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I'm Not Gonna Write You a Love Song



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06-15-2013, 01:24 PM (This post was last modified: 06-16-2013, 03:42 PM by Cherokee.)




No emotion that wasn't happiness belonged on Song's beautiful face. It just didn't. That wasn't her. She couldn't be anything but happy. It brought Cherokee's own mood down to see her getting upset over missing her family. He knew how she felt, there were times when he too could feel a little homesickness stirring in his stomach from missing his family, dare he say even his bratty sisters. They were always going to be his family and a part of him would always miss them, but he knew his separation from them had been a good thing. He couldn't have stayed with his family for the rest of his life; that wasn't living. If he hadn't set out on his own and come upon this land, he would've never met Song, the woman he was certain he was going to spend the rest of his life with. And she hadn't left her family, then they would've never met. Things happened for a reason.


There, that signature smile of hers, the one that could light up the entire night. She was going to be okay. She was smiling again, so everything was going to be fine. Cherokee watched her for a long moment, just soaking her features in. The curve of her jaw, the exact color of her eyes, the way the sun danced around her ivory pelt, making it look like she was surrounded by a halo. An angel. That's what she was. His little angel. The thought of that sent his heart fluttering inside his chest. He really liked this woman, really cared about her. He wouldn't be surprised if these strong feelings soon morphed into...love. We don't have to go see them, I would rather not. We will just have to have to make our own someday. His attention snapped away from his thoughts, mismatched eyes going wide as her words registered in his ears. She wanted to have a family with him. A family. As in mini Cherokee's and mini Songs running around. Our...our own family? he managed to stutter, unable to full grasp the concept that Song was already thinking about them having children. If she wasn't meant for him, then he didn't know who.




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