http://father-peter.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] father-peter.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] darker_london 2006-12-03 12:26 pm (UTC)

Peter stood and he hugged Tasha tightly. "You're a treasure, Tasha." He said when he pulled away.

"I agree with this statement!" Aly said, raising her glass of water and finishing it off.

"Indeed, indeed!" Caitlin said, smiling widely at all of them. "If you'll excuse me, that man is gazing in my direction and I must see what he wants." Caitlin headed off towards one of David and Aly's many cousins.

"Oh god, Renee!" Deirdre said, putting her face in her hands in amused annoyance. "She's like...Hello Dolly and Miss Kitty all rolled in to one." Emma snickered and hid her face in Liz's shoulder because that was a perfect description of the force of nature that was Caitlin.

Lavannah did just that. She followed David's lead, her smile getting bigger and bigger. "Look, Christina, I'm dancing!" She squealed.

Kat and Thomas and finished their kiss fest and they were leaning against the wall having a quiet conversation. Thomas smoothed her hair back and he smiled at her softly. "I loved seeing you drum and sing. You're very talented."

"I loved drumming and singing to you! You're amazingly sexy." She flashed him a smile.

"Oh! Thank you!" Thomas chuckled. "You're darn sexy yourself. You want cake, Love?"

Kat shook her head. "The babies aren't in to sweet things today. It sounds like a way bad idea. But I'll watch you eat cake if you need to satisfy your sweet tooth."

Thomas did want cake, but not if Kat wasn't going to be joining him. "I'll have left overs tomorrow. I want to dance with you again."

"Well, sir, that I can handle!" She offered him her hand and let him lead her to the dance floor once again, sliding her arms around his neck as far as she could reach once they had.

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