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Daphne wasn't specifically looking for Wilke, but he'd been on her mind in the last few days, and not in a good way, or at least not in the way she'd prefer to have him on her mind. The awkwardness between them wasn't just going to go away on its own, she knew. It was time for them to have a serious conversation, as much as those sucked to have.

When she spotted him on the beach, she decided there was no time like the present--although she did allow herself a few minutes to psyche herself up and to watch him as he moved, playing lacrosse with the waves. She smiled, her eyes running appreciatively over his body, then squared her shoulders and moved purposefully across the beach. "Wilke!"

2012-09-05 16:29 (UTC)
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Wilke brushed his thumb over her cheek. "You're important to me, too, Daph. Have been for a long time."

That, more than the boredom, was the hardest part about coming here. He'd taken a six month jump backwards on this particularly crappy emotional roller coaster.Here he thought the worst moment would have been Joey's, or when she'd shot him the big puppy eyes about Emmett's fund raising shit.

But that was different. He wasn't about to hold this Daphne accountable for shit she hadn't done yet. Christ, it all gave him a headache.

2012-09-09 14:10 (UTC)
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"I'm trying, Daphne," Wilke said with as much of a smile as he could manage, "guess I've just got to try harder."

And in the spirit of trying harder, he asked a question that had pretty much been lodged in his throat since this whole thing began. "So. How is it going with him?"

2012-09-10 00:42 (UTC)
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Wilke had no idea how that made him feel. He'd spent two months of this walking on eggshells with Daphne and the prick was...what? Waiting for an engraved invitation? If he thought there was a way he could talk to the dick without using his face as a punching bag, he'd be seeking the guy out to ask what, exactly, his fucking deal was.

"Oh," he laughed, a little hollowly. "I'm sorry just doesn't seem like the right thing to say, or it doesn't feel right anyway. I guess I don't understand it. Why ask if he's not going to act on it or anything?"

2012-09-10 02:13 (UTC)
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Wilke didn't agree with that so much, since all of this affected him, too, but that was just retracing the past and he wasn't a real fan of going in circles.

Still, he couldn't keep from tracing his finger down her cheek. "I want that, too."

2012-09-10 02:35 (UTC)
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Wilke wanted to say yes, wanted to say it and mean it. At the same time, he didn't want to lie to her, either. He was still ego-shaken from losing out to the possibility of another guy...again. "I think so," he said instead. "Unless you find what you're looking for with him."

2012-09-10 03:42 (UTC)
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"As much as we can on a beach," Wilke said after a long moment's silence, during which he called himself several choice names, none of them very flattering. Then he opened his arms to her.

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