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[icon] There are times that I wonder if I am entirely too lucky. - Marcus Constantine
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Subject:There are times that I wonder if I am entirely too lucky.
Time:05:58 pm
I should have known she couldn't leave work alone. Not that I'm surprised at all, but I do recall once being the one in charge. I shouldn’t complain, everything was well under her control.

I was worried if there would be repercussions from the previous evening. Apparently there was no need, though we did manage to come to some agreement finally. I never asked for it, because I was content with the way things were. Well, more so. At least now I hope she’ll cease ambushing me, using her words of course. Philip and she do seem to agree on one thing, she is dangerous. Still, I think I enjoy her particular danger.

Marcus walked into the museum, easily bypassing security as well as the velvet barricade that blocked the section of the wing still being readied from the rest of the museum.

Amy was pointing out a wrong section in small precise words to an intern who looked ready to cry.

Marcus was standing behind her waving off the intern to whatever duty they had been taken away from for this lecture.

Amy turned to see who had dared, glare fading to a smile as she saw Marcus. "Hello, darling, how are you?"

He smiled, "Oh, I'm fine. And how are you? Keeping busy?"

She offered him her arm. "About to get coffee, actually. Come with me?"

Marcus took her arm, "I would love to. I thought you were going to leave them alone today?"

"Leave them alone?"

"That is what I believed, yes."

"I'm being perfectly nice, darling."

"She looked utterly terrified," Marcus nodded, referring to the intern he had rescued.

Amy waved a hand. "She'll be fine. I was simply pointing out- nicely- a mistake she'd made."

"Nicely, of course how could I have made such an error?" Marcus chuckled, "So, coffee?"

Amy opened the door to the nearly empty cafeteria and walked toward the coffee. She got them both cups, filling them and handing Marcus his, waiting until he brought it up to sip before asking "Did you have a nice night?"

Marcus' brow furrowed before he pulled the cup down and muttered, "Why did you wait for me to drink before asking me that?"

"I wanted to see if you'd do a spit take." she teased, smiling.

"It was hard not to," Marcus smirked and sat down at one of the cafeteria tables, "It was... pleasant."

"I'm glad."

"Where did you go this morning?" Marcus asked curiously, "Here?"

"At about four." She nodded.

"Oh..." Marcus nodded, "Should I be expected any more of these evenings any time soon?"

"If you want them." Amy said quietly, looking down as she toyed with her cup.

"And if I don't?" Marcus asked keeping his voice soft.

"Then I won't lose anymore games to Phillip." She said simply.

Marcus nodded, "Just as long as I know ahead of time."

"I ambushed you." She said with a hint of apology.

"You did," Marcus said, feigning anger. Still, he smiled.

"I love you." she said tentatively.

"I love you," Marcus took her hand. "I could have lived without the other night."

Amy entwined their fingers. "But you wanted it."

"I did, passively," Marcus admitted. "Though a night or a morning with you means a great deal more. I spoke quite a bit of you since."

"Good." Amy said firmly. "Because you're married to me."

"Really? I guess it's not safe to say I haven't noticed," Marcus grinned.

"Not if you like your testicles." Amy smiled sweetly.

That had made Marcus cough into what was left of his coffee. He set the cup aside and forced a smile, "That was not necessary."

"I should hope not."

Marcus smirked and shook his head, "Philip, by the way, sends his regards."

"As well he should." Amy said tartly

"Now, Amy, you were the one who set him up," Marcus reminded.

"I know."

Marcus nodded, "So it doesn't help to be sharp with him. I'm sure you can find some way to turn this to your advantage anyway."

"Of course I will." Amy smiled sweetly.

Marcus smiled in return, "He also thinks you're devious and dangerous."

"He's not wrong!"

"You will not be finding argument from me, though it's not as if I mind at all," Marcus laughed.

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Time:2004-09-28 05:15 am (UTC)
You have an amazing wife, Marcus. I'm sure you know that already, but it bears repeating.
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Time:2004-09-28 05:25 am (UTC)
Trust me, I know quite well. But I'll pass along the compliment.
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Time:2004-09-28 12:16 pm (UTC)
You know, if she threw the game, I owe her a story. I'll have to have you both over for dinner some night. I promise it won't be a story about you.
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[icon] There are times that I wonder if I am entirely too lucky. - Marcus Constantine
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