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Moved, and touched she looked at him, showing a gentle smile. Her right hand reached for his face. 'I love you too.' Stevie pulled him closer and kissed his lips softly.
'Such moments do make you realize what's important. Doesn't it?', Alex spoke, inches away from her lips. He saw her nod weakly. 'I've decided not to go back to Argentina. I wanna be here with you, with our baby.'
'Oh Alex', Stevie let out, emotional, pulling him close.
Ingrid pulled up at the side of the road, parking her Ute and getting out. She walked to the river side. 'I've heard about Grace. I'm sorry, if I can be of any help?' Moira looked at her, smiling softly.
'You know, you can', Moira spoke as she stretched her back.
'Just tell me what', Ingrid replied, resting her hands on her hips. Her blonde curls hung loose around her face.
'Marcus is at the south, with Kate. He is pushing it away, really needing some sleep. He hasn't ate anything yet either. Stevie told me he threw up when he saw her body. If you could take him home, you would be of great help'. Ingrid nodded softly to Moira's words.
'If the rich kid isn't too stubborn to acknowledge that', she replied. Her words might sounded careless, but it was clear there was more of a concern to it than anything else. Moira pressed out a smile; knowing she was right. It would take her some power to get him to come home with her.
Patrick sat on a chair, nearly opposite of Tayler, who was seated on her bed. She let both her hand brush through her hair. 'Oh God, I'm so tired', she breathed out.
'Than lay down', he just spoke as he leaned his elbow upon his upper legs and rested his chin into the palm of his hands. He was tired too. It had been a long night, and it was already bright outside. The sun was out there, shining light upon the whole situation.
'What about you?' Patrick just shrugged his shoulders. 'You can come and lay down too, if you want', Tayler said with a sweet voice, softly smile at him. She didn't mind to have him near.
'You don't mind?', Patrick let out, surprised as he lifted his eyebrows. He suddenly sounded a bit cheery, but tried to hide it within a sec.
'No, silly', her voice spoke as she nearly laughed. He was cute, Patrick was cute. And her best mate. If she wanted anyone around now it was him. Tayler saw him act a bit unsure, uncomfortable of what to do as he stood up. 'Just come', she told him as she shifted back upon her bed and opened the sheets for him. He grinned at her.
'I better take my boots off than, hey', he said, sitting down and pulling at his shoe. He glanced over his shoulder with a smirk upon his face. Tayler nearly had to laugh again, as she saw his face, but pressed her lips upon each other. Patrick lay down and pulled the covers up. For a moment they looked at each other, with smiles upon their lips.
