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Fidel nodded slowly, wrapping his mind around her words, as Brittany spoke about how much time they had to get everything done and, well, just how to use it. Though, his cheeks tinted a warm pink when her words became more suggestive, but instead of shying away, he moved to rest an arm around...

"Mmm... Tie would probably be easier, but I'll do the shirt. Seems more... fashionable." Fidel chuckled and took a sip of his coffee, the bitter drink causing his face to grimace a bit - just how he liked it. Again, Brittany's pager went off and she checked it, but he figured it must not have...

Brittany speaking made Fidel break the gaze he bore into the waiter. "Oh? Suit? Right..." His mind was now focusing in on her words and a glance away from her confirmed that the waiter was already taking his leave. "A black suit with a black tie? That's easy." He teased in reference to them...

Fidel nodded intently as he listened to his girlfriend speak, looking between her and the menu, but probably at her more. At the compliment of his massage skills, he stretches his hands and flashes her a smug, cheesy grin. "I'll be happy to help you out. We can't have you stiff and trying to...

Fidel nodded with a small chuckle. "That's true. So, I guess there can never really be too much mush." He gave her shoulders another little squeeze. "But, okay," he nodded again in reference to the pups, "I just wanted Wrinkles to be okay since he has the thing on his leg." As she went on about...

"Mmm... So affectionate today," Fidel murmured as she kissed his face, the pink already spreading its way across his cheeks. "I love you too, Brittany... I'm really not all that great, though," a nervous hand went up to rub the back of his neck. "I stink sometimes, ya know..." He added playfully...

Fidel "Hey, hey, Brittany," he threw an arm around her shoulders and gave her a little squeeze. "No need to get stressed out; I was just chit-chatting, tossing ideas around..." He grinned widely in attempt to offer reassurance. When she moved to tend to her pager, he let his arm fall. "It's...

Fidel He cleared his throat before speaking again, noticing that maybe he got a little too serious. "You're right; you wouldn't do anything." His words almost sounded more like he was convincing himself than simply agreeing with her. His hand held hers a little tighter. "But, yeah, that makes...

Fidel "I think your old attire was just a way to scare off all the jerk guys before they came any closer," he teased. "...See, to me, you were just scary hot." He grinned sheepishly...mostly because he knew that was a terrible joke, but it slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it. "But...

Fidel His blush deepened at her compliment. "So sweet for the princess of darkness," he chuckled and moved his hand to give her hair a playful little ruffle. "I will take you to Spain one day. We'll do everything." He assured her with a grin. "Now, I need you to stop being so cute if we're...

Fidel Brittany's gesture of twining their fingers actually caused Fidel to blush faintly. He had the appearance of a womanizer, but was contrarily quite shy of them. After a long while of dating and this being far from the first time they'd held hands this way, he was actually surprised to see...

Michelle brought up not cooking much and Nanook shrugged. "That's fine with me. That's what mom's for," he chuckled. "But, no, no - on a serious level, that's fine. My parents come from pretty traditional cultures, but they also believed in making sure I knew how to cook. Everyone should be able...

Fidel Fidel watched Brittany as she put on the finishing touches to her look for the day. Being male typically meant he didn't have to put as much effort into his appearance as she did, at least, he wasn't expected to, and that made him appreciate her all the more. He liked her choice of...

A hand discreetly shifted up to cover the newlywed man's mouth as he snickered at the frazzled woman in front of him. It was cute, but he really had to stop laughing at her or else he might give the wrong impression. "It was a joke, Michelle," his hand moved to rest on her shoulder to offer...

Fidel Fidel's eyes hooded just as he leaned in to kiss Brittany, but soon realized he was puckering air and that his girlfriend had disappeared to the other side of the room. A faint blush tinted his cheeks, though his stubble hid most of it, and a hand moved to awkwardly rub the back of...

Fidel "I'll be right out, okay baby?" Fidel heard the door to the shower slide shut again and took that as his cue to exit, clicking the door shut as he slipped away. With a little sigh, he decided to wait on her bed, plopping down on its edge like an impatient little kids whose mommy...

Nanook's lips curved into a reassuring smile as he nodded to her before being captured in a tight embrace. Unexpected, it initially caused him to tense, but he swiftly relaxed into the endearing gesture and gave her a light hug in return, gently patting her back. "Sounds like a plan," he agreed...

Fidel headed upstairs to his room after letting Ciro outside. Looking in his closet, he began sifting through the clothes for some dressy-casual clothing as Brittany suggested. "Okay. Gracias, baby, gracias." He pulled a couple of articles of clothes and tossed them to the bed. "You get clean...

Fidel Fidel listened as she spoke and looked off in thought upon hearing her offer. "Hm... Okay. So, are we going to the coffee shop or just to dinner?" He wanted to be clear. "Just making sure so I know if I should dress fancy now before coming over, or just bring clothes to change into."...

Fidel When Brittany answered the phone, Fidel was met with the pleasant sound of her voice just before it turned into a muddled mess of churning. He pulled the phone away from his ear, looking at it with a confused frown before putting it back to his ear. He had somewhat made out the words...