A Lonely Heart's Wish | By : shaliscarai Category: +G through L > Gargoyles Views: 9056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Gargoyles/Disney related but the original character, Eve Anderson, is from my own mind and is not a character of Disney. I get no pay and am only doing this for fun |
After dinner, they curl up on the couch and she tells him how her grandfather had come to this farm. He gently strokes her side, letting her talk well into the night. When she finally falls silent, he looks down and smiles at her sleeping against his side. He gently gathers her into his arms, carrying her back to the bedroom.
He settles her under the blankets, brushing the hair from her face. Not feeling the slightest bit tired, he quietly roams the house. He looks at every picture, trinket, and heirloom, trying to see more into her family’s past. Ever since he stepped on the property, he has felt a strange energy that has calmed him and it bothers him that he should be so at ease. He hopes any information he can glean will help him figure out what exactly is bothering him. As the sun rises, he still has found no clue as to why he feels the way he does. Knowing she will wake soon, he rummages in the kitchen and finds enough stock to make pancakes and sausages. He stops stirring the batter and looks up as a truck comes up the drive. Wiping his hands on a towel, he watches Justin pull around to the barn and begin feeding those horses nearby in the corrals. With a twitch of his lips showing a ghost of a smile, Owen goes back to preparing breakfast. Eve stirs, the smell of sausage slowly waking her senses. She reaches out across the bed, feeling the emptiness beside her. Her eyes open as she rolls over, glancing around the bedroom. Not seeing Owen, she climbs out of bed and pulls the robe back on before following the smell to the kitchen. She stops at the edge of the doorway, a smile spreading across her face as she watches Owen doing something domestic for a change. “I hope you don’t believe I am not that hungry.” She nods towards the piled plate of pancakes next to him as he glances back at her. “Actually, I thought we could put the rest in the fridge for tomorrow morning as well.” He pulls the sausages off the skillet and carries both plates to the table. “Unless you don’t plan on shopping for food soon.” She chuckles, grabbing a plate and settling down next to him at the table. “We’ll shop after I check on the babies.” “Are you expecting difficulties?” He watches her intently while he eats. She chews, thinking for a few moments. “Yes and no. Most of the mares shouldn’t have any problems. Only one mare really needs watched and she won’t let just anyone near her.” She sees him frown and sets down her fork with a sigh. “Mystique has always been a finicky mare, even as a baby. Grandfather and I could handle her but she would try to hurt anyone else. She won’t even allow anyone but me near her foals.” “Should I be worried?” He picks up his plate and puts it in the sink. She shakes her head and quickly finishes. “Not really. I think I’m more worried about you being too sore after a day of riding.” He pulls her to her feet, holding her tight against him. “I will never be too sore.” He kisses her softly, but passionately. She moans against his lips, deepening the kiss. His hands slide under her robe, one hand cupping and stroking her breast. She starts to slide out of her robe when a shrill whistle breaks the silence. She steps away from him, sighing in disappointment. “Justin, must be here already.” She turns away and grabs her plate, taking it to the sink. “Unfortunately.” He follows her back the bedroom and watches her as she begins to get dressed. She sees him watching her and chucks one of his shirts at him. “Come on. Get dressed before the horses get anxious.”
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