Date: 2012-02-06 03:40 am (UTC)
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"No-fucking-way," he blurts out, grabbing her tightly around the waist [fingertips still half down the back of her pants, whatever] and standing up only to swing her in a circle. She barely weighs anything and he's a big strong BAMF NYPD officer of the law, bitches, and he can do shit like that for his girl. "I am so fucking proud of you, baby. So fucking proud. You're so fucking amazing and I fucking knew you could do it, I always knew you could do it."

He almost wants to ask if she'll make a commemorative MySpace video just for this, but if he asks, then she might get an idea, and he kind of had plans for tonight that involved the two of them, no clothes, and randomly opening a new photographic Kama Sutra book and testing out whatever position's on the page. MySpace videos aren't on the schedule.

He sets her down on the floor, gently, and brushes his lips over the wet tracks of tears on her cheeks, smooths a hand over the stray waves of hair framing her face. "I'm the fucking luckiest dude right now, 'cause I get to be with you when you own this shit. You wanna call everybody and tell 'em the good news? I got my phone, I'll turn the TV off and you can tell everybody to keep their eyes out for that Tony."
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