold. “I want to stay here.”

Thoughts of Rhiannon’s life in New York, of Callum and Margot, of her human life barreled through her mind, causing a flash of anger to ripple through her core. The stress and worry of the Moscow situation was finally catching up to her, and she could feel her temper begin to build in her hands and at the base of her skull. F*ck. She wasn’t cold anymore, that was for certain.

“Why do you keep pushing me to go back to Moscow when I’ve made it clear that I want to stay here?” she barked. She was being irrational; she was projecting. But, she couldn’t stop herself - the anger had already risen to behind her eyes, threatening to turn her hazel eyes that eerie, unnatural yellow Rhiannon had seen only once before. Her arms dropped to her sides to allow for her hands to clench themselves into tight balls. Fingernails dug into her palms, forearm muscles tense.
Soleil 04/29/17 Soleil allowed herself to be guided away from the table and the coffee shop, allowed herself to be pulled into an embrace that was meant to offer comfort and warmth and security. But, she was stiff - couldn’t quite get the muscles in her back and neck to relax enough to return the gesture. She muttered an apology in acknowledgement of Rhiannon’s efforts to comfort her.

The last few days had been hard; finding out about the Elouise incident threw her for a loop, and she’d found it difficult to focus on things at hand. She was concerned for her best friend’s health, and beyond wary of the pit she felt forming in her stomach. Something was going on in Moscow. Something was happening. She just couldn’t figure out what, and was becoming increasingly frustrated with Elouise’s reluctance to divulge any information. Rhiannon's support, love and devotion, however, had kept Soleil grounded.

“I trust you,” was all she said before pressing her face to the crook of her wife’s neck.
Soleil 04/29/17 -nods-
I know you love me. And I am lucky to have you.
-takes a deep breath-
You'd tell me if you knew something I didn't, right?
-knows it's a shot in the dark-
I don't know how the whole... God-angel communication thing works.
Soleil 04/29/17 -leaves hands out on table-
I don't know, I really don't. I just find it strange that Elouise got shot out of the blue.
-chews on inside of cheek-
She won't tell me who, or why. She may not know, but she's being so... cryptic.
-brow furrows-
I'm not staying out of obligation. I'm staying because there's nowhere else I'd rather be. You're all that matters to me.
-finally reaches out for her hands-
If you'll really follow me anywhere, follow me to Becco tonight, and then back to the brownstone. We can crack a bottle of wine, sit out on the patio. Please?
Soleil 04/29/17 I'm sorry, babe. I'm just...
I'm so frustrated. It's not just about El, you know? She's tough, and I know she'll be okay. But, the Order...
-involuntarily shivers-
I don't know. Something's up.
-glances over at-
I love you, Rhiannon. I'm sorry if I've been off lately. I know you're not El's biggest fan, but she opened her home to me. I know it's dramatic, but she gave me something to live for before I met you.
-holds out hands again-
You're all I want and need, now. That's why I'm staying here.
Soleil 04/29/17 Says the angel.
-lets out brief chuckle-
They'll call when they need me, Rhiannon.
-crosses arms over chest again-
I'm on a need-to-know basis. Elouise made that abundantly clear. I can show you the texts, if you want.
Soleil 04/29/17 -shakes head-
She told me to stay here.
-shuts eyes, sharp inhale-
So, I'm staying here. With my wife. Out of...
-waves idly-
Whatever is happening in Moscow. Until they need me. Winter shared my contact info with his sister, Summer. She'll be in touch.
Soleil 04/29/17 -reaches out for her hand-
-gives affectionate squeeze-
I don't know. El's...
-sets shoulders back-
She's reluctant to tell me anything. I had Winter feeding me updates, but he's leaving Moscow.
-pinches bridge of nose with free hand-
I'm in the dark. My best friend was shot, and I can feel sh*t brewing.
Soleil 04/29/17 No. Maybe.
-shrugs again-
-leans forward-
You were napping with Rigsby. Noah got restless, we made a fort.
-grins back at-
We can make one tonight, if you want.
Soleil 04/29/17 -stands, pecks her on cheek-
Thanks, babe.
-crosses arms over chest-
Paris. And other vacations. I'm planning trips and sh*t, okay?
Noah's my guy. We bonded. We made a blanket fort together.
Soleil 04/29/17 Rhiannon
My Pinterest is not for baby pictures!
Wait, I see you. Hold on.

-slides into seat across-
I don't have baby fever.
And I'm not a sucker.
Soleil 04/29/17 Rhiannon
What is that supposed to mean???
Soleil 04/29/17 Rhiannon
What? No. I was just making an observation.
Soleil 04/29/17 Rhiannon
Be there soon. I love you.
The house is quiet without the boys...
Soleil 04/29/17 -puts hands on her thighs-
-pats gently-
I love you, Rhiannon. I love you like this, too. You could never offend me, I promise.
-pulls down into a kiss-
Soleil 04/28/17 -is so, so into this-
-grins up at-
F*ck, I love you.
Soleil 04/28/17 -is hella surprised-
-but also really impressed-
I'm not complaining. I was just vocalizing a thought...
Soleil 04/28/17 Wait...
-pins her hands down-
I don't know if I'm digging the assertiveness anymore.
-grins at-
Soleil 04/28/17 -eyes widen-
Did you just...
-pulls in for a fierce kiss-
I love you.
Soleil 04/28/17 -shakes head-
We don't need to do the baseball thing.
-kisses gently-
This is about your fantasy.
Soleil 04/28/17 Lloyd's coming to pick up the boys in an hour.
-huge smirk-
My apartment after he does?
Soleil 04/28/17 You stole from your sister?
-arches brow-
That's oddly... that's kinda hot.
-leans down-
Fancy yourself a badass, Rhiannon?
Soleil 04/28/17 -rolls over, straddles her hips-
You threw responsibility out the window when you got high, babe.
Did you leave any for me?
Soleil 04/28/17 Excuse me.
-leans away-
You got high without me?
Soleil 04/28/17 Few more minutes.
-locks arms around-
And then I'll slap together some PB and J sammies for the boys.
-snuggles closer-
I bet it's beautiful outside.
Soleil 04/28/17 -wide eyes-
Wow, really?
Cool. I know how much you love those lil nuggets.
Soleil 04/28/17 Come here, you.
-wraps arms around-
-presses kiss to her hair-
I love you too, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/28/17 Happy puke?
Wow, thanks. You're so.... romantic.
Soleil 04/28/17 -still manages to mutter against her lips-
-grins again-
I'm happy. Really happy.
With you. You make me happy.
Soleil 04/28/17 God, I love you.
-grins up at-
You're my favorite girl. My one and only, actually.
-is so, so stupidly soft-
Soleil 04/28/17 -wraps arms around tightly-
Now you understand why I don't usually get up at the ass crack of dawn.
I'm serious about the picnic, though. We can make little sandwiches for the kids. Wine and cheese for us, maybe?
Soleil 04/28/17 -flops onto bed-
Hey babe.
-leans over to press a kiss to her cheek-
How'd you sleep?
Winter Summers 04/28/17 Rhiannon
Normally we would argue over who is luckier but since I love you so I'll say we can end this one in a draw.
Soleil 04/28/17 Rhiannon
Picnic in Central Park today?
Soleil 04/27/17 -swats at-
Stop. I'm not cheesy.
-is totally cheesy-
Amazing what Aunt Jemima insta-pancake mix does, eh?
Soleil 04/27/17 -cheesy grin-
Funny how I can hold my whole world in my arms, isn't it?
-gives her an affection squeeze-
-presses firm kiss to her forehead-
Soleil 04/27/17 -yelps-
-wraps arms around her neck-
The quickest learner, of course.
-wide smile-
Aren't I lucky to have you?
Soleil 04/27/17 -turns to face her-
Kiss, first.
-small smile-
And yes, I'll keep the uniform on.
You're really getting the hang of Netflix. Seriously keeping up with what's new, huh?
Remember when you didn't know what it was? I'm proud of you.
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
So I keep getting told I am taking it as a good thing but who knows!
I am the most blessed to have the both of you!
Soleil 04/27/17 -huffs-
-plops down on edge of bed-
-mutters, pouts-
You probably don't even have the cheerleader outfit.
Soleil 04/27/17 -picks her up, slings her over shoulder-
I'm not jealous of a fictional character.
-tosses her onto bed-
Our presence hasn't stopped Margot before.
-bites lip-
Guess you're just gonna have to learn how to be less... vocal.
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
That's true!
You two are amazing!
I am lucky to have you in my life!
Soleil 04/27/17 -is mildy offended-
Nicole Haught is a fictional character, babe. I'm real. And you're stuck with me.
-clears throat-
How about we skip the fitting, and go straight to the handcuffing part? How does that line go?
-grins wickedly-
When I see something I like, I don't wanna wait.
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
Does he now? Well his plan for me f#cking sucks!
But thank you love means a lot!
Soleil 04/27/17 -rolls eyes-
Oh my god, Rhiannon.
-takes her hands-
You're crazy.
Soleil 04/27/17 If that's what you want, sure.
Yeah, there are... buttons.
-hadn't thought this through-
-just wanted to use the 'position of power' line-
Soleil 04/27/17 -arches brow-
Who's in the position of power, here?
-beckons again-
Help me.
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
I certainly will not want to, if I do tell her to come back it will because sh#t hit the fan and that means trouble. Dangerous kind of trouble.
But it is what she wants so I will inform her if she needs to return.
It's one bad thing happening after another.
I do wonder when it will end.
Soleil 04/27/17 -beckons for her to come over-
Help me.
-keeps smirking because... f*ck-
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
Surprising no! I just think it's a cure all!
Most my problems revolve around my family/random people disliking me.
So sex 100% can not fix those.
Physically she is sore and it will take awhile for her to heal, mentally I say no. But she claims she is fine.
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
Well I used to live there so it's not odd for me to be here but that's a story for another time.
She was injured I am here to protect/comfort her, just smother Soleil in love and whisper sweet nothings in her hear I'm sure that will fix her mood.
Soleil 04/27/17 -leans away-
-arches brow-
Are you serious? You did't actually...
-bounces over to closet-
Oh my god, you did. You're really into this fantasy, aren't you?
-biggest smirk ever-
Soleil 04/27/17 -settles in-
-presses firm kiss to her lips-
Are we really watching Wynonna again?
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
That's good!
Next time take me with you!
I kid of course have to have alone time with the wife!
I understand!
Where am I?
Well currently I am in Moscow more specifically in The Order compound.
Soleil 04/27/17 -saunters in-
Nice of Margot to watch the kids for a bit.
-stuffs rest of chocolate chip pancake in mouth-
What's this about Netflix and wine, now?
Soleil 04/27/17 Rhiannon
... but the boys?
Nevermind, gimme 5.
Soleil 04/27/17 Rhiannon
Hurry home, I made chocolate chip pancakes.
And a couple blueberry ones!
Do we have apple juice?
Winter Summers 04/27/17 Rhiannon
Hello beautiful!
How are you enjoying your trip?
Having a good time?
Soleil 04/27/17 Rhiannon
Where's Rigsby?
I have Noah, but where's the chubby one?
Soleil 04/26/17 -snickers-
I'm ready to go home, if you are.
Soleil 04/26/17 -bullsh*t, not at all possible-
Definitely no pants.
Soleil 04/26/17 -definitely loves her more, the most-
-smug grin-
I think you may be right. I'm kinda feeling no pants, 4 kinds of tiramisu night. But, sweatpants are good too.
Soleil 04/26/17 I love you, most. -will not be one-upped-
-swats at-
There's nothing wrong with Eskimo kisses!
Soleil 04/26/17 Yeah?
-waggles brow-
You're a sap. But, I love it.
-quick Eskimo kiss-
I love you.
Soleil 04/26/17 I think he mentioned something about step-children.
You're probably right.
Although, Lloyd probably balances Caitlyn out. Maybe the kids will turn out... alright?
Soleil 04/26/17 I am the OG lesbian, thank you.
-glances at toddler-
I mean, Lloyd and Caitlyn are... interesting people. He's probably relatively perceptive.
-grins down at him-
Right, Noah?
Soleil 04/26/17 You weren't complaining last night.
-sticks tongue out at-
Park, food, sleep. For all of us.
-shuffles after with Noah in tow-
Soleil 04/26/17 -rolls eyes-
Give me some of credit, Rhiannon.
I don't have lifetimes of experience, here.
Soleil 04/26/17 Me? A trainwreck? Pshh.
-sets Noah down-
-retrieves new shirt-
I'll get the hang of parenting real quick.
-changes Noah with ease, surprisingly-
Soleil 04/26/17 -coughs-
-follows with Noah-
Alright, bud. How about a new shirt? You have... whatever that is all down the front of you.
Soleil 04/26/17 -jostles Noah lightly-
Oh hush, you. We're all good here.
-grins sheepishly-
I would not. I'd just... deal with it.
-would definitely call Margot-
Soleil 04/26/17 I can do spit-up. I cannot do poop.
-leans closer, tries to steal a kiss-
Look at us being domestic. Aw.
Soleil 04/26/17 I will bathe, feed, play with, lull to sleep. But, diapers...
-makes a face-
Might have to be your jurisdiction.
-slings Noah over shoulder-
C'mon, big guy. Let's get you cleaned up.
-grins over at-
Soleil 04/26/17 -slight frown-
But... I can do this.
On second thought...
-hands back the baby-
You and I. I can't do this.
Soleil 04/26/17 -holds hands out for Rigsby-
Do I need to bathe them, or should we wait until after?
-begins to usher Noah away-
You know what, I'm just gonna change them into clean clothes.
-nervous grin-
Be back soon?
Soleil 04/26/17 This is more than messy.
-shuffles around-
-big sigh of relief-
Thank God. That would've been a fun conversation to have with the Darrows.
Soleil 04/26/17 F*ck.... where's the other one?
-shuffles around-
This is partially my fault. We never should've stayed at my place last night. I'm sorry, Rhi.
-starts picking things up from the floor-
Soleil 04/26/17 -eyes widen-
Oh my... oh my god.
-points to adjacent wall-
I'm hoping that's chocolate, and not something else.
Soleil 04/26/17 Wait, wait.
-pulls in for a lingering kiss-
I mean it, I love you.
-smiles gently-
Parenting time.
Soleil 04/26/17 -sets her down-
-reaches around, grabs her ass-
At least we're always on the same page.
You're the love of my life.
Soleil 04/26/17 -yelps-
I'm just a piece of ass to you, aren't I?
-feigns offense-
And here I thought you married me for my charm and wit.
I've been reduced to... my body.
Soleil 04/26/17 -grumbles-
Skip straight to replicating the sl*tty wedding night sex.
-nods once-
It's because you asked me to wear the jeans. Who's fault is that?
Soleil 04/26/17 Let's get married again.
-grins at the suggestion-
I don't have to wear the t-shirt, babe. Trust me, no one was making eyes at either of us when we went out last week. It was very clear we were together.
-brow furrows-
Although, those creepers by the bar were...
Soleil 04/26/17 -arches brow-
I find that hard to believe....
-hops once-
The ring it is, then.
Soleil 04/26/17 Well, then. I take it the wedding night version is better?
I'm fairly certain the entire world knows I'm yours, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/26/17 I never got sl*tty wedding night sex?
-snorts again-
What would you classify last night as, then?
Matching bands. I like that. A lot.
Soleil 04/26/17 -snorts-
It can count as anything you want.
I'd marry you again just to carry you across the threshold the proper way.
Soleil 04/26/17 -catches her easily-
-cranes neck to look back at-
You know I love you, Rhiannon. Don't even joke like that.
Soleil 04/26/17 Men are helpless. Useless. Extra. The like.
-waves idly-
I didn't think Callum would be any different.
-holds out hand-
C'mon, love. Let's go save the... rest of the day.
Soleil 04/26/17 -throws on yesterday's clothes-
She might be thriving, you don't know.
Or the kids have burnt the place down.
Soleil 04/26/17 -can't help but smile-
Alright, alright. I'm sorry. -rolls eyes-
Again with the online babies... we have two toddlers waiting at the brownstone right now.
-glances at clock, groans-
Soleil 04/26/17 Well, I know. But, like...
Is there anything you need me to do? Start doing?
Soleil 04/26/17 -frowns-
-looks up at-
Wait, really? Do I not show you enough?
Soleil 04/26/17 -chuckles-
You did this to yourself.
-pulls into a kiss-
I love you, do you know that?
Soleil 04/26/17 -reaches out for, whines-
Few more minutes. Please?
-pulls her onto lap-
Soleil 04/26/17 -arches brow-
Why are you freaking out, babe?
-wraps arms around, pouts-
I don't wanna go back yet.
Soleil 04/26/17 I know the lines, Rhiannon.
-clears throat-
-best Nicole Haught impression-
Your ass is like, top shelf, man.
Soleil 04/26/17 We've watched Wynonna Earp seven times, Rhi.
You know all of Waverly's lines... and I know all of Nicole's lines because you made me learn them.
Soleil 04/26/17 -grins-
I knew I married you for a reason.
-wraps arms and legs around-
Can we watch Girlboss? It just came out on Netflix.
Soleil 04/26/17 -nods-
I think it's only fair that we take the kids today.
-is reluctant to get up-
We should... go, huh?
Soleil 04/26/17 Yes to the ice cream.
Can we find a sandbox for... Noah?
-clears throat-
-sheepish grin-
Soleil 04/26/17 I do love you, Rhiannon. You know that.
-wraps arms around tightly-
What would you like to do today, my darling wife?
Soleil 04/26/17 -grunts, groans-
Good morning to you too, darling.
-pulls sheets over head-
Soleil 04/25/17 -whispers-
I love you too, Rhiannon Whitaker.
-sighs happily-
-presses kiss to her neck-
Soleil 04/25/17 I should just stop talking, huh?
-taps lips-
Soleil 04/25/17 -swats at her ass-
Get to it, champ.
I'm sorry... I feel like I just killed the mood.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon. Shh.
-wraps arms around her waist-
-picks her up, swings around-
There's only two of us right now.
Soleil 04/25/17 I'm okay with four. Later.
-pulls her close-
I have things I wanna do with you first.
-grins back-
To you, as well.
Soleil 04/25/17 No such thing as breaking biology or accidents.
Perks of being a lesbian.
Soleil 04/25/17 -presses finger to her lips-
I'm done talking about them, now.
I think we need more baby-making practice. You know, just to be sure.
Soleil 04/25/17 -cants head-
Yeah, she and Callum can play house for the rest of the day.
And most of tomorrow, too.
Soleil 04/25/17 Yeah?
I'm okay with that.
-grabs her ass again-
Just know you're mine.
Soleil 04/25/17 Becco tomorrow, for sure.
We have to go.
I just have other priorities right now.
Soleil 04/25/17 -arches brow-
And you think you don't?
-purses lips-
Let's stop at Whole Foods, grab something from the salad bar.
-nips at-
Good fuel for the afternoon, yeah?
Soleil 04/25/17 -presses lingering kiss to her lips-
If I wasn't so hungry, I'd say we should skip lunch.
Soleil 04/25/17 I have other plans for dessert.
-is so, so unabashedly vulgar-
Soleil 04/25/17 I'm not rushing, I just...
-pulls her along-
I'm hungry.
Soleil 04/25/17 -tugs on her hand-
-is already dragging her away-
Lunch. Then, apartment.
-tugs again-
Let's go.
Soleil 04/25/17 -shrugs-
Depends on lunch, I suppose.
-huge smirks-
-is definitely plotting-
But, yeah. We could make a quick stop.
Soleil 04/25/17 -gasps-
How could you... of course I'm sorry! I'd never wish that upon anyone.
-grabs her ass-
Good thing I'm a one ass kind of woman too, then. Huh?
Soleil 04/25/17 -laughs loudly-
Haven't you seen his ass before?
-cups her cheek-
I'm sorry you've suffered, darling.
-kisses her face tenderly-
Soleil 04/25/17 With the sounds you were making? Oh yeah, totally.
-leans in for a kiss-
You're my everything, Rhiannon. You're still a f*ckboy, but you're my f*ckboy.
Soleil 04/25/17 Not convinced?
Even after two nights ago?
-boops her nose-
I love you endlessly as well, gorgeous. You're my woman.
Soleil 04/25/17 You're terribly biased, Rhi.
-rolls eyes-
-smiles brightly-
Did you not come out to Margot?
Soleil 04/25/17 -arches brow-
Really? Never?
-is actually shocked-
-and jealous-
Soleil 04/25/17 -wide eyes-
Why are you locking yourself in the closet? Can I come?
-tries not to smirk-
How ironic.
Soleil 04/25/17 You're right, nothing compares to you.
-presses kiss to her forehead-
I love you, you know. More than anything or anyone.
Soleil 04/25/17 -thinks for a moment-
Are you in the mood for Italian?
I've always wanted to take you to Becco. The tiramisu is heavenly.
Soleil 04/25/17 -rests hands on her hips-
-squeezes gently-
F*ck soundproofing anything. Let them listen.
-devilish smirk-
Soleil 04/25/17 I'm not planning anything, Rhiannon.
He should just have some time with the rascals, is all.
We don't need to traumatize your sister, babe. I wouldn't do that to her.
Soleil 04/25/17 I'm not grumpy. I'm just hungry.
-wraps arms around her neck-
Callum should stick around, too.
-small smirk- We should look into sound proofing our room, though.
Soleil 04/25/17 I want food.
-is grumpy-
-hangry, actually-
And to get away from these... children.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon Whitaker.
-shuffles into nursery, fully dressed-
We're going out for lunch, c'mon.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
Damnit, babe. I'm about to get out of bed just to carry you back here.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
Bring a couple water bottles, then.
I restocked the fridge yesterday. Should be Gatorade, too.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
I love you, too.
Now, ditch the kids. They'll be fine with Sesame St. for a hot sec.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
What do you think?
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
Candle for what? Your dad already knows what you've done.
Omniscience will getcha every time.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
It's either here or on the kitchen counter.
I don't give a flying f*ck if Margot and Callum are drinking their AM coffee.
Soleil 04/25/17 Rhiannon
Was it Callum? LOLOLOL.
Sorry, that's not funny.
Did you get a look at him?

Come back to bed, and we can see who's louder. ;)
Soleil 04/25/17 You'd be the hot mom.
-eskimo kisses-
But, like I said, I'm not yet ready to share.
Soleil 04/24/17 The crib is for Rigsby.
-pokes her nose-
Not for an online baby.
Soleil 04/24/17 I'm not ready to share yet.
-pulls impossibly close-
You're all mine for right now.
Soleil 04/24/17 I was tempted to sell, but I think I might just turn it into a permanent Airbnb.
-emphatic nod-
Little bit of extra income, you know? That way, I can spoil my wife more!
-smothers in kisses-
Soleil 04/24/17 I sleep too much.
-knows it's true-
You know, that's a fair trade. And when I finish assembling, I'm going to join you. Margot can take the kids for a few hours.
-can't help but smirk-
Soleil 04/24/17 -grins-
I f*cking love that we're always on the same page.
-strokes her hair-
I'm beat, too. And I wasn't up with the dogs at the ass crack of dawn.
Soleil 04/24/17 Babe.
-rolls eyes-
-prods lightly-
Can we just sleep for a bit?
I just want to nap with you in my arms, if that's okay?
Soleil 04/24/17 -is being carried away-
Wife time, huh? Aren't I lucky?
I was cute? Are you saying I'm not cute anymore?
-exaggerated gasp-
Soleil 04/24/17 No, no.
-steals another kiss-
I believe you, my darling. I trust you.
You married me, afterall.
Soleil 04/24/17 -huffs-
People still use that phrase!
Well, you'll always be my number one, even if there's a little Whitaker around.
Soleil 04/24/17 -presses firm kiss to her lips-
I really can't wait until we settle down.
You're my favorite person in the world.
Caitlyn Darrow 04/24/17 Rhiannon
Is that what they call the flat sea pancakes that swim??
Some look like burnt sea pancakes. Is that a starfish?
Text via Airfaire
Caitlyn Darrow 04/24/17 Rhiannon
Do you think there are sea pancakes in Bora Bora?
Text via Airfaire
Soleil 04/24/17 Nothing is going downhill. It'll just be another... adventure.
-lowers voice-
Our kids are gonna be the best. Like, we're gonna be family goals.
-continues to beam-
Soleil 04/24/17 I love you, Rhiannon.
I still want to have kids with you, you know. I think we just need some time... for ourselves, you know?
Caitlyn Darrow 04/24/17 Rhiannon
Are you still alive?
Text via Airfaire
Soleil 04/24/17 -sheepish grin-
I'll pick up some melatonin for tonight?
Hey. I don't do kids, remember? Last time, I sat on the floor with Rigsby for hours because I was scared I'd drop him.
Soleil 04/24/17 -immediately wraps arms around-
-holds tightly-
I think we're good with Fish and the 3 kittens for now, darling.
-kisses her forehead-
I just put on a fresh pot of coffee.
Soleil 04/24/17 Rhiannon
Come home, I'll have the hug and a cup of coffee ready for you in the kitchen.
Soleil 04/24/17 Rhiannon
Shame on you for not waking me up.
I'll assemble the next piece of toddler furniture, okay?
You can kick back with tea and the puppies.
I love you!!
Soleil 04/24/17 -grins back-
Tell me how you want it, gorgeous.
-waggles brows-
Because I can hear Rigsby's new toddler bed calling out. And Margot yelling at us for leaving her.
Soleil 04/24/17 Shhh, no I don't.
-presses kiss to her jaw-
-needs to change the subject- We should really get to Ikea, babe...
Soleil 04/24/17 -feigns shock-
I'm not jealous!
-leans down-
I have no reason to be jealous of... anything.
Soleil 04/24/17 How could I complain?
-flips over-
-straddles her hips-
I have a smoking hot wife.
Soleil 04/23/17 -obvious smirk-
-reaches out for her waist-
I wouldn't complain if you took your time.
Soleil 04/23/17 -startled yelp-
-wraps arms around her neck-
I care about the boys. And the brownstone.
And about your sister, too. But, don't tell her that.
Soleil 04/23/17 -arches brow-
-rests hands on her thighs-
I don't know, babe. The boys don't know Margot...
Soleil 04/23/17 'Right now' is two words.
-saunters back over-
Do you know that I love you, Rhiannon?
Soleil 04/23/17 -settles in between her legs-
The magic word?
-brushes lips against her neck-
-steps away, grins-
Soleil 04/23/17 Consent is important, Rhiannon.
-leans in close-
Even if we're married.
Soleil 04/23/17 Nap time for the babies. Wife time for the lesbians.
-pushes her into kitchen, lifts onto countertop-
Quickie before Ikea?
Soleil 04/23/17 1 week?
I told Lloyd that we were on vacation. I assumed he knew that 'vacation' entailed wife time.
-pulls close, kisses gently-
I love you too, babe. We'll survive, I know it.
Soleil 04/23/17 Babe, we can't leave the Darrow boys with Margot for...
How long do we have them, exactly?
Soleil 04/23/17 But, we have to go to Ikea afterwards.
We need a crib for Rigsby, something for Noah... and a pen for the dog?
-shakes head, mutters-
I'm not ready for kids.
Soleil 04/23/17 Yes.
-tugs on her hand-
Now, go tell Margot we'll be back.
-swats behind-
Soleil 04/23/17 -already dragging her out the door-
Let's go before they notice.
We need to make a stop, I forgot something at my apartment.
Soleil 04/23/17 No sh*t.
-eyes widen-
How are we... what are we supposed to do with them?
Soleil 04/23/17 Rhiannon.
-comes rushing into the brownstone-
How'd we end up with the boys?
Caitlyn Darrow 04/23/17 Okay. Oh and Rigsby the puppy likes when you sing to him and boop his noise. Oh and
*speaks absolute gibberish until vanishes out of sight*
Caitlyn Darrow 04/23/17 *Group bear hugs*
Yes! See you then. The boy and dogs should behave. Clark likes to do leg day in the mornings at 7am sharp.
Caitlyn Darrow 04/23/17 *clears throat*
*gives the boys and dogs kisses*
Thanks again. Lloyd or I will pick them up in a week. I packed extra snacks in Noah's backpack if he gets hungry after 7.
Soleil 04/23/17 Rhiannon
Nevermind, I'm coming back right now.
Soleil 04/23/17 Rhiannon
What do you mean, 'present company'?
Is Margot home?
Caitlyn Darrow 04/23/17 *takes tissue*
*blows nose*
But.. but whatifourflightisUnitedandwenevermakeitbackhome
*starts hyperventilating*
Soleil 04/23/17 Rhiannon
Soooo, what surprise were you planning before?
Soleil 04/23/17 Rhiannon
What kind of surprise?
Soleil 04/23/17 Rhiannon
I'll be back soon. I'll beat up those plants for being assh*les.
I'm tidying up my apartment. We need to talk about what I'm going to do with it...
I love you. Thanks for last night. ;)
Caitlyn Darrow 04/23/17 *starts hiccuping trying not to cry*
A week. Did Lloyd mention it to Soleil?
Caitlyn Darrow 04/23/17 *hands over both Rigsby's, Noah, and Clark the dog*
Lloyd said you're watching them for the week while we go to Bora Bora.
*boops baby Rigsby's nose*
Lloyd said all the money is in Rigsby's bag.
*starts sniffling*
Soleil 04/22/17 SW

Soleil was teetering on the edge of intoxication, and Rhiannon was using the night's high to her advantage. Not that the younger woman cared at all. She was too busy being mesmerized by the way her wife moved, and by revealing red dress she had on. It made saying 'no' admittedly very difficult.

"Let's sign before we return to Moscow." Although her mind and judgement might've been impaired by the booze and feverish dance music, Soleil meant it. She was ready to start a life anew with the woman she loved - she'd always been ready, afterall.
Soleil 04/22/17 SW

"Yeah, maybe. But, you --" was all she could manage before she was pulled into a fervid kiss. She blinked as Rhiannon pulled away, slightly discombobulated from being embraced so abruptly. Goddamn, this woman was hot.

She could only smile at what Rhiannon said next. Although she was getting better about her insecurities, Soleil still sometimes worried that her bride was unhappy in their marriage. Hearing Rhiannon vocalize her feelings, in that moment, in that particular setting, made Soleil beam with pride. "I'm really glad we're doing this," she responded, leaning in close to Rhiannon's ear, "It's about time we had a night out together."
Soleil 04/21/17 SW

She smirked as she stepped away, giving Rhiannon some space to breathe and to dance. She apologized half-heartedly - sorry for smothering and for being perhaps a tad too possessive, but not at all sorry for turning their dancing into a spectacle for all to see. Rhiannon was a very, very attractive woman, that was plain to see. So, Soleil was determined to make it clear to the world that Rhiannon was a married woman.

For the first time in days, Soleil felt comfortable. And happy. And at ease. Maybe it was the booze, maybe it was the heat of the club that left her feeling loose and relaxed. Either way, New York was finally starting to feel like a vacation.
Winter Summers 04/21/17 Rhiannon
I slept through it!
Hopefully you had a wonderful adventurous night!
Soleil 04/21/17 SW

Soleil sauntered over to her wife, the heavy bass of the music pounding in her ears. She'd had a few drinks, and now she was ready to dance. It'd been a while since she'd indulged in the nightclub scene but, she was in New York City with her gorgeous wife. How could she resist going out to show off?

She took Rhiannon by the waist and pulled her close, their bodies pressed flush against eachother. It didn't take much to let the music dictate her movements, and soon, the couple was turning heads. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught two men staring. "Looks liks we've got some admirers," she teased before pressing a long, searing kiss to Rhiannon's neck.
Soleil 04/21/17 SW

Is that what you really want, babe?
Soleil 04/21/17 SW

Why don't you come on over here, and dance like that on someone who'd appreciate it?
Soleil 04/21/17 SW

I guess we'll just have to find out if you're right.
Soleil 04/21/17 SW

Yeah, you're definitely not dancing with anyone else tonight.
Soleil 04/21/17 Great. Just don't dance with anyone, and we'll be alright!
This woman will be the death of me.
Soleil 04/21/17 Depends on who you dance with.
-may or may not get thrown out tonight-
-is just really possessive-
You'll survive, I promise.
-catches her around the waist-
We're going to be turning heads tonight, darling.
Soleil 04/21/17 -gets up, stretches-
I'm wearing the jeans. You're the one who should wear the trash bag.
I don't need thirsty b*tches all over my wife.
Soleil 04/21/17 The dancing. The drinking. The music.
-eyebrow waggle-
I come alive in the club scene, babe. You don't need to worry about me.
Soleil 04/21/17 -squints-
I don't think they play Peter Gabriel at the club I'm taking you to, Rhiannon.
-offers small smile-
-starts to smirk-
It's more of a, hmm... Weeknd venue.
Soleil 04/21/17 I will actually dance with you, Rhiannon.
It won't be the kind of first dance I had in mind, but...
It'll do. You deserve the whole world, afterall.
Soleil 04/21/17 Dinner and then Output?
You can dance on me all you want, babe. As long as you're coming home with me at the end of the night.
Soleil 04/21/17 -wags finger-
I may be incredible, but I am not human.
-growls playfully, then nips at-
So, I say, mere coincidence my ass!
Soleil 04/21/17 I put a ring on it and let you take boudoir photos. I think that's sufficient enough to earn your...
-clears throat-
Stripper status.
You'd better not get sl*tty for anyone else.
-cups her cheek-
You're not a good wife. You're the best wife. I'm lucky to have you.
Soleil 04/21/17 -shrugs-
I can't help that I'm warm-blooded. Did you forget what I am, Rhi?
-kisses her cheek-
You're not easy, I know that first hand. But, I figured that since you're my wife... you know.
Soleil 04/21/17 I think getting away from that damned apartment helped.
It was throwing me for a loop. I'm sorry.
-can't help but smile against her lips-
I didn't know I had to earn that... go me, I suppose.
Soleil 04/21/17 I'll wear anything you want, darling. I feel good today, so I want to get out with you.
-taps lips-
Kiss, please?
Soleil 04/21/17 -knows it's all an act of appeasement-
-is still smug AF-
Take you out to dinner tonight? Let me show you off?
Soleil 04/21/17 -presses a firm, lingering kiss to her lips-
You're learning, babe. Color me impressed.
I'm definitely gayer, though.
-flashes teeth in wide, sh*t eating grin-
Soleil 04/21/17 Bullsh*t.
-continues to smirk-
Are we really having the 'who's gayer' debate?
I can prove to you just how gay I am.
Soleil 04/21/17 -rolls eyes-
We both know that I'm better with my hands than you are.
-huge smirk-
I'm the OG lesbian, remember?
Soleil 04/21/17 I'm a little sh*t?
Honey, you have no idea.
-proceeds to kiss her all over-
At least I love you. And I've gotten better about the popcorn.
Soleil 04/21/17 -catches pillow, whips it across the room-
You know...
-flips over, pins her down-
I wonder that every single day.
-wide grin-
Too bad you're stuck with me.
Soleil 04/21/17 -mimics her voice-
Oh, Soleil! You're art to me! Perfection, like the Sistine Chapel!
-shields face with arms-
-starts laughing uncontrollably-
Soleil 04/21/17 -is in a really good mood today-
-is thus in rare form-
-steals another kiss-
I love you, Rhiannon. More than you know. More than I should after that cheesy f*ckboy line.
Soleil 04/21/17 What, are you saying that not all of my pictures are hot? That's rude.
-pokes teasingly-
Either way, art would be better than my face.
-pauses, frowns-
I want a hot photo for my desk too! And for my wallet.
Soleil 04/21/17 -puts hands in the air-
I'm just saying, 'kid' is definitely more gender neutral.
-wrinkles nose-
You could put up things that are worthy of being on our walls. Like, Wilson's art. Or pictures of Fish and the kittens.
I do like the sound of pictures of us, though.
Soleil 04/21/17 What? I didn't! I said kid, you said son. So who's assuming now?
You only like me? That's awkward because I love you. Even though you want to decorate our home with pictures of my face.
-almost cringes-
Soleil 04/21/17 Blue? You're speaking my language now.
Easier to decorate and easier to accommodate a kid.
You know, with the whole PC 'don't assume someone's gender' thing.
Soleil 04/21/17 -laughs-
Aren't sunrises usually like, yellow?
We'll have to keep that color in mind for Wilson's jungle themed nursery.
-winks, then steals a kiss-
What kind of swatches did you get?
Soleil 04/21/17 -beams-
-snuggles closer-
Green is green, is it not? How else are you supposed to describe it?
-arches brow-
You went to Home Depot?
Soleil 04/21/17 Rhiannon
I'm excited to see what you've picked out.
Come home to me soon.
I love you.
Soleil 04/21/17 Clearly she did not know just how deep Rhiannon’s love ran. But, even if she did, she wouldn’t understand. The love and patience Rhiannon expressed, the time and effort she devoted was near incomprehensible to Soleil. Love was not an emotion she was necessarily cut out to experience, and yet, she found herself here, in Rhiannon’s arms, feeling nothing in her heart but yearning and adoration.

Out of nothing other than pure curiosity, Soleil asked, “Why me?” Of all the lifetimes she’d lived and off all the people she could’ve loved, why her? It would’ve been easier to live the life human Rhiannon had planned. But, the angel had consciously, actively, willingly chosen a life with Soleil, instead.

“I need you,” Soleil confessed, her eyes sliding shut as Rhiannon kissed her face, “I love you.” She longed to say more - to express just how much Rhiannon really meant to her - but, words were failing her, as they typically did.
Soleil 04/20/17 For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, Soleil felt her lips spread into a smile as Rhiannon kissed her firmly. The tenderness in the angel’s actions almost brought tears to Soleil’s eyes. She was being shown unconditional love - something she thought she’d never have again. So, her mind needed the opportunity to process. She nodded simply in acknowledgement of Rhiannon’s support.

“I love you,” she whispered before leaning in once more. There it was again: ”You and I.” Her heart would always be put at ease after hearing Rhiannon utter those three simple words. It was all the affirmation she needed.
Soleil 04/20/17 The swift change in her demeanor would’ve given the average person whiplash. Or perhaps even convinced them that she had some kind of attitude problem. But, Soleil couldn’t stop the thoughts as they barreled through her head. The city, being home, Margot, the brownstone, her family. It was all catching up to her. In no way did she intend to project her frustration and chagrin onto Rhiannon or their marriage, but she was torn between compartmentalization and free expression. Soleil didn’t open up often - or at all, really - so this was certainly a new dilemma for her to have.

“I’m sorry,” she repeated quietly, as she dropped her forehead to her wife’s shoulder, “I’m sorry.” Her arms found their way around Rhiannon’s torso, and she relished in the way her heartbeat began to steady. She let out a long breath before asking, “Can we go somewhere? I don’t want to be here right now."
Soleil 04/20/17 “I set myself up to lose.” It was a simple response, a simple observation, not at all intended to instigate any further dispute. “I’m learning that I can’t keep up with you.”

She allowed for Rhiannon’s hand to slip into her own, as her free hand reached out for her wallet and keys. She wasn’t angry, just discontent in her inability to pick her own battles. She knew Rhiannon was hers; she trusted her wife indubitably. But, it wasn’t about that - not this time, anyways. Maybe being home was messing with her mindset, or maybe it was the fact that she’d practically been catapulted back into memories of her family, of what she’d run from. Whatever it was, it was throwing her for a loop, and she wanted out.

“I bite off more than I can chew. I think seeing the brownstone and meeting Margot will help clear my mind.” Something about New York was beginning to make her seize up, and she was fighting hard to keep the walls from rebuilding themselves. She felt selfish in wanting to spend all her time on this trip with Rhiannon, but she found that she was only ever at ease when they were together. A weak smile found its way to her lips as she glanced down at their clasped hands.

"I'm sorry."
Soleil 04/20/17 Soleil was having trouble determining whether or not to concede to her wife’s wishes. Sometimes, she hated the hold Rhiannon had over her; she’d never been one to let people control her actions or emotions. But, by being irrevocably in love, she left herself open and susceptible to emotional manipulation at Rhiannon’s discretion. This, she was beginning to understand.

Soleil wanted so badly to stand steadfast in her desire to postpone their visit, but she was fighting a losing battle. She was desperately trying to keep up with a woman who had lifetimes of experience dealing with blind obstinance and bratty behavior. And she was frustrated - in more ways than one.

She got up - rolled off her wife, and off the edge of the bed - and snatched the jacket she’d discarded in the process of tossing Rhiannon onto her mattress off the floor. “Let’s go,” she grunted, miserable in her decision to concede. She couldn't bring herself to lie to Margot, nor could she stand how guilty she'd feel if she were to deprive Rhiannon of the joy of being home again.
Soleil 04/20/17 “It wouldn’t be a first impression if I told her that you’ve come down with food poisoning, and that you need to the night to rest.” A smirk pulled at her lips as she planted her hands on either side of Rhiannon’s face.

Soleil was going to make her wife crack, even if it was the last thing she did. So, she leaned down, her face hovering just above Rhiannon’s. “I won’t have to spend my life making up for anything, thank you,” she responded, her voice low, “She’s your sister, she’ll understand."
Soleil 04/19/17 Soleil was stubborn; that’d been established long ago. But, in this particular situation, stubbornness was warranted. She had something to prove. And she wasn’t about to let Rhiannon’s smugness loom over her head for the duration of their trip.

“So cancel them.”

At that, Soleil held out her phone to the woman below her. “Reservations first,” she commanded, placing the cellular device on Rhiannon’s sternum, “If you want, I’ll call Margot so you don’t have to lie, or anything."
Soleil 04/19/17 Come here.

Soleil caught Rhiannon around the waist, and slung her over her shoulder with ease. They had plans to see the brownstone - they were supposed to meet Margot and look at the blueprints for their dream house. But, Soleil thought it better to postpone those plans after the stunt Rhiannon just pulled. Her head was still reeling from the way Rhiannon’s hand had felt around her neck, but she proceeded to carry her back into the apartment and toss her amidst pillows and messy sheets.

“I know you’ve lived many lifetimes, that you’ve experienced all kinds of stuff. I know you think you can leave me… like you did in the hall,” she whispered, straddling Rhiannon’s hips, “But, you don’t scare me. And you forget that I know all the things that drive you wild.”
Soleil 04/19/17 'Hot and bothered' didn't even come close to covering how she felt, so it took her more than a moment to collect herself. Soleil swallowed hard as Rhiannon sauntered away, her hand lifting involuntarily to her throat. Sh*t. She could feel heat rise up the length of her neck and spread across her cheeks, burning frustration and into her facial features. Unable to look in her wife's direction, Soleil's gaze fell to her shoes.

She couldn't stand letting Rhiannon know that she'd been right - that her true flirtatious manner was too much for her to handle. So, with a deep breath, Soleil pushed herself off the wall and made her way to Rhiannon's side. "I'm fine," she barked, knowing full well her voice wavered just enough in those two words for her wife to know she was lying.

She'd get Rhiannon back. Somehow.
Soleil 04/19/17 -knows she's probably right-
-pft's anyways-
I could totally handle your flirting.
-waves idly-
-pft's again-
Soleil 04/19/17 -rolls eyes-
I love you, and thus, I'm obligated to tolerate the things that come out of your mouth.
-tugs closer-
Even if those things are terrible sexual innuendos.
-kisses her cheek-
Soleil 04/19/17 Oh my god.
Stop. Please.
-squeezes her hand-
Lead the way, darling wife.
Soleil 04/19/17 -swats at-
About the brownstone.
Are you volunteering to butter my muffin?
-arches brow-
Soleil 04/19/17 -pads back in-
Ready to go?
-tucks hair behind ear-
-smiles brightly-
Let's get this show on the road. I got really excited in the shower.
Soleil 04/19/17 God, I love that we're on the same wavelength.
-doesn't stifle laughter-
-steals kiss-
I feel at home when I'm with you, Rhi.
-smiles, then saunters off-
Soleil 04/19/17 -squints-
I don't... I don't know what you're talking about.
-gets distracted by mention of baking-
I expect a warm blueberry muffin when I get out.
-wide grin-
Soleil 04/19/17 -yelps-
Rhiannon. I don't appreciate being woman handled!
-flops around-
Soleil 04/19/17 -nods against her shoulder-
I'd like that. I'm excited to see the brownstone.
-lifts head-
And to meet Margot. And Gypsy.
-leans in for a light kiss-
Let me shower and change. Then, we can go?
Soleil 04/19/17 -lets out a brief laugh-
I'm sorry, wife of mine. I'll announce my arrival with a fanfare next time.
-presses face to her neck-
Nothing is wrong, I'm just...
We spent most of yesterday in bed, so maybe I'm restless. It's also odd being here. Being home. This place doesn't feel like it's mine, anymore.
Soleil 04/19/17 Rhi?
-wanders in-
Oh my, it smells heavenly.
-hugs her from behind-
I love you. Please don't forget that.
Soleil 04/19/17 Rhiannon
I'm not sure, actually. I think I've been thrown for a loop by being back in the States.
What kind of muffins? I'll be back in 10.
Soleil 04/19/17 Rhiannon
I had trouble sleeping, so I went for a run.
I love you. I'll be back soon.
Do you want me to pick up some coffee/breakfast on my way back?
Soleil 04/19/17 Skip the sweatshirt thing.
-presses long, lingering kiss to her lips-
-arches brow-
Soleil 04/19/17 -climbs on top of-
-leans down-
I love you, Rhiannon Whitaker. More than I could ever express.
There is nowhere else in this world I'd want to be stuck than in your arms, or by your side.
Soleil 04/19/17 -nods eagerly-
-wraps arms around-
Not quite sure what you want tonight, huh?
-sighs happily in her arms-
This is good, though. This is just what I need.
Soleil 04/19/17 -whines-
I don't know. Did you pick some up when you bought the ice cream?
-curls up-
-just wants to cuddle-
Soleil 04/18/17 -blinks-
Nothing but...
-clears throat-
Yes. Ice cream and Sense8 sound wonderful.
-clings to-
Wait a sec, though. I just wanna... I need... I'm just gonna stay like this for a minute.
-grins up at-
Soleil 04/18/17 -smiles-
I am indeed your wife.
-kisses her nose-
You're adorable, Rhi. How did I get so lucky, huh?
-brushes back her hair-
Soleil 04/18/17 -cackles-
Are you okay?
-leans in close-
You're a sixteen year old boy.
Soleil 04/18/17 Brave enough?
-flashes even toothier grin-
-the kind with the sharp canines-
Babe. I'm a motherf*cking wolf. Of course I'm brave enough.
Are you?
Soleil 04/18/17 -smirks-
Wife night.
-nips at-
I like the sound of that.
Soleil 04/18/17 I'd show you off even if you wore a trash bag out, Rhiannon.
-slips hands around her waist-
You're smoking.
-kisses cheek, jawline, neck and collarbone-
And you're mine.
Soleil 04/18/17 No. I love you most.
-reaches out for-
Here? Or... out?
-toothy grin-
To the bars?
Soleil 04/18/17 -pulls her into a kiss-
And I love you too, wife of mine.
More than anyone or anything.
Soleil 04/18/17 -swats at-
'Indefatigable' is the polite way of saying 'stubborn.'
-sticks tongue out at-
I see right through you.
Soleil 04/18/17 M-I-G-F.
'Get to' instead of 'like to.'
-so smug-
Soleil 04/18/17 Such a white name.
-almost cringes-
We're going to be that family, aren't we?
-actually cringes-
Just, please don't let us drive a mini-van.
Soleil 04/18/17 Okay, alright! I know we agreed.
You get baseball, I get hockey. That won't change the fact that Wilson is going to be one messed up fella.
Wilson, Rhyland. Bruins, Yankees. His head's gonna be all twisted.
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon. No.
-flops over-
Rhyland can like the Yankees. Wilson, the true son, will like the Red Sox.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Our kid's gonna be f*cking two-faced.
Soleil 04/18/17 We're already so domestic. Oh my god, I love this.
-smiles brightly-
-rolls onto side, props head up-
I can already see the little rascal running around.
Soleil 04/18/17 Yoga is exactly what I was thinking.
-has actually found yoga to be very beneficial-
-nods again-
Vertical growing could be really cool. And I'm into the idea of the patio. We could do yoga out there!
Soleil 04/18/17 -squints-
Maybe. It does sound... nice.
-bites lip-
But, it's not like we have other ways to soothe our muscles, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/18/17 -snorts-
You just want it for the jacuzzi sex. I know you.
-wraps arms around her neck-
-eskimo kisses-
But, whatever you want, darling. I'm content as long as I have you.
Soleil 04/18/17 I'm not chicken. If I recall correctly, I wanted to grow marijuana in our garden, but someone was scared of the DEA.
Yes to the walk-in closet. But, a jacuzzi bathtub? Really?
Soleil 04/18/17 Ordering humans online has got to be a form of like, trafficking.
-shakes head-
I'm not getting caught up in that.
Soleil 04/18/17 We're not ordering a baby online, Rhiannon.
-prods more-
It's illegal. So, no.
-cants head-
And isn't a little early to start on a nursery?
Soleil 04/18/17 Too bad you're stuck with me.
You're pretty gay too, if you ask me.
Jungle themed? I can work with that. Can we paint the animals ourselves?
Soleil 04/18/17 Blue is gender neutral!
Anyone can wear blue. Just like anyone can wear purple. It's the color of royalty.
-swats at-
I'm the most PC person you know. I'm gay.
-knows sexuality isn't an excuse for sh*t-
Soleil 04/18/17 -smiles against her lips-
I adore you.
Green? Blue? Gender neutral colors? I have no preference.
Soleil 04/18/17 Lance Bass? Oh my god, no. JT is perfect.
-leans in for a kiss-
You and I, right?
Hah! You admit that it's gold. I'd never paint our kid's room gold. I love the B's, but I'm not fanatical.
Soleil 04/18/17 NSYNC?
You liked them? That's so cute.
-is so kissed-
You can renovate it on your own, babe. I won't interfere. But, I'd like to be part of the process, you know?
Soleil 04/18/17 -takes her hands-
I'd like that a lot, Rhiannon. I can't wait. I mean it.
-kisses her cheek-
Why do I have to play my cards right to see your old bedroom? I'm going to see all the rooms, eventually.
Soleil 04/18/17 Tomorrow, maybe?
-small smile-
I don't want to just show up, you know?
I'm not worried about Margot, FYI.
Soleil 04/18/17 ...oh, right.
-grins sheepishly-
I do want to move into the brownstone. With you. But, I can't displace Margot if she's living there.
-purses lips-
Plus, the Arbat apartment we have is pretty... lush.
Soleil 04/18/17 And leave her here? All alone?
That's like, animal neglect.
-waves idly-
Not that I wouldn't trust Margot, but... the poor baby.
Soleil 04/18/17 Wait. House-warming for the brownstone?
-wide eyes-
-is such a softie-
How cute is she? Are we taking her home to Moscow, too?
Soleil 04/18/17 Three cats?
We said we're capping it at two.
Soleil 04/18/17 And I love you too, darling.
Well then, maybe I'll just live forever. I'll call your Dad up...
-laughs lightly-
I'm kidding. You'll never have to be without me, Rhiannon. I promise.
Soleil 04/18/17 Oh my god, please don't do that.
How would you even explain that? 'Oh yeah, I carry my wife's ashes with me wherever I go. No biggie.'
That's certainly a conversation starter...
Soleil 04/18/17 I think that's usually how marriage works, babe.
You know, mutual obsession and refusal to share. You know I'm possessive. And the jealous type.
Soleil 04/18/17 If you want me to meet her, I will. I don't mind. I should thank her for last night, at least.
You could've invited him. He'd just have to sleep on the floor, or something.
-sticks tongue out-
I can't even deny that I'm a wh*re for your attention. Can you blame me?
Soleil 04/18/17 -keeps smiling-
I'd really like that, Rhiannon. Will I be meeting Margot too?
I'm really glad that I'm here with you, you know.
-presses lips to her forehead-
I like that it's just the two of us.
Soleil 04/18/17 I'm about to tie you down, and not in the way you like.
We can do whatever you want, beautiful. It'd be nice to get out for a bit. I can show you off to the city, finally!
Soleil 04/18/17 -smothers in kisses-
Stop being pouty, babe. We're not going to amputate.
-holds on tightly-
Just give the Zyrtec a second, okay?
Soleil 04/18/17 Wait, lemme get you... hold on.
-disappears for a moment-
-returns with water and Zyrtec-
You're too cute. Come on, come snuggle.
-opens up arms-
Soleil 04/18/17 -chuckles-
Rhi, seriously?
-takes bagel, bows head in thanks-
-pats bed-
This trivial incident will not deter me from loving you.
-cups her chin with free hand-
Unadulterated. Unconditionally and unabashedly.
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
Babe. An incident with cotton baseball socks aren't going ruin our marriage.
Maybe you're a mess at this moment in time. But, at least you're always hot.
I'm sorry, I kid. I couldn't help it. Just come home so I can take care of you, okay?
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
Would an oral antihistamine not do the trick? Why does it have to be topical?
The effort and intention is duly noted. I'll reward you when we get this sorted.
Our marriage is NOT falling apart, either.
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
Just come home, and we'll get them off.
I should have an antihistamine of some sort.
Why'd you wear them out in the first place?
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
Why, d'you have plans, wife of mine?
Are you having an allergic reaction? Yum, nothing hotter than that. ;)
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
What socks?
...oh. OH.
I'm still in bed, I just didn't want to admit that I've been laying here like a lazy sack of sh*t.
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
...maybe? Why?
Soleil 04/18/17 Rhiannon
You're good to me.
OT loss isn't too bad, and it was only Game 3. They've recovered from bigger deficits - Boston is known for comebacks. Just look at the Pats. ;)
I love you too, come back to me quick.
Soleil 04/17/17 -swats at-
I'm going, I'm going!
-catches her by the waist-
-dips, then kisses-
You will not be catching anything with your teeth, darling. You can't ruin that perfect smile.
Soleil 04/17/17 -pulls her onto lap-
-wraps arms around her waist-
I just want to be with you. I'd be happy anywhere, doing anything with you.
-long, slow kiss-
I need to change.
Soleil 04/17/17 Alright, then.
-rolls off, reaches for shirt-
It's the playoffs, anyways.
Soleil 04/17/17 Not.
-straddles her hips-
This is better, anyways. I love you more that I love the Bruins.
Soleil 04/17/17 -boops nose-
Stop squinting, it's making me paranoid.
-pulls shirt off-
-runs fingers through hair-
What about the... thing? The game?
Soleil 04/17/17 A 'no' for what exactly?
-squints back-
Don't squint at me like that.
-momentarily forgets about smoking-
Soleil 04/17/17 Suddenly not sore.
Amazing stuff, isn't it?
-pokes teasingly-
-hands joint over-
Soleil 04/17/17 Yeah, well. Just letting you know.
-leans in close-
Wouldn't want you to forget.
-grins wryly-
-takes another hit-
-holds up finger-
-blows smoke rings because... well, f*ckboy-
Soleil 04/17/17 How did you...
-holds joint like its gold-
You're amazing.
-lights joint, inhales deeply-
-passes off to-
Have I told you that I'm in love with you?
Soleil 04/17/17 -eyes widen-
You have weed?
-planned on getting drunk at the game-
-decides this is better-
Yes. Absolutely.
Soleil 04/17/17 -is tackled-
-wraps arms around her neck-
-kisses her a few more times-
You know you can have all the fun you want. That won't stop me from complaining about it, though.
-smirks against her lips-
Don't say that you don't get what you want in the end, too.
Soleil 04/17/17 You weren't a f*ckboy then. You were being a tease.
That sh*t I don't like.
Soleil 04/17/17 -smirks-
You are a f*ckboy, but it does something for me.
-laces fingers in her hair-
I love you unconditionally. F*ckboy or not.
Soleil 04/17/17 Define 'really nicely.'
-leans in for a kiss-
You're so cheesy, Rhiannon. But, I love it. And I love you. I only give you a hard time about the photos because... you know I like being difficult sometimes.
-nudges playfully-
Soleil 04/17/17 Well, you're just gonna have to get used to it, darling.
-boops nose-
The Yankees hat thing is an occasional thing. It won't be turning into a habit.
-rolls over-
I know you're right, but you take so many pictures. It's a little extra, don't you think?
Soleil 04/17/17 -squints-
I said maybe. A lot of things work out well for me, so I'm not too worried.
-smug grin-
We need more pictures of us for Moscow. And maybe a few for this apartment, too. It's a little... stark.
Soleil 04/17/17 I might consider wearing the hat again.
For my spank bank?
-arches brow-
I've got plenty of pictures in my spank bank, thanks. But one for the bookshelf back home might be nice.
Soleil 04/17/17 -scowls-
You know that was only because I had you going with the Yankees hat. So, technically, I was doing you a service.
-swats at-
Well, look. I know that just going is torturous enough, so you really don't have to wear all the gear too. I want my wife to be the least amount of grumpy possible.
-strokes cheek-
I know that you love me, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/17/17 -rolls eyes-
You're terrible.
-squeezes affectionately-
You don't have to wear all that, babe. The fact that you're going is enough for me. I still can't believe you got these tickets.
Soleil 04/17/17 -has become unphased by getting trolled-
Tomorrow. I'll hold you to that, Rhiannon.
-wraps arms around-
-kisses top of her head-
Are you excited about the game?
Soleil 04/17/17 -gasps-
-feigns shock-
You'd do that for me?
-puts hand over heart-
Does that mean you do love me?
Soleil 04/17/17 No complaints here, love of my life.
-steals a kiss-
I like the way your hands work. Trust me.
Camille Rameau 04/17/17
Soleil 04/17/17 Well, just know I wouldn't mind.
-offers a small smile-
Yeah? Alright, babe.
-doesn't believe that sh*t for a second-
Your hands just that naturally deft?
Soleil 04/17/17 I wouldn't mind getting up when you do, you know. I'd rather spend time with you anyways.
-laces fingers together-
This bed is sacred, Rhi. I don't let just anyone sleep in it.
-is definitely lying because... well, airbnb-
-is definitely getting a new mattress soon-
Soleil 04/17/17 -eyes widen-
-smothers her in kisses-
How are you alive? I can't believe you went out in my sweatshirt.
-back scratchies-
Anything you want, babe. I'm content with staying in bed for a little while longer. As long as I'm with you.
Soleil 04/17/17 -wraps arms around-
-pulls her impossibly close-
-sighs happily-
God, I love you. How was yoga in Central Park?
Soleil 04/17/17 Rhiannon
I can't stand sleeping without you. My body just won't relax for some reason.
It's also weird to be home, honestly. This place doesn't seem like it's mine, anymore.
Hurry, I'm missing you.
Soleil 04/17/17 Rhiannon
Come back to me. Let me hold you for a bit.
Then, we can grab breakfast at my favorite diner.
I love you too, Rhiannon. You're my heart and soul.
Soleil 04/17/17 She blushed at the ease of Rhiannon's confession. She'd planned on giving her wife a hard time so, the acceptance of her status came as a surprise. In reality, they were both undeniably 'whipped' by their counterpart. Soleil knew she was very easily persuaded by Rhiannon, and there was no doubt that she'd go to great lengths to make the woman smile. The love they shared, afterall, was nothing like anything else she'd ever experienced, and all she wanted to do was make and keep Rhiannon happy.

"As long as I'm with you, my darling, I cannot complain," she mused as she followed Rhiannon to their bedroom. Just outside the door, Soleil pulled Rhiannon into an embrace, her arms winding themselves around the angel's slim frame. It felt like it'd just been too long since Soleil hugged her wife, so she took the moment to relish in how perfectly the woman fit in her arms.
Soleil 04/17/17 Soleil put her hands in the air during Rhiannon's short 'gay is okay' tirade. It meant a lot coming from an agent of God. But, Soleil wasn't particularly concerned with what He had to say about her sexuality - she'd been born with a deep love for women, and there was nothing n the world that could or would change that.

Shrugging, Soleil muttered an 'I'm not sure' but with a smirk, she added, "Maybe you're just whipped."
Soleil 04/16/17 "No, but Winter has definitely ruined my sex life...."

Soleil laughed once more before taking Rhiannon's face in her hands. "Babe, God made us so that we could 'get busy'," she stated, placing gentle kisses to her cheeks, "Okay, maybe not us. But, I don't think he frowns upon sex." Her expression softened to one of understanding and sympathy before she volunteered to sleep on the couch. For one night only.
Soleil 04/16/17 Soleil couldn't help but cackle at Rhiannon's palpable embarrassment. "What," she teased, patting her thigh, "Can't have Dad watch on such a holy day?" As funny as it was, Soleil was already preparing a riot act for Winter Summers - she'd been c*ckblocked by none other than a gay man, and he was most certainly going to hear about it the next time he visited.
Soleil 04/16/17 “I know, babe, I trust you,” she said sincerely. She looked up at her wife, a small smile playing at her lips. She did trust Rhiannon, despite all the things that had and could happen. It was hard not to take to heart the woman’s affirmations of love. She was doing everything in her ability to ensure that Soleil knew just how fiercely she was loved, and Soleil was coming around to the idea that they were, in fact, meant for one another.
Soleil 04/16/17 Soleil’s mind went blank, and all she could do was sit in awe of the magnitude of the inquiry - or rather, of the request. The brownstone meant a lot to Rhiannon; Soleil knew that. So, for her to ask for a co-signing meant that Rhiannon was serious about their future. Not that she ever actually doubted the sincerity in her wife’s words, of course. But, Soleil was sometimes shook by the nagging insecurity that inhabited the back of her mind. After all, she’d developed the terrible mentality that she was fated to be alone. But, if anything, Rhiannon’s ’surprise’ was seen as a testament to the fact that Soleil was most probably wrong about her own fate.

Clear and emphatic, Soleil replied, “Yes."
Soleil 04/16/17 As they parted, Soleil let out a content sigh against Rhiannon’s lips. She would never get enough of how Rhiannon kissed her with so much love and adoration - there was no mistaking the way emotion poured out from between her lips, filling Soleil's chest with her own feelings of devotion. She had never imagined finding someone who could make her feel this way.

Soleil arched a brow. A surprise? What else could this woman possibly have up her sleeve? “Throw me a hint?” she begged with big, pleading eyes. She knew Rhiannon had difficulty resisting that expression, and so, she used it to her advantage, even sticking out her bottom lip for good measure. “Please?"
Remi Rose 04/16/17 Rhiannon
Something like that.
Thanks again!
I'll be by soon, promise.
Soleil 04/16/17 Soleil shook her head vigorously. Soleil’s love for the angel ran deeper than daily home cooked meals and mind-blowing, physical intimacy. Rhiannon clearly didn’t know just how much she did for her wife.

“I will exist euphorically by your side, then. Because it’s you and I. Always.”

The phrase ‘you and I’ had become something special to Soleil, as it was her way of reassuring Rhiannon of their future together. She only hoped Rhiannon saw it in a similar light. For her, it symbolized the strength she found in her wife, the trust and co-dependence they were building, and the love in their marriage.
Remi Rose 04/16/17 Rhiannon
Yes, sorry about that.
Something came up.
Thank you! I'd appreciate it, really.
It's nice to have a companion.
Remi Rose 04/16/17 Rhiannon
I won't tell!
Kittens are my world, right now.
Color preference? No.
Adorable preference? Yes.
Must be incredibly adorable, squeezable level.
Soleil 04/16/17 “Do you really like it?” she asked after Rhiannon finished kissing her face. Despite the positive reaction, Soleil still worried that she hadn’t done quite enough. “I just… you spoil me all the time, you know? I wanted an excuse to start spoiling you, too.”

She smiled affectionately at her wife before pulling the brunette into her lap. Wrapping her arms tightly around the woman’s slim waist, Soleil whispered a string of ‘I love you’s’, each meaning more than the one previous. “You are all I want and need in this world,” she responded, pressing her face to Rhiannon’s shoulder, “I’m the happiest I’ve been in years."
Remi Rose 04/16/17 Rhiannon
Hi! I'm Remi. Soleil gave me your number.
I was wondering where you keep getting these kittens from?
I -need- a kitty in my life.
Soleil 04/16/17 Soleil nodded simply. She retreated into their bedroom, but only to emerge seconds later with a small package done up with pink and green ribbon. “It’s not a lot,” she muttered as she plopped down next to her wife, “It’s not Bruins tickets, but you know, you do a lot for me. I thought I could start doing stuff back.” She offered a shy grin before placing the gift on Rhiannon’s knee.

Wrapped up was a booklet of handmade, handwritten coupons, each worth something different. Soleil had included all the essentials for couples, of course - back rubs, breakfast in bed, a spa night. But, she was more excited about the fact that she’d also included bigger gestures, such as a summertime picnic, a candlelit dinner, and a weekend away. It was cheesy, she was well aware. But, Soleil hadn’t been able to think of anything better. She prayed that Rhiannon wouldn’t laugh at her attempt at being sentimental.
Soleil 04/16/17 “Margot did this?” she inquired, her arms still wrapped around Rhiannon’s neck. Margot, of all people, had acquired two tickets to the NHL Eastern Conference quarter-finals with what seemed like very little effort. Soleil was beyond ecstatic at the thought of taking her wife to the TD Garden. “I can’t believe you did this for me, babe,” she murmured before stealing another kiss. In that moment, all Soleil held in her heart for the woman in her arms was true, pure, unadulterated love.

“This makes what I have for you seem so trivial,” she conceded, her shoulders drooping ever so slightly.

Soleil 04/16/17 Soleil’s jaw dropped once more as Rhiannon emerged with multiple Easter baskets. Her initial reaction was to refuse since it’d been quite a while since she’d received any kind of holiday gift, and she just wasn’t accustomed to the gesture. But, Rhiannon had undoubtedly put in so much effort that it’d be beyond rude to say no. They were married, anyway, so gifts were never obligatory.

“Rhi,” she began, taking the large yellow basket into her hands. Rhiannon spoke over her, so Soleil took that as a sign to go ahead and open the envelope. Her eyes widened, and all she could manage was “How?

Without waiting for a response, Soleil flung her arms around her wife’s neck. “I’m so in love with you,” she squealed before planting a fierce kiss to Rhiannon's lips, "Oh my god, babe. How did you... I can't believe this." The Bruins were her boys; if there was one team she could watch live, it'd be them. And for Rhiannon to volunteer to go despite her deep-seated hatred for Boston sports? That meant more to Soleil than she could express.

Atom Noire 04/16/17 -Comes hopping by in a bunny suit with an orange tabby cat sidekick in his basket-
-hands the woman a basket full of Cadbury eggs, chocolates, plastic eggs full of goodies and a stuffed rabbit-
"Happy Easter!"
-Hops away to his next victim-
Winter Summers 04/16/17 "Of course not dear! He would probably enjoy the show!" Winter's eyes go wide. "I'm the best!? I got you stuffed rabbits, you got me this giant basket with alcoholic chocolates! You are obviously the best! Thank you so much dear! I will try not to eat it all in one sitting!" Glances around. "Well I'll get out of your hair, say hello to Soleil for me! And again thank you!"
Winter Summers 04/16/17 Enters their house gives her a look. "One we both know she gonna be playing her cards right. Two it's a Holiday you ALWAYS have to put out then. I suggest when Thanksgiving comes around doing it before you eat. Third here are your bunnies!" Wiggles them at her. "So cute!"
Winter Summers 04/16/17 Rhiannon
Be there in five and don't worry!
I wont stay to long! ;)
Winter Summers 04/16/17 Rhiannon
Well who doesn't get jealous every now and then!
I also have the cutest little stuffed rabbits for you two!
Ones brown and the other is white and the best part!?
Are you prepared!? They smell like chocolate!!!
Soleil 04/16/17 You're so cheesy.
I really f*cking love you.
-fiddles with the hem of shirt-
-waits for her to return-
Soleil 04/16/17 -jaw drops-
You look beautiful.
-squeezes tightly, then steps back-
Happy Easter, Rhiannon. Today is going to be a good day.
Soleil 04/16/17 Rhiannon
I bet you look stunning.
I never sleep as well without you. The bed was cold when you left.
Soleil 04/16/17 BAE
Come home, and you can help me open it up.
Is it too early for mimosas?
Winter Summers 04/16/17 Rhiannon
You are AMAZING!
I am coming right now!
Well I need to find some clean clothes first!
#NudistLife #Hatedoinglaundry
Soleil 04/16/17 Wife of Mine
[IMG attached]
Soleil 04/16/17 -arches brow-
I don't know, though. That girl is pretty goddamn pure, and she lost her kid. That's pretty rough.
-makes way downstairs-
I'm glad I'm not second best to you, though.
You're my number one, too. Always.
Caitlyn Darrow 04/16/17
Soleil 04/15/17 -arches brow-
I stopped paying attention because I practically know the script now.
-drapes blankets over shoulders-
-scoops up wine & cheese-
I've been told I look like the actress who plays the DJ. You got stuck with second best, I guess.
Soleil 04/15/17 It's been four or five times, babe. We share the same Netflix account...
I'm not sure, have you watched Sense8?
Soleil 04/15/17 -mutters against her lips-
Is Netflix and chill possible with your own wife?
-almost groans-
You're obsessed, Rhiannon. We've watched the whole show 4 times over already...
Soleil 04/15/17 Hey, pouty pants. Stop that.
-leans down for a kiss-
I'm sure we'll make the right decision for us when the time comes, babe. I trust our judgement.
What do you say we go watch something before bed?
Soleil 04/15/17 I won't look precious when I'm raging about something stupid like, how some pr*ck cut the line at the grocery store.
-shakes head vigorously-
There's no chance I'm subjecting you to that, Rhi.
-rolls eyes-
I cannot be held accountable for the sh*t I say while intoxicated. Plus, that's biologically impossible. But, if you wanted to do that, we could. I wouldn't be opposed.
Soleil 04/15/17 -yelps, then laughs-
I doubt you'll be able to handle me if I have a psychotic break during pregnancy. And I doubt me being pregnant would be healthy for anyone, including the baby. -eyes widen-
Really? I'd rather our kid look like you, anyways.
Soleil 04/15/17 -puts hand up-
Imma stop you right there.
On the pun and the pregnancy.
-quick cheek kiss-
I love you, Rhiannon. But, there's no way I'm going to carry a kid for 9 months. I couldn't do that to you.
Soleil 04/15/17 I already feel sorry for him. But, he's going to be a tough motherf*cker, that's for sure.
His other mom is an absolute babe, too. I've been blessed with an angel.
Soleil 04/15/17 I know you will, babe. I know.
-hugs her closer-
I'm teasing. We're both going to be cool moms. I have no doubt that Wilson is going to throw fists at anyone who tries to say anything about us.
We're going to be the hot moms.
Soleil 04/15/17 They'll cure cancer with their music? Yeah?
-puts hands up-
Alright, they're my kids if they're failures. I'll love them just the same.
-flashes teeth-
I ain't no judge-y mom, I'll be the cool one.
Soleil 04/15/17 -cups her chin-
-steals another long, slow kiss-
Don't tease me like that.
That's ambitious, no? What if the kids are just like, 'we wanna be musicians?' What happens to curing cancer, then?
Soleil 04/15/17 -takes her hand, places it over heart-
You do this to my heart when you look at me or kiss me. I feel like I'm having palpitations constantly.
You're going to be such a tiger mom. You're already thinking about pre-school?
Soleil 04/15/17 -is unamused-
-rolls eyes-
Whatever, Rhiannon. Both you and your sister have strange ideas of what 'gorgeous' means. No one is as beautiful as you are.
And that is exactly why we're going to wait on human children.
Soleil 04/15/17 Oh, good Lord. You've been sending her pictures?
She probably thinks I'm some weirdo now.
-is smothered-
It's just about the same as the one here. I'm picky when it comes to bed because sleeping is my favorite thing to do, besides you.
Soleil 04/15/17 I'd planned on landing at JFK with it on my head, yes.
-has already picked out what to wear tomorrow-
Alright, babe. I'm just... I'm trying to be civil.
Darling, I know I'm lucky you love me. Like I said, I won the lottery with you.
Soleil 04/15/17 -arches brow-
If I'm wearing a Yankees hat, you're bringing the socks.
-plants hand on her thigh-
Okay, okay. I trust you. I just don't want to step on any toes while we're there, right?
-leans in for a kiss-
I love you.
Soleil 04/15/17 I was asking for your opinion, babe. Not if you wanted to join. Jesus, I'm not that desperate.
-eye twitch-
-purses lips-
Does she know?
Soleil 04/15/17 I don't need to be entertained, Rhiannon. I'm capable of taking care of myself for a few hours.
-nudges, snickers-
What do you think of the mile high club?
-squints at-
I'm just wary of meeting her because... well, you know.
-gestures between-
Soleil 04/15/17 -wraps arms around tightly-
-presses lips to her hair-
I'm really excited to get away with you.
Margot? Your sister? Are you sure you want me to meet her?
Soleil 04/15/17 -hands over bottle of wine-
-settles down beside her, wrapped in own blanket-
Fish should be hobbling up here, too. Poor sucker.
-pops a bit of cheese in mouth-
I'm glad I have someone to share these sunsets with, you know.
-peers over, grins-
Soleil 04/15/17 -smiles against her lips-
-blinks when she bolts-
Rhiannon. Wait!
-grabs wine, cheese, and blanket-
-rushes up to the roof-
Soleil 04/15/17 They weren't hoodlum days, Rhi. I was... I was really f*cked up then.
-makes way into kitchen-
Wait for me! I'm needy.
Soleil 04/15/17 Maybe when we get to the city.
-kisses her once more-
C'mon, then. You round up the kittens, I'll grab the wine and cheese?
Soleil 04/15/17 -clenches jaw-
I was often in trouble, honestly. I can show you all the bars I've been kicked out of. One time, I was so obliterated that I passed out on… hmm.
-shakes head-
Maybe a story for another time, love.
I like the sound of sunset rooftop cuddles quite a bit.
-smothers in kisses-
Soleil 04/15/17 -shrugs-
Sure, if you want. Sunset yoga on the roof?
-knows fidgeting has become a habit-
No murderers, just trouble.
Soleil 04/15/17 I'll do yoga with you wherever and whenever.
I don't have a lot of friends worth meeting, honestly. They're all... uhm, bad company.
-kisses cheek-
We'll make new friends, yeah?
Soleil 04/15/17 On second thought, I don't want to go anymore.
-wry grin-
My buddy's got a club in the city, we should go.
-arches brow-
Not possible, doll. The only reason I'm going to be tired is...
Soleil 04/15/17 -chuckles-
It is, and that's why I'd never force you to be something you're not.
Sports for some other time, darling. Okay? We should pack for New York.
Soleil 04/15/17 -wraps arms around-
-places lingering kiss to corner of her mouth-
I'd never ask you to give up the Yankees, darling. No matter how much I abhor that team.
I'll learn to tolerate them when we have kids, okay?
Soleil 04/15/17 I'd give up my gold star status for that man.
-groans, rolls off-
Why are you like this, Rhiannon?
-swats at-
Soleil 04/15/17 But, I'm the mom who'll watch sports with them.
-puts hands up-
Hey, Justin Trudeau is a beautiful man. I couldn't even be mad if you ran off with him... but, he's the only man I'd give you up to.

-straddles her hips again-
It's hot when you talk sports, babe. You're the whole package, sh*t.
Soleil 04/15/17 Bruins hockey, and Yankees baseball?
The kid's gonna have an identity crisis.
-steals a kiss-
I love that you're so opposed to Montreal, though. Woman after my own heart.
Soleil 04/15/17 -leans away-
How does what I just said make me a f*ckboy??
-arches brow-
Well, no child of mine is going to rep New York. Looks like we'll just have to settle for like, Montreal.
Soleil 04/15/17 I would never make you do that, babe.
I'm not tryna get you killed. Maybe if we ever go home, though....
Soleil 04/15/17 -whines more-
Rhiannon. You wouldn't.
-scowl deepens-
Please don't make me. I'll wear the hat. That's it.
Soleil 04/15/17 -scowls-
You can't be serious, Rhi.
Don't insult me like that.
Soleil 04/15/17 -pauses-
-averts gaze-
New York was a new start for me.
-decides to leave it at that, for now-
Wait, really?
Yes. Let's go tomorrow. Please? Please.
Soleil 04/15/17 -is tackled-
-tangles fingers into her hair-
You're mine, I am yours. Always.
-steals another kiss-
But, Boston is definitely still the best.
Soleil 04/15/17 Lundqvist is a brick wall. I could almost respect that.
And it's Bruins' gold, Rhiannon. Not yellow, oh my god.
If you had known I was a Boston fan, you still would've married me. Because you love me unconditionally, just as I love you. Yes?
Soleil 04/15/17 -grabs the front of her shirt-
-pulls close
-leans in, kisses gently-
I love you, I'd do anything to make you smile.
McDonagh? Why? Why him?
Soleil 04/15/17 -almost cringes-
-adjusts hat-
This might just kill me... you're so lucky you're cute. It feels like my scalp is burning.
Soleil 04/14/17 Oh my...
-kneels on edge of bed-
-ushers her closer-
If I didn't like this so much, I'd definitely take it off you.
-grabs her by the waist-
Babe, I f*cking love this.
Soleil 04/14/17 I won with you, yeah.
-actually does mean it-
I don't mind, babe. You definitely look better in it than I do.
Soleil 04/14/17 -yelps-
-arches brow-
-cups her chin-
Rethink what, hmm?
Soleil 04/14/17 You didn't play me into anything.
-dumps her onto bed-
My plan was to sleep in here anyways. How does it feel to know you've no control over me?
-waggles brow-
Soleil 04/14/17 Rhi, are you serious?
-sweeps her off the floor-
-carries her straight to the bedroom-
I love you more than anything or anyone else in this world. You're my girl.
Soleil 04/14/17 Alright, night.
-nudges her off the couch-
-spreads out-
-is a stubborn, stubborn little sh*t-
Lose-lose since neither of us get cuddles.
Soleil 04/14/17 Well, you're my everything. So, I guess I'm set, huh?
You're right, it's our bed. But, you're still harmless.
-nips at playfully-
-throws in a wink-
Soleil 04/14/17 Suit yourself.
-is tackled-
-wraps arms around tightly-
-doesn't plan on letting go-
Well, I'm not. It's my bed, you know. And you're harmless.
-is being a sh*t-
Soleil 04/14/17 Because what?
-leans away slightly-
I'm not scared of you, Rhiannon.
-is always the grumpiest-
Soleil 04/14/17 -laces fingers together-
-leans down-
I know you're teasing, but puns... they're still a no-no.
-hovers teasingly-
Soleil 04/14/17 -sits up-
I hate puns, especially that one.
Soleil 04/14/17 -leans in-
-whispers something about thigh high socks and a baseball cap-
Soleil 04/14/17 -leans away ever so slightly-
Now that's hot. Jesus.
-places another lingering kiss to her lips-
You know, I just thought of a look, and holy f*ck.
Soleil 04/14/17 Mm, that's what I thought.
-grins smugly-
Only the Yankees hat. Don't push your luck.
Soleil 04/14/17 -prods-
I live here too! And I am an adult, thank you. I ran out of workout gear.
-half-tackles, straddles her hips-
Take that back! Take. it. back. I just said I'd wear a Yankees hat for you!
Soleil 04/14/17 You put it in the laundry basket...?
-arches brow-
Why only when I'm not home? Are you not proud to rep Titletown?
I'd wear your Yankees hat in public just to say, "I'm not a fan, but my wife is."
Soleil 04/14/17 -cups cheek-
Hey. I love that you wear my things.
Actually, that explains a lot. I was looking for my sweatshirt the other day, and found it in the laundry basket.
-gentle kisses-
It's not pathetic, babe. I promise.
Soleil 04/14/17 You could never bother me, babe.
Honestly? I want to text you all day, but I... I don't want to be too clingy.
-makes 'aw' face-
Really? You're so f*cking cute. You're welcome to wear anything of mine whenever you want, babe. What's mine is yours.
Soleil 04/14/17 You're having that problem too?
-grins back-
I can't focus at work, either. I count down the hours until I get to come home to you.
-wraps arms around-
Let's go to New York next week. Spontaneously. I've got a place there, turned it into an Airbnb after I moved here for the Order.
Soleil 04/14/17 Thinking about the future just makes me really happy.
-is such a cheeseball-
-smiles against her lips-
I know, babe. I know. You're my favorite person in the world.
Soleil 04/14/17 -takes a deep breath-
I'm sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself again.
-cups her chin, steals a kiss-
I just want to do stuff with you. I want to see and experience the world, but only with you by my side.
-strokes her cheek-
No, no. You're breathtaking, truly. My God, I could stare at you forever.
Soleil 04/14/17 -sits up-
We should go to New York for the nightlife.
-eyes widen-
We can dance. I can show you off.
-might be having a minor heart attack-
Rhiannon. Please? Just the two of us.
Soleil 04/14/17 -brow furrows-
How much did we get through?
-didn't think blackout level had been reached-
-will blame it on the cheap booze-
I don't plan on puking on you again, if that's any consolation.
-small grin, winks-
I really don't know how I deserve you, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/14/17 I vomited? Don't tell Winter.
Unless he vomited first. In that case, feel free to gloat for me.
I'm always missing you, babe. So, no. Not at all hard to believe.
Thank you. For keeping me alive. You're good to me.
Soleil 04/14/17 You had a wife craving after I said that to you?
-is both ashamed and impressed-
Jesus, Rhi. You must really love me.
Either that or you're just using me for my body. Which is understandable.
-winks, awkwardly pats bare tummy-
Soleil 04/14/17 What the hell, Rhiannon. You made it seem like we were pressed for time.
-runs fingers through hair-
Well, since we have time....
-saunters over, flops onto couch-
Winter and I weren't that bad, were we?
Soleil 04/14/17 -completely unphased-
How much time do I have?
-pauses to look over shoulder-
Did you shower already?
Soleil 04/14/17 Babe! Fast enough for you?
-kicks running shoes off-
-earbuds out, shirt off-
-beeline to bathroom-
Soleil 04/14/17 Rhiannon
Nah, yoga is yoga. I'd get confused otherwise.
Great, meet you in there in 5.
Soleil 04/14/17 Rhiannon
I needed some good cardio - wasn't feeling yoga. Unless that was code.
I'll come, it's been a while. Do I have time to shower?
Soleil 04/14/17 Rhiannon
I went for a run to sweat out alcohol.
be back in 10.

Isn't it too soon for me to be meeting your dad? ;)

Soleil 04/14/17 Soleil took the moment to pause, allowing for Rhiannon's words to sink in. It took every ounce of willpower not to weep over the sincerity behind them. She was already soft enough - she didn't need to make matters worse for herself by crying. Suppressing the urge to say 'I love you' again, Soleil just smiled softly.

"How'd I manage to win you over, huh?" she mused aloud before pressing a firm kiss to Rhiannon's hair. She'd won the lottery with Rhiannon, and she thanked her lucky stars every waking moment for the chance to love someone so pure and ethereal.

Soleil 04/14/17 Soleil always played to win. Growing up with siblings made it near impossible not to be competitive. She smiled as Rhiannon kissed her, knowing full well she'd never get used to how good it felt. How lucky was she.

"I'll be fine, babe," she stated matter-of-factly, "You act like I've never been drunk before." One would think that after 3 years of booze and drugs, Soleil would've abandoned her vices altogether. But, she didn't - she didn't have to. She'd mastered self-control in respect to her abilities, so this was easy in comparison. She knew her limits.

"You're good to me."

Soleil 04/14/17 On occasion, Soleil felt she was too repetitive, too predictable in the way she expressed her love for her wife. She'd feel a pang in her chest whenever she let the opportunity for a new romantic gesture pass. She was scared that the 'I love you's' would grow old, and that the glimmer in Rhiannon's caramel eyes would fade. That her words wouldn't carry the same weight down the road. But, she trusted Rhiannon, and upon hearing the words 'I know you do,' the uncertainty dissipated. For the time being, anyway.

She grinned wily. "Winter isn't going to know what hit him."

Soleil 04/13/17 Soleil let out a startled yelp as Rhiannon lifted her in the air. Unable to contain herself, she laughed against soft lips, relishing in the way Rhiannon kissed her with such fervor. "I love you, too," she whispered, pressing their foreheads together, "I love you, I love you." In that moment, those three words were all she could manage. Rhiannon had a way of leaving her speechless, so Soleil hoped that the simplicity of her words would also indicate sincerity.
Soleil 04/13/17 "Oh my god," Soleil gasped after a quick glance at the photos her wife had just sent. Damn you, love of mine.

The Darrow boys had thrown Soleil into a baby craze. Up until their visit, she'd kept her desire to start a family quiet. She was terrible at handling children, in all honesty. But, seeing Rhiannon interact with the tiny humans made her heart swell with love and pride; for the first time, she thought that maybe she'd get good at it if they had their own. But, noticing Rhiannon's growing reluctance, she decided to dial back her enthusiasm. She wanted kids, of course. With Rhiannon. But, if that wasn't part of the future the angel had envisioned for them as a couple, so be it.

"They're so f*cking cute," she cooed, unable to help herself, "Rhi, oh my god. They're... precious."

Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Baby us!

Quickly sends another text
Her! Meant her!
Baby her!
Side note be at your place in 5!
Prepare for the party of your life!
Soleil 04/13/17 -swats at-
I don't need kids. I need you.
-shakes head vigorously-
I'm terrible with children, Rhi. I don't have maternal instincts, oh my god.
-half-hearted eye roll-
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Oh my goodness! Me and Soleil were just talking about this!
Cause I can't have babies I could adopt but currently I am unfit to raise a child.
Which is why I call babysitting right and spoiling yours!
If you get one!
I've already told Soleil this!
If it helps my case don't have to pay me to babysit!
Ya know when you need date night and whatnot!
Soleil 04/13/17 You may not be of this Earth, but I'm fairly certain you still have the wrong parts to give me a baby...
-doesn't manage to stifle laughter-
-leans in-
I love you, Rhiannon. I don't want anyone or anything but you.
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Run with that!
You will totally get laid if you use that as a line woman!
Say you are saving her from being fat!
Also you are truly a wonderful woman!
Soleil 04/13/17 -shakes head-
It's alright, babe. It's my fault. I got too excited.
I guess I've taken that whole lesbian U-Haul stereotype to a new level, huh?
Soleil 04/13/17 -droops-
No kids, then. I'm sorry I got ahead of myself.
-shrugs weakly-
I was excited about the boys, that's all. I'm not good with children, but I thought I could get good if they were ours.
No kids. It's okay. Paris, instead. And booze.
Soleil 04/13/17 Babe. Woah.
-leans away-
I'm not talking about having kids right now.
-pulls her closer-
Paris first. And then we'll see. Okay?
Caitlyn Darrow 04/13/17 *snuggles both babies*
ButIdon'trememberwhereIgotthebaby. Why can't I keep it? Finderskeeperslosersweepers
*big eyes, looks around*
Lloyd? Where? Can I hide inside. I don'twanthimtopresentmewithdivorcepapersouthere.
*starts bawling again*
Soleil 04/13/17 Callum is like, a cross between...
Nevermind, that's actually really mean.
-takes her hands-
I love that name. Stella Blue and Wilson Rhyland Whitaker.
Caitlyn Darrow 04/13/17 *cries harder*
*makes grabby hands for real Rigsby, while holding strange confused child*
*hiccups, spits gum onto hair, cries more*
Soleil 04/13/17 We are not naming our son Trystram. What the f*ck kind of name is that, anyways? It's like.... Callum.
Sorry, that was mean.
-isn't sorry at all-
Caitlyn Darrow 04/13/17 *squeaks*
RIGSBY! Hi honey!!
*starts bawling*
*blubbers, wheezes, ugly sobs*
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Oh well! I am 100% going to have to use it now!
And she might be prepared but she is also collecting a crap ton of carbs so jokes on her!
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Oh my goodness you are so prepared!
I should get a pull out couch!
Mostly because I wanna use the pick up line "My couch pulls out but I don't"
Make me look SUPER classy! Am I right!?
Caitlyn Darrow 04/13/17 *yelps as she collides with door* *has a random baby*
Sorry I'm late. I just woke up. I found Rigsby a few blocks away in a front lawn?
*Also may or may not be carrying the random baby's bouncer with it inside*
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Oh she gets to pass out in the bathtub and here I was hoping that was gonna be me!
I'll just pass out wherever don't worry! I wont throw up!
Cause I'm gonna win!
And I can't wait to meet you!
We are gonna have so much fun!
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Do it!!!
Though for the future quoting me for certain things is not always a good call!
Could get you into trouble!
And love it isn't a party without me!
Drinking contest is going on tonight!
Soleil 04/13/17 -brow furrows-
You're right. Prison is not conducive to a healthy marriage.
-embraces her tightly-
And I don't know what I'd do without you, so... final verdict is a no for me, too.
-smiles at-
Soleil 04/13/17 -cross arms over chest-
You don't think they survey sh*t like that?
I'm not actually going to grow pot, although it's legal in some places.
We could be like the Whites in Breaking Bad, except with dank marijuana.
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
Throw your foot down woman!
Be like "Listen here hooker, it's over! I don't love you anymore I have moved on! The R Train has left the station and it's got a new passenger!"
Then throw a snap in there for extra sass!
Soleil 04/13/17 Buy a baby, and I start growing pot in our garden.
-grins smugly-
-that should deter her-
Soleil 04/13/17 BABE.
You can't buy a baby online....
Soleil 04/13/17 What? No. I'm just... I'm thinking.
We're not buying a baby. Isn't that illegal?
Soleil 04/13/17 Trys... Trsy... Trystarm. I can't even pronounce that, we're not naming him something I can't pronounce.
-brow furrows-
Wilson Rhyland.
That's a whitewashed name, if I've ever heard one.
-scoots closer-
I like it, though. A lot.
Soleil 04/13/17 Abso-f*cking-lutely not.
Rhi, I'm already susceptible to mood swings and rage. Carrying a baby would be... detrimental to everyone around me.
What would we name them, if we did have kids? I was thinking 'Wilson'.
Soleil 04/13/17 Rhiannon, no. I refuse to let our kids be embarrassed by us.
Our kids won't ever be screwed over. By anyone. They'll be our kids, they'll stand up for themselves. We'll raise them right.
I like that we're talking about these phantom children like they're already ours.
I like thinking about a future with you.
Winter Summers 04/13/17 Rhiannon
You are still married?
Why? Does he not want to let you go?
Is that why Soleil wants to kill him!?
Soleil 04/13/17 We're going to be that middle-class white suburban family with the mini-van and...
-pauses, scowls-
I will not be a soccer mom.
And you will not be the mom who attends every damn PTA meeting.
Soleil 04/13/17 It just can't be softball.
-sticks tongue out-
I don't need that stereotype sh*t to circulate.
Plus, softball is... lame.
Soleil 04/13/17 -rolls eyes-
Forever the charmer, Rhiannon.
-laces fingers together-
I think you'd make a great mom, too. We're a good team, you know?
-kisses her knuckles-
Soleil 04/13/17 You drugged the Darrows' kids?
-is shocked, yet impressed-
That is so wrong, but God, I f*cking love it.
-drags into master bathroom-
I love you.
Soleil 04/13/17 -stands slowly-
We're just gonna leave them there?
-starts to back away anyways-
What if they wake up? Shouldn't we at least put them in like, the guest room?
-is practically halfway down the hall already-
Soleil 04/13/17 Where are we putting them, really?
-arches brow-
And will you be joining me?
Soleil 04/13/17 We're not having or adopting kids for...
-clears throat-
We're just not having kids.
Soleil 04/13/17 -bites lip-
You torture me, woman.
-resists the urge to give her bedroom eyes-
We'll make it worth the wait. We'll put the boys down for the night, and then we can... snuggle.
-voice crack-
Soleil 04/13/17 -eyes widen-
-glances at children-
Lloyd's a friend. We're doing him and Caitlyn a favor.
-covers Noah's eyes-
-leans over, kisses-
We probably shouldn't.
Soleil 04/13/17 I don't want you to share me, Rhiannon.
-pulls in by shirt-
-wishes the Darrow boys weren't visiting-
I'm yours. Always.
Soleil 04/13/17 That's what I'm saying!
We'd be great parents. And neither of us would have to carry a child, you know?
Soleil 04/13/17 -stares at tiny human-
-looks up at-
I'm sorry. I just... I love you, and I want you all to myself.
We could adopt, you know. I mean, not yet. Not for a while. But...
Soleil 04/13/17 -tries to cross arms-
-keeps forgetting about Rigsby-
I do not get jealous.
I like the idea of starting a family with you.
-gets shy-
I'm just saying.
Soleil 04/12/17 You and I. Together.
-boops her nose-
No babies of our own yet, though.
I'm not ready to share.
Soleil 04/12/17 I'll sleep with the kids on the couch. That way you can get up for sunrise yoga.
-steals a kiss-
Okay? I love you.
Soleil 04/12/17 I don't know!
-tries to gesticulate wildly-
-almost drops Rigsby-
Haven't you been a mother before? In your like, hundred lifetimes?
-squints at-
Soleil 04/12/17 Babe. Stop taking pictures and help me.
Oh, yeah. Last thing they need to get into is my med kit.
Oh, sorry Darrows, we got your babies high last night.
Soleil 04/12/17 -eyes widen-
-is bewildered-
-butt scoots into living room-
We have to watch Noah, too. Lloyd said to keep him away from flammable things and knives.
Soleil 04/12/17 -yelps-
-supports his head-
Ohmygod, ohmygod.
-plops down on floor, stares at small human-
-is so bad with children-
Rhiannon. What am I supposed to do with him?
Soleil 04/12/17 -sets down bags-
I'm glad you're getting a kick out of Rigsby.
-spins around-
Where's the other one? Where's Noah?
Soleil 04/12/17 -juggles children and 'go' bags-
Babe? Babe. Help.
-pawns off the smaller Darrow boy-
That one is... Rigsby.
Soleil 04/12/17 -hears a knock at the door-
... they're here.
Soleil 04/12/17 We can't accommodate for more than 2 guests, babe.
-kisses top of her head-
If T and Quincy can survive this apartment, the Darrow boys will be just fine.
-sighs happily-
Plus, Lloyd said it was just date night. They have to come back for their kids. And the rest of the family...
Soleil 04/12/17 Hey, c'mere.
-cups cheek, kisses gently-
Everything is going to be okay. We're not hosting a party, we're babysitting the boys. If anything, maybe his family will do our job for us.
-squeezes her sides-
We can sneak away for a bit.
Soleil 04/12/17 -scowls-
That's because Callum is a sack of sh*t.
-wraps arms around-
I mean it about the adoption thing. I'm growing fond of the idea.
Rhiannon, relax. I don't even know if they're coming. Cait just sent a heads up, just in case. As for the cheesecakes, hide them. Save them for just the two of us.
Soleil 04/12/17 -just stares at-
-has serious heart eyes-
I'm in love with you, oh my god.
We should adopt a kid.
-might mean that, eventually-
Also, did I mention that Lloyd's family might be in tow? Caitlyn texted to say they tend to 'pack together.' And to also be wary of Jane, his sister.
Soleil 04/12/17 Yeah, yeah. Share them with Winter, if you're so inclined.
But, only Winter. Because he's gay.
-looks up at-
Did you get all you needed for the Darrow boys tonight?
Soleil 04/12/17 -clings to-
But, that would've required effort.
And I'm lazy.
Winter Summers 04/12/17 Rhiannon
Oh I do love to be complimented!
Thank you so very much!
Though I would not fight your wife for you.
Not because you aren't beautiful or amazing!
Because she would destroy me!
Soleil 04/12/17 Rhiannon
Stop texting Winter. Come pay attention to me.
Winter Summers 04/12/17 Rhiannon
I am well aware of how good looking your wife is! We burned bras together! Magical moments!
I am not surprised at all that she can turn women!
I am sure you could do the same!
And I am nothing if not a people pleaser! And when you see the picture, are those glasses working for me?
Soleil 04/12/17 Office Haught doesn't wear lingerie, Rhiannon.
-nods head in direction of bedroom-
I'm offering you the chance to document all you want right now.
-waggles brow-
Catch my drift?
Soleil 04/12/17 -sets her down-
Whatever you say, woman.
You can't threaten me with a good time.
Soleil 04/12/17 Why take pictures when I have the real thing?
-picks her up, slings her over shoulder-
C'mon. I'll let you take boudoir pictures in your head.
Soleil 04/12/17 I can put a bag over my head next time. Cut out eye holes and everything.
-pokes teasingly-
-eyes widen-
We are not doing boudoir shots. Oh my god, are you a 16 year old boy?
Soleil 04/12/17 Yeah, you dork. There are few things in this world better than Netflixing with you in my arms.
-is a big softie-
-rolls eyes again-
I'm starting to think Paris isn't a good idea. Did you really buy a new camera for this trip?
Soleil 04/12/17 Hey, hey.
-decides now is not the moment to be smug-
-takes her face in hands-
I love you. I promise I only have eyes for you.
-kisses her forehead-
I only want to take you out on dates. I want to watch Netflix with you, have sex with you. We're going to Paris, for f*cks sake.
I'm only taking Siri because I need my phone to take pictures of you, and they're kind of a package deal.
Soleil 04/12/17 -with a mouthful of food-
This pasta, Rhiannon. Indulge in this pasta.
-squints at-
Wow, you really are paranoid.
-sets down plate-
-hooks fingers into her belt loops-
C'mere, you. I would never philander. You're all I want with or without the red lacy thing.
Besides, no one does it better than you do.
Soleil 04/12/17 -rolls eyes-
I was trying to be sentimental. Romantic.
-holds up hands-
But hey, if cupcakes are your type, who am I to judge?
-goes back to reheating pasta-
I'll just indulge in something else.
Soleil 04/12/17 -shuts up with a kiss-
No cops, babe. And I'm not getting rid of you.
-cups cheek-
You're mine. You're not going anywhere. Okay?
-boops nose-
Stop being so paranoid.
Soleil 04/12/17 -bats eyelashes-
Not a trick question at all.
-leans in-
I was just making sure my wife is happy. Is that so wrong?
Soleil 04/12/17 -backs her into countertop-
Not fast enough, huh?
-plants hands on counter either side of her-
Tell me, darling wife, is there anything I do in this lifetime that pleases you?
-arches brow-
Soleil 04/12/17 Do you promise?
-catches her around the waist-
How'd you manage to get water everywhere? Who are you, Fish?
Soleil 04/12/17 -scoffs-
It's not the yoga, babe. Believe me.
-is incredibly amused-
-pauses to observe-
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is the love of my life.
Soleil 04/12/17 If that's how it's gonna be.
-wraps arms around, stands-
-pads into kitchen-
-plops her onto counter-
Stay while I heat up some food. Do you need water for that cottonmouth?
Soleil 04/12/17 I'll take you with me if I have to, Rhiannon.
-nips at-
Because now you've got me thinking about that leftover pesto pasta...
-eyes refrigerator-
Soleil 04/12/17 -chuckles-
Seems this stuff still gets the job done...
-nudges playfully-
What do you want? Water? Devil Dogs? Kale?
-taps lips-
Kiss first.
Soleil 04/12/17 -snickers-
Sorry it's not the same as your Woodstock grass, you f*cking hippie.
-presses kiss to her hair-
Chewing Gum, then?
-takes a hit, settles in-
Soleil 04/12/17 -needs to find a cheerleader costume-
Wow, babe. You're so good to me.
Nah, you'll be fine. And I'm right here, okay?
-leans back, drapes arm over her shoulders-
Soleil 04/12/17 Oh.
-is so smug-
Damn right. You're Waverly because she's cute and pretty. And so pure. She's an angel.
-offers perfectly rolled joint-
Soleil 04/12/17 -rolls eyes-
I'm not Waverly.
She doesn't say things like "Why don't you make me?"
Soleil 04/12/17 I wouldn't blame you if you walked out that door right now.
-is ashamed, so ashamed-
Both. First the kissing part, and then the WayHaught parallels.
Soleil 04/12/17 What, no.
-bumps shoulders-
You're phenomenal all on your own.
Why don't you come preoccupy my lips, then?
-immediate regret, groans-
Oh my god, divorce me now.
Soleil 04/12/17 Assets. Plural. Your ass isn't the only thing that's great.
-bites lip-
-just reached a whole new level of f*ckboy-
I knew you were f*cking with me on that. You know you have consent to cop a feel any time you want, right?
Soleil 04/12/17 You have a great ass...
Great assets, I mean.
All is fair in love and war, no?
Winter Summers 04/12/17 Rhiannon
You are most welcome love!
This is like the third time you brought up her smile! I simply must see it! Has to be the best smile in the world!
Next to mine of course!
Oh my gosh really!?
I think I feel a tear coming along!
You are too good to me I mean it!
There is no sarcasm here!
Had to say it because it's hard to tell over text.
Soleil 04/12/17 Lifetimes.
A flustered Soleil is rare, yes. But not when you're near.
-retrieves "med kit"-
-plops down on couch-
I'd think you'd know that by now.
Soleil 04/12/17 Did he, now?
-can't help but smile-
I like being that couple, too.
-is being such a f*cking sap-
You're all I want.
Soleil 04/12/17 Substitute wine with weed, and I'm in.
-squeezes her sides-
C'mon, it'll be fun. It'll make Chewing Gum a thousand times funnier than it already is.
-boops nose-
God, you're charming.
Soleil 04/12/17 I highly doubt they're as bad as he says. I can handle rascals. If anything, I'll stick 'em on Fish for wonky piggyback rides.
-leans in, kisses-
I suppose it means anything in general. Why?
Winter Summers 04/12/17 Rhiannon
Have I mentioned you two are adorable because oh my god are you!
You make me feel like love is worth it!
Tell no one that! Take it to the grave!
Oh yes of course we wont do anything she doesn't approve of!
Invite her to do some with us! Don't want to be rude!
You are the boss!
We are gonna have a drinking contest I intend to win!
Soleil 04/12/17 -squints at-
Potential asylum escapees?
-pulls close-
We can do anything you want, my darling. I'm sure we're gonna have one hell of a time.
Soleil 04/11/17 -chuckles-
You love kids, huh? Lloyd says the boys are... a lot. Even called one of them an animal.
-laces fingers together-
I could use an extra hand, though. And you're probably better with kids than I am.
Soleil 04/11/17 Yeah, well I'm in love with you.
-clears throat-
Speaking of the kittens, I'm babysitting the Darrow boys tomorrow night. Lloyd said they might like to play with T and Quincy.
Soleil 04/11/17 -grabs her hand-
You won't be sleeping anywhere but here. With me.
C'mere. I only want to moon over you. You're a vision.
Soleil 04/10/17 -smirks triumphantly-
Thank you for paying such close attention to my ass, but I assure you, darling, I do not have skin cancer.
-holds out hands-
That may be true, but you love me anyways, Rhiannon Whitaker.
Soleil 04/10/17 Paris is my gift to you.
-is still shamelessly in the nude-
I'm in the mood for gunslinging again. Tracey can wait, the Earps cannot.
-waggles brow-
I'll just go swoon over Nicole Haught on my own, then.
Soleil 04/10/17 -groans quietly-
-is determined-
-calls out from doorway-
Ever spend any time as a doctor, Rhiannon? Come check it out for me, low on funds. I'm paying for Paris, remember?
Soleil 04/10/17 -hops down-
-saunters away-
-drops towel-
Your loss, my darling wife.
-smirks before disappearing into bedroom-
Soleil 04/10/17 -hooks leg around her waist-
I'm done teasing, so you're welcome to take exactly what it is you want.
Soleil 04/10/17 -pulls her in by her shirt-
-leans in-
But, can you blame me? I've got a smoking hot wife.
Soleil 04/10/17 -scoots up onto kitchen counter-
-waves her over-
And why I can't have both?
Soleil 04/10/17 -feigns offense-
-hand over heart-
I'm not doing anything, Rhiannon. So, I don't see how your 40 year long stint as a nun is relevant.
-shoots sly grin over shoulder-
Soleil 04/10/17 I'm not testing anything.
-bats eyelashes-
-kicks off quilt in order to get up-
Do we have anything to eat?
Soleil 04/10/17 -scoffs-
Since when did you learn about privacy?
-plops down on the couch-
-grins smugly-
What kind of recommendations?
Soleil 04/10/17 I'm right here, you dingus.
-emerges from the bedroom wrapped in a towel-
Funny you should text me something like that.
You're not helping the whole 'I'm not a f*ckboy' case...
Soleil 04/10/17 She was supposed to put her guard back up. The walls were supposed to rebuild themselves around her heart, shutting out Rhiannon and her love, however sincere it might've been. She was supposed to run because sadly, that's what she did best. That's how she was meant to deal with heartbreak and tragedy.

Instead, she found herself baring her soul. There was an unspoken understanding between the two women - to punish Rhiannon for actions out of her control, to push her away for a fate she did not choose? That would be hypocritical. Soleil was weak-willed when it came to her wife, anyways. The angel had a hold over her, one unlike anyone or anything else Soleil had ever experienced. And maybe that would quickly prove to be detrimental, but in that moment, Soleil wasn't concerned.

She opened her arms, silently beckoning for Rhiannon to come forward. Although she harbored some anger in regards to Callum and Rhiannon's human life, Soleil loved her. Truly, purely, unabashedly. It was impossible for her to feel anything but devotion and adoration for the woman in front of her. If there was such a thing as fate, Soleil was convinced that she was meant for Rhiannon.

"You and I," she whispered. There were no words after those three; instead, she hoped that Rhiannon would pick up on the meaning of the phrase. You and I. Together.

Soleil 04/10/17 Soleil’s acceptance of the situation came as a surprise. The initial rage she felt was quelled by Rhiannon’s statements of genuine affirmation - of love, of care, of concern for her happiness, of regret. Maybe she was too hasty, too rash in her decision to ask Rhiannon to stay because yes, she was still upset about what had happened with Callum. She had every right to be - infidelity was not typically something Soleil thought a normal relationship could survive. But, this wasn’t normal. Not by any definition of the word.

Not that it necessarily made Rhiannon’s actions okay, the otherworldly aspect certainly added a new unprecedented facet to the situation. Neither parties involved were human, and that made the situation and their relationship rather… unique. “I may not be the one to change her mind,” she murmured, pressing her forehead to Rhiannon’s, “I have something to show you. Something to confess.” With that, she took the woman's hand and led her up to their rooftop garden. She’d managed to pot most of the soil and organize the bins into neat rows, but that was not, by any means, what she intended to reveal.

After a deep breath, Soleil stepped away from her wife. There was no easier or more effective way to explain being a werewolf than allowing a shift, and so, without hesitation, Soleil willed her body to change. The movies always portrayed the act as violent and brutal, ruining the strange beauty in how shapeshifters adopted their alternate forms. Hazel eyes turned amber once more as sharp canines and claws emerged. Her shift was quiet and quick, peaceful, almost. But, it was fleeting - she returned to her normal, 'human' appearance after only a few moments.

"I am not of this Earth either, Rhiannon."

Soleil 04/10/17 Soleil’s heart ached. Rhiannon was not hers, and yet, it was impossible for her to accept that. The recent re-acquisition of memories complicated their relationship, and her affair with Callum, however brief, should have shattered the strength in their love and trust for one another. But, as a creature of the underworld, she understood what it was like to lose control of one’s own mind and body.

Stay,” she said firmly, “This is your home too. Paris is meant for us. Together.”

In that, Soleil knew losing Rhiannon was not an option. Yes, there was a likely chance that she’d dig herself deeper into this already existing hole, but Rhiannon would be worth it. In desperate need of physical contact, Soleil turned and took Rhiannon’s face in her hands.

“I love you, Rhiannon. I trust you when you say you will wait.”

Rhiannon’s sincerity was palpable. The anxiety and uneasiness, too. Forgiveness was indeed a long way away, and trust was something to be re-established. But, Soleil had decided that she was in no position to let a woman like Rhiannon walk away.

Soleil 04/10/17 Much to her own surprise, Soleil didn't flinch when she felt fingers curl around her forearm. Every fiber of her being was screaming for her to get far, far away, but she remained still, and allowed for Rhiannon's hand to settle. It would've been a blatant lie to say she didn't crave Rhiannon's touch; afterall, it was the only thing that could soothe her heart, as of late.

She could understand the hesitance to divulge the truth as "hey, I'm immortal" wasn't something that came up in everyday conversation. In Rhiannon's defense, there was certainly no easy segway into such a topic. But, Soleil found herself feeling rather offended, perhaps for no valid reason at all. Rhiannon's 'other worldliness' wasn't hard for her to process, afterall. She wasn't exactly of this Earth, either.

She wanted so desperately to be and stay angry. Anger was an emotion she knew how to handle. Guilt and sadness, on the other hand, were not. She looked up from her clenched fists, eyes still an eerie, unnatural yellow, and for the first time, she saw Rhiannon for who and what she really was. Her aura was different; the way her body emanated heat and energy was something Soleil had never seen with a human. And she was beautiful. So, so beautiful.

But Soleil needed time. And space.

"I..." she began. Her mouth snapped shut. She lifted a hand to Rhiannon's face, fingertips brushing her jawline. And although she had the urge to lash out, Soleil couldn't bring herself to hurt Rhiannon. It was clear that she'd caused herself enough pain already.

"I don't know if I can stay here," she said softly, "Not... not right now." A small, sad smile graced her lips for a brief moment. "This is our home, Rhiannon. And I love you more than I know how to express. But, this is hard. I can't..."

Her voice trailed off. She was torn. If she left, she'd risk losing the person she firmly believed was made for her. But, if she stayed - if they tried to carry on as they had before - would things be different? Would she resent her wife for what happened with Callum, even if it was 'out of her own hands'? She sighed and shook her head, overwhelmed by the uncertainty of her future with Rhiannon.

Soleil 04/10/17 Soleil sat perfectly still as words spilled out from between Rhiannon’s lips. She heard bits and pieces of her plea - Callum this, Callum that. Slept with Callum. At that, she pushed herself to her feet, collecting the bottle of wine on the way up before taking a few unsteady paces into the kitchen adjacent. She needed to put space between her and Rhiannon. Not because she was disgusted by what the woman she loved had just admitted to, but because of what she knew she was capable of doing in a fit of blind emotion.

She felt guilty, above anything else. She’d known from the start that Rhiannon wasn’t hers to have, but she made the conscious decision to pay no heed to her insecurities. Realistically, she had no right to be as upset as she was. Rhiannon had warned her - she'd told her about the accident and the amnesia. She'd even explicitly stated that Callum was still technically her husband. But, Soleil, in her stubborn, head-over-heels devotion, told Rhiannon that all would work out in the end. She'd let her guard down, thrown caution to the wind, and now she was going to pay for it.

Reeling, she shuffled further into the kitchen. Anger, hurt, and frustration blurred her vision. The pressure of swirling emotions began to build in her skull as hot tears threatened to spill down her cheeks. Clenched jaw, tense muscles, erratic breathing, racing heart. Soleil gripped the edge of the kitchen counter to support herself, the cold marble beneath her warm hands sent her senses into a frenzy. In this moment, composure was the very last thing she possessed. The hair on the back of her neck stood up, and she could feel heat rise across her sternum and into her cheeks. Her eyes began to burn bright amber, a tell-tale sign that a shift was in progress.

Calm, she thought, stay calm.

"Why? How?" was all she could manage.
Soleil 04/09/17 Sorry? For what? Concern washed over her facial features. The anxiety and agony in the woman’s words hit Soleil square in the chest, causing the breath in her lungs to hitch. She blinked a few times before responding. “Hey, hey,” she cooed, wrapping her arms tightly around Rhiannon’s shoulders, “What’s going on? What happened?”

She pulled the distraught woman closer, whispering expressions of reassurance and love between gentle kisses against exposed skin. Choosing to ignore the nagging insecurity that constantly ate away at her heart, she gripped at Rhiannon’s shirt. Whatever it was that had her wife in such a state, Soleil could and would fix it.
Soleil 04/09/17 Soleil emerged from the bedroom, half empty bottle of wine in one hand, and a small, orange kitten in the other. “Hey babe,” she said calmly, alcohol dulling the sense of excitement she felt in seeing her wife. She frowned slightly, and apologized.

“That wasn’t meant to be so monotonous,” she added, plopping down beside Rhiannon. She held out the bottle with a complacent grin. She'd missed her wife rather riotously throughout the day, but managed to occupy herself with their new rooftop garden. Quincy and Topanga had enjoyed the fresh air as well, and Soleil found quite a bit of amusement in how they played together. She was grateful for the distraction, to say the least.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Oh, you'll come home. No doubt about that.
Love you, wife!!
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Oh, I know where it is... trust me. 😏
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Just trying to get you to come home asap.
Also, I can be romantic.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
You're my wife. Stop.
I'll have the table set. Candle lit dinner. Sound good?
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
I don't need food and wine to seduce you, babe. ;)
Give me a little credit, please.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Sauvignon Blanc has been known to make me feel certain ways, so I don't know.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Mm, you'll live.
I read somewhere that Sauvignon Blanc pairs well with pesto, so I might have to leave Topanga and Quincy to their own devices while I pop down to the liquor store.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Yeah, probably. Guess I'll never actually know, though.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Yeah, yeah. They're alright.
They listen to me, at least. And they're non-judgmental.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
I'll be here. I have no choice, someone brought home two kittens that need to be taken care of.
Soleil 04/09/17 Reassured by the teasing tone, Soleil replied quickly.

You can bless yourself right now, this pesto is going to be to die for. ;)
Soleil 04/09/17 I remember now, more than ever.

Soleil squinted at her phone screen, finding her wife's latest message unexplainably unsettling. 'Don't forget that' was just something she said - it wasn't meant to be taken so literally. As if to shake away the uneasiness, she shrugged before responding.

Nope, it's my turn in the kitchen. See you soon. 😘
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Alright. I love you too, don't forget that.
Will you be home for dinner? I wanted to try a new pesto recipe.
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
Okay, well just let me know if everything is alright?
Soleil 04/09/17 Rhiannon
What happened? Are you okay?
Soleil 04/08/17 Soleil leaned into Rhiannon’s touch, relishing in how it stilled her heart and mind. She found comfort in her words, reassurance in the way she touched her. In that moment, it all seemed so simple - Rhiannon was right for her. On the day they’d met, Soleil felt something - an emotion, a feeling, a sensation that she’d forgotten she possessed. It was something beyond physical attraction, albeit Rhiannon’s striking beauty was what had initially caught Soleil’s attention. The ease of conversation, the natural way in which they got along, the nagging nervousness Soleil couldn’t shake. They were signs that Rhiannon was meant to be a part of her life.

Smiling, Soleil nodded. "Let's," she responded, "I'm hungry." Before turning to descend down the stairs, she pressed her lips to Rhiannon's, hoping that the love, devotion and adoration she felt for her would be expressed in the urgency of the kiss. Words were no longer sufficient.

Soleil 04/08/17 Soleil turned to her wife once more, glancing down at their clasped hands with a smile. “I trust you,” she said simply. She trusted Rhiannon, truly, but was finding it increasingly more difficult to trust herself. She could feel herself giving up control; she was allowing Rhiannon to take full command of her heart, and that was not something she did willingly. Given her past, it was not particularly easy for her to let someone in the way she had with Rhiannon. Over the years, she’d built walls for a number of reasons. And yet, within a few weeks of knowing this woman, Soleil had let her guard down entirely.

Feeling for Rhiannon - loving Rhiannon - came naturally, and that concerned her because, realistically, they knew nothing about eachother. The weight of her past sat heavy in her chest. Although she was confident in her recovery, Soleil constantly fought with the possibility of spiraling back into her old habits. What would Rhiannon think of her if she knew of her destructive past? Would she run? Would it trigger Soleil's addiction? More importantly, what of her not-so-human 'abilities'?
Soleil 04/08/17 Soleil squinted at her wife, a playful grin threatening to take command of her lips. "I heard you the first time, darling," she chided, taking a half-hearted swat at Rhiannon's shoulder, "In my defense, I haven't smoked since we got married. Healthy living."

Soleil turned away from Rhiannon's embrace to take in the scene before her once more. "I love you, Rhiannon," she said softly without looking back at the woman beside her, "No matter what. I hope you'll always feel the same way for me."
Soleil 04/08/17 Soleil rolled her eyes at Rhiannon’s tone, but couldn’t help but return her wife’s smile. She was constantly amazed by the feelings Rhiannon evoked in her, but the thought and effort she'd put into this project was overwhelming. It took her a moment to collect her thoughts.

“I love it,” she responded before pressing their lips together gently. She did not take this moment as one to indulge in her normal teasing manner. "I want to grow lots of vegetables. Can we?"
Soleil 04/08/17 Soleil allowed herself to be led up and out of her apartment. She kept her lips pressed together, knowing full well that her curiosity would infringe upon Rhiannon’s demand for no questions. Stepping out onto the roof, she lifted her free hand to shield her eyes from the high-noon sun. Warmth and affection swelled in her heart as she took in what Rhiannon had done. Words escaped her. So, instead, she embraced her wife, arms wrapping tightly around her slim waist to pull their bodies flush.

“This is amazing,” she murmured, pressing her forehead to Rhiannon’s, “You’re amazing."

Soleil 04/08/17 -smiles genuinely-
Yeah, I do. I'm never patient when it comes to surprises.
-kisses cheek tenderly-
Soleil 04/08/17 Can I have it now?
-puppy dog eyes-
Soleil 04/08/17 -droops slightly-
I'm not being a f*ckboy. I just...
-inhales deeply-
-forces a smile-
What kind of surprise?
Soleil 04/08/17 -sighs-
No, I suppose not.
-takes her hand-
Just be with me today. You don't have to do anything else to make me happy.
-leans in, kisses softly-
You're all I need right now.
Soleil 04/08/17 What're you trying to butter me up for?
-is super suspicious-
-can't help it-
Why can't today be about us?
Soleil 04/08/17 -coughs-
As long as there's lots of wine. And maybe vodka.
-mutters about going to the liquor store-
I do not need a personal trainer, darling. We do enough cardio together.
-grins slyly-
Soleil 04/08/17 That's what you think.
-flashes teeth-
There are some things about me that would come as a surprise.
-swats at-
Let's start working out together, then.
Soleil 04/08/17 Siri knows just how long and far I've been running these days. She's amazing, tracks my movement and everything.
Are you finally ready to give up Frosty's?
Soleil 04/08/17 Watching my figure.
-pats tummy-
I said I was going to get back in shape, remember?
Thanks for the bribe, though.
Soleil 04/08/17 -can't resist that smile-
-waves idly-
Yeah, yeah. I'm sure we can accommodate for a few extra bodies. Quincy and Topanga are small, anyways.
-pulls her closer-
I am not giving up my side of the bed.
Soleil 04/08/17 We already have a dog, Rhiannon.
I'm sorry I'd prefer to have my wife all to myself. The bed is too small for us and all the animals.
Soleil 04/07/17 -rolls eyes-
He can stay. But, would you please ask next time?
-boops nose-
If there is a next time.
Soleil 04/07/17 -squints-
-is being smothered-
Another kitten? Why?
-is going to institute a kitten cap-
Soleil 04/07/17 Babe. No. I love all of you.
-strokes her cheek-
Don't ever doubt that. Okay?
-wraps arms around her waist-
Soleil 04/07/17 Bummer, you got me.
-leans away-
I'm in love with your body. But, Siri has you beat on the personality.
-stifles hysterical laughter-
Soleil 04/07/17 My darling, I like you in anything.
-places kiss to her jawline-
Red lacy thing, or otherwise.
Soleil 04/07/17 Pfft, and you do?
Soleil 04/07/17 -eskimo kisses-
-brushes back her hair-
-allows fingers to linger for a moment-
I'm all yours, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/07/17 -laughs a little too loudly-
Honestly, I have no idea.
-leans in again-
What kind of plans?
Soleil 04/07/17 I just speak the truth.
-is so, so smug-
Sure you don't want to work up an appetite first?
-is actually the biggest f*ckboy in the world-
-unabashedly so-
Soleil 04/07/17 -grabs hands-
-grins down at her-
You are my only type, darling.
-isn't going to take the bait-
Soleil 04/07/17 Siri's not really my type.
-leans in-
But, she isn't a brat, at least.
Soleil 04/07/17 -pinches the bridge of nose-
Oh my god. No. Siri did not...
-flips over-
-cups her chin-
You know what I'm into, Rhiannon.
Soleil 04/07/17 Anything I can do, then?
-head scratchies-
My day was alright, lots of work. I did get tied up in this one thing, it was awful.
-smiles softly-
It's better now that I have you in my arms.
Soleil 04/07/17 Siri did not see you naked. She's artificial intelligence.
-demonstrates how Siri works-
Those pictures are for my eyes only.
-threads fingers through her hair-
Soleil 04/07/17 -arches brow-
Alright, then.
-lets go of her waist-
-saunters over to the couch-
How was your day, darling?
Soleil 04/07/17 -grabs her by the waist-
Well, I had something else in mind.
Can you blame me after the pictures you sent earlier?
Soleil 04/07/17 -beeline to cabinet for Raid-
Hey babe, hold on.
-sprays the sh*t out of the mass of bugs-
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
Relax. Siri is Apple's intelligent PA. It's part of the operating system.
No, and no. I'm yours, and those pictures are mine.
I'm parking. Hold on.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
I'm using Siri. JFC. I'm not stupid.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
I'm driving. Give me 5.
I'm gonna take care of the bug problem, first. Then the clothes problem.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
Eh, your loss then, hot stuff. ;)
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
Jokes on you because you know I don't wear pjs.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
Just wait until I get home.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
Stay just as you are.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
I'll be home as soon as I can, I got tied up.
You're brave and tough and capable of handling a couple bugs. I believe in you!
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
You're so cute. Omg. When I get home, I'm going to kiss you silly.
No surprise there. Her eyes probably got in the way somehow.
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon
Have our alien cat kill it.
Better question: why are you making French Toast at 5 in the afternoon?
Soleil 04/07/17 Rhiannon Whitaker.

Soleil paused. She hadn’t known that Rhiannon was willing to take her last name, so her heart skipped as she repeated it out loud. It did sound nice indeed, and not just because it was her surname. But rather, what it signified allowed for Soleil to drop her inhibition and apprehension regarding Rhiannon's former marriage.

"You know," she replied with a smile still playing at her lips, "I think I just might."

Soleil 04/06/17 Soleil noticed the ever so slight falter in Rhiannon’s expression, but was too caught up in tracing arbitrary patterns on Rhiannon lower back to care. She was tempted to inquire how such perfection was possible - the feeling of skin beneath her fingertips was ethereal. Considering the fact that Rhiannon often mocked her for excessive tenderness, Soleil thought better of musing out loud. Instead, she flashed a broad grin at her wife.

“But, of course. What initials are we putting on the lock? SW and RM, or RM and CM?" she teased.
Soleil 04/06/17 "So, wait, am I or am I not invited to third wheel on your romantic date with a bottle of champagne?" she inquired, reaching down to give Rhiannon's sides a playful squeeze. Her quiet laughter subsided, and she peered down at her wife, tenderness softening the tension and muscles in her cheeks. This moment was heaven for her.

"I love you too, by the way."
Soleil 04/06/17 “Light, love, and baguettes,” Soleil laughed as Rhiannon adjusted her position. Wrapping her arms around her wife’s shoulders tightly, Soleil reveled in the way Rhiannon fit against her side. She closed her eyes, hoping to immortalize the feeling of adoration and yearning that swelled around her heart. Rhiannon had very quickly become a reminder that Soleil was, in fact, capable of feeling - somehow, the enigmatic woman was making Soleil soft once more.

“What’s the first thing you want to do when we get there?” she asked before pressing her lips to Rhiannon’s hair.
Soleil 04/06/17 Paris was meant to be a surprise. Soleil was supposed to leave the airline tickets on the kitchen counter for Rhiannon to find, but her abrupt confession soiled that plan. Propping herself up on her elbows, Soleil mirrored her wife’s bright smile. God, she was never going to get used to how beautiful Rhiannon was. There was something in the way the woman's caramel eyes gleamed when she smiled, something about how her hair tumbled over her shoulders. Soleil cleared her throat to disrupt the train of thought - if she allowed herself to think of everything she loved about Rhiannon, she'd never offer her wife an answer.

“Of course you can help, darling. I figured we could get away for a bit,” she responded, “No better place for a new couple than la ville de l’amour.” She’d been brushing up on her French in the days she’d been planning their vacation, and was more than pleasantly surprised by how quickly the language came flooding back.
Soleil 04/06/17 Soleil valued sleep. In fact, it was one of the few things she still held sacred in this life. But, today - on the one day she had no morning obligations - she was jolted awake by the weight of her wife pressing against her hips. For a moment, she thought Rhiannon was trying to start something, and she mentally blessed herself for getting such a fortunate wake-up call. But, as the sound of laughter filled the air, Soleil knew she’d incorrectly assessed the given situation. Groaning, she attempted to displace Rhiannon by rolling over. But, her wife was stronger than she appeared, and Soleil was forced to watch as Rhiannon waved about a wad of money.

“You win,” she conceded, letting out a loud, exaggerated sigh, “But, I’ll have you know that money” - she beckoned to the cash in Rhiannon’s fist - “was meant for our trip to Paris."
Soleil 04/02/17 You're something.
-kisses all over-
Most importantly, you're mine.
Soleil 04/02/17 Now, that was the sexiest thing you've ever said to me.
-has serious heart eyes-
You might be my soulmate.
-pulls close-
Come here so I can love on you. Good god.
Soleil 04/02/17 -rolls eyes-
I told you, babe. We'll get the farm someday.
-puts hand over heart-
I promised, remember?
-eyes widen-
Tiramisu? We have some?
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
More like I'm going to show you off. ;)
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
Are we still going out tonight?
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
I wasn't insulting her. I was making an observation.
I don't neglect you either. I'm coming home.
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
Her eyes are so big, omg. She looks like an orange alien.
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
When was I going to get a picture?????
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
I know what a kitten is. I thought for a second you said you bought one.
Soleil 04/01/17 Rhiannon
I'm sorry, what about a kitten?
Elouise Orlav 03/31/17 WTF
Unless it's steak and potatoes...
Elouise Orlav 03/31/17 Stank Hoe
You're about to catch these hands, I swear to god.
Soleil 03/31/17 -pockets phone-
No, you are not the other woman.
You're my wife, and I am yours. Elouise has a husband of her own.
Elouise Orlav 03/31/17 Dirty Mistress
My name is Elouise Orlav.
You stole my wife, prepare to die.
Soleil 03/31/17 -takes phone-
It's Elouise. Hold on.
-taps away at own phone-
She's possessive.... I'm sorry.
Elouise Orlav 03/31/17 Unknown Number
Soleil 03/31/17 -bursts through the door-
Honey, I'm home!
-has always wanted to say that-
Soleil 03/31/17 Rhiannon
Called it in, gonna swing by the grocery store.
Be home in 20ish.
Soleil 03/31/17 Rhiannon
I miss you too, babe.
Want me to pick up dessert?
Soleil 03/15/17 Rhiannon's enthusiasm regarding this fast food caught Soleil off guard once again, and she couldn't help but grin smugly at the woman across from her. She was thrilled to see that Rhiannon had taken such a strong liking to such a simple meal. "That good, huh?" she laughed, sitting back against the red leather booth, "Makes me wonder how you'd react to real food."
Soleil 03/05/17 Soleil wagged her finger. “Not better. Different,” she insisted. Nothing could beat classic rock, that was just a fact of life. That’s why it was called ‘classic’ instead of just ‘old.’ Led Zeppelin, Van Halen, The Who - they were all more her speed than Foreigner and Wham! were, but she was willing to give them a listen since Rhiannon seemed to be rather passionate about their music. She feigned shock and insult, throwing her hand over her heart as if she’d just been attacked.

“Do I know Rumors?” she scoffed playfully, a light of excitement and zeal beginning to shine in her own eyes, “Fleetwood Mac is one of my all time favorite bands! Your namesake, it was released on their self-titled album in 1975. Now, that’s a classic.”
Soleil 02/28/17 "One Direction is not rock music," she states firmly, almost offended that someone, anyone would consider them to be, "Who told you that it was?" She peered over, trying not to let her incredulity known to the other woman. She'd never heard of the bands Rhiannon had mentioned, but she made a mental note of them because she had always been a sucker for new music.

"Of course I like music," she replied, simply, "But, I don't listen to much of the stuff that's on the radio, honestly." She knew she sounded pretentious, but it was a fact. She didn't a lot of the mainstream music they played. Granted, she could enjoy artists like the Weeknd and Drake from time to time. But, in terms of rock and the like, she preferred lesser known bands.
Ophelia Fraye 02/24/17 Ophelia nodded with interest at the meaning behind the lovely name, her heavy, dark hair falling across her shoulder with the motion. However, at the mention of her namesake, she gave a knowing chuckle. “Yes, that would be the one. But there are so many beautiful names from those tragedies, and I don’t think they should be stigmatized just because Shakespeare killed them off! Take the name Juliet for instance. It’s such a pretty name, but do you see it around much? No, because nobody wants to impose a suicide’s name on a baby.” She waved her hand dismissively. “People should make their own stories for names.”

She’d clearly heard her name likened to the tragedy a few times.

Upon hearing that it’d been a while since Rhiannon’s last visit, Ophelia reached into her purse and grabbed a small stack of post-its and a pen. “Well, if you find yourself lonely sometime, you should give me a call. I know some great cafés around here.” She wrote down her name and number with a neat hand and offered the sticky note to Rhiannon.
Ophelia Fraye 02/24/17 Ophelia chuckled delightedly at the exotic woman's wit, not minding the skepticism in the least. "Sugar, if you're a friend to me, then I'm a friend to you." Southern tones wrapped her words in warmth, making it difficult to mistrust the dark haired woman.

She obligingly reached out to shake her hand, a series of colorful bangles upon her forearm jangling merrily with the motion. "Rhiannon? What a pretty name! I'm Ophelia. Have you been in town long?"
Ophelia Fraye 02/23/17 Ophelia's bright green eyes watched the unfamiliar woman as she spoke, her easy, polite smile still in place. "You're very welcome. It's nice to see a new face around here. But.." She leaned in slightly, jokingly bringing up a hand to hide her lips from anyone besides the two of them. "Not everyone is as friendly as they seem in these parts. My advice? Be very skeptical of these people, if you aren't already."
Ophelia Fraye 02/23/17 Ophelia paused upon seeing an unfamiliar face, and offered up a bright smile. "Hi there! You must be new in town. Welcome to the area!"
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