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Post by bryce on Jul 2, 2012 13:51:03 GMT -7
Bryce was actually having fun. He liked the way she moved against him. He was a mature man after all and the way she ground against him was turning him one. When she moved away from him and started back to the table. Bryce turned his head to watch her wondering what was going on. He saw her foot go out from under her and Bryce moved to speak but everything happened quickly.
He watched as she went down and smacked her head off the table. Bryce stood there for a moment longer and then hurried forward. Other people had stood as well but Bryce pushed through them. He turned her head so that he could see the spot of her head she had hit. There was a little bit of blood and a large bump.
"Ok..." He told her softly. "It's time to head home I think." Bryce took up her purse and then finished his own drink. He picked her up and then slung her gently over his shoulder. His hand was just under her rear holding her dress down. Bryce carried her out of the building and then stood on the sidewalk. He looked around until he spotted her car. It was the same car she had driven to his shop. Bryce started towards it.
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Post by spaceypoos2 on Jul 2, 2012 14:25:46 GMT -7
Regina hit the table hard with her head and fell straight down, and was knocked out for a few minuites. She woke up while she was resting in Bryce's arms and seemed to be examining her thirley. "Wwhat hhappened?" she muffled, as she started to roll her eyes in the back of her head.
"OK...It's time to head home I think", he said to her when he reached for her purse and then threw Regina over his shoulder gently and carried her outside. She wasn't feeling good bouncing on her stomache while Bryce was walking with her over his shoulder, and with a mild concussion to boot. This would be a story around Storybrook for sure.
Regina with blood dripping from her head onto the pavement, and with her eyes slightly open she could see her car comming near herself. "Wait..", Regina said with all her might. "No one drives my car...and you have been drinking as much as me" she concluded. She felt very nautious now, and didn't know what to expect.
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Post by bryce on Jul 2, 2012 15:14:06 GMT -7
"Wait.." She told him and Bryce sighed. "No one drives my car...and you have been drinking as much as me" she concluded. Bryce reached the car now. He bent slightly and then set her on her feet. One arm was around her waist and he held her against him as he fished out the car keys. He hoped that she did not mind him in her purse. It was not as if he was going to steal anything.
"Please, Mrs. Mayor. I am not the one that fell down. And I will be careful I am level enough. Trust me." He met her eyes and then opened the car door and opened it for her. "When we get to your place, I'll take care of the wound. Bryce steered her into the car and then once she was inside, he closed the door. He moved around the front of the big car and then slid in behind the wheel. HE started up the car and then looked to her. "Where do you live?"
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Post by spaceypoos2 on Jul 2, 2012 18:44:04 GMT -7
Regina sat there in the passenger seat watching Bryce rummle through her things, but she was in slight pain really to care at the moment. "If your wanting the key's they are in my purse" she said as she hung her head in pain. She lifted her head up again and sputtered at him, "You still can't drive my car...I love this car, and you are going to get pulled over" she said in a stressed voice.
She then heard Bryce speak loud and clear. "Please, Mrs. Mayor. I am not the one that fell down. And I will be careful I am level enough. Trust me...when we get to your place, I'll take care of the wound.. ..where do you live?". She was in no shape to argue. He was responable for her and her car if anything happened, but she also felt a bit safe since he did sound level enough.
She heard the car turn on and she said there feeling weird that someone else was driving her car. "Bryce!!", she screamed at him just as the car was starting to move. "My seatbelt?" she said as she sat there drunk as hell and in alot of pain, as blood dripped onto her clothing.
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Post by bryce on Jul 11, 2012 10:17:06 GMT -7
Bryce jumped nearly out of his skin when she screamed his name. The car had only moved a few inches and was not even out of the parking space when he slammed on the brakes and it jerked to a stop. Her seat belt??? She almost gave him a heart attack over her seat belt? Bryce bit the inside of his cheek and then leaned across her fastening her seat belt for her.
The fact that she was mayor and that the beer was making him feel more and more aroused kept him from snapping at her right now.
His eyes fell on the blood on her shirt. Bryce knew that head wounds bled heavily. He knew that she was most likely in pain and more than a little drunk. Chances were he was not even going to get anything tonight. Maybe he should just drop her off , get her inside and then go home... He would see how things went.
Once she was strapped in and so was he, Bryce start off again. He made it to the house without any major incidents and then when he had parked in her driveway, Bryce got out and then moved to the passenger door and opened it. He unfastened the seat belt again and then offered a hand to help her out of the car.
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