Kidnapped

Tara: "I'm not trying to starve myself! I'm just not in the mood," I chanced a glance at Rose who was still joyously stabbing 'my face'. Hmph.

Aiden: "You're not leaving this table until you eat at least half of your pancakes." I said firmly.

Rose: Internally, I snickered. Tara was behaving like a little kid. And Aiden was playing Mr. Mom. Ha.

Tara: "You remind me of my stepmother," I grimaced. "I'm not eating if I'm not hungry, geez. Why do you think most Americans are so obese?"

Aiden: "Well, would you rather be anorexic? Besides, it's a waste of money."

Tara: "It's my money we're spending," I pointed out, then touched my not-anorexic-tummy "And I'm not anorexic!"

Aiden: "If you don't eat you'll turn anorexic! Come on, Tara. You haven't eaten much since we escaped. Eat. Or I'll cry." I threatened.

Tara: I took the tiniest bit possible. "There, I ate."

Aiden: "More than that." I complained. Jeez, what was up with her? Was it Rose?

Tara: I caught Aiden's eye and nodded to say 'yes, that's why', having read his thoughts. I grudgingly took a few more bites.

Aiden: Ah. I guess I'll talk with Rose later. "Good girl." I smiled

Tara: "You're treating me like I'm a dog or something," I mumbled and luckily the server came back over with the bill. I quickly paid it, and my leg began to bounce as I impatiently waited for the other two to finish.

Rose: I munched on some bacon, clearing the plate quickly. I set down my fork on the plate.

Aiden: Luckily my plate was almost empty when the waiter came. I shoved the last bite in my mouth, "We ready?"

Tara: "I think so," I didn't bother asking Rose, since she hadn't answered my last question. We left IHOP and walked back to the hotel...

((Should we skip through most of the day or...?))

(sure. but i don't have much time left online.)

((aw do you want to wait until tomorrow then?))

(prolly a good idea.)

((okay that's fine))

(back!)

(yay! Where should we skip to?)

(that evening. they've all been hanging in their rooms.)

Rose: I spent the rest of the day in my room, and only saw Aiden long enough to get money for room service. Thank God it was him, and not Tara I had to talk to. I was good at holding a grudge. I changed into another cami and pajama pants, and flicked on the TV. I decided to watch the Simpsons. I had nothing better to do.

Aiden: The rest of our day was separated in our rooms. Rose did whatever Rose did, and I only saw her when she asked for money for room service. Night fell over the Wyoming sky, and I pulled off my shirt and walked into the bathroom to change pants. I walked out. "So, what you wanna do tonight?" I asked Tara.

Tara: "I think," I hesitated for a second, but my eyes twinkled. This was a big step, but I really wanted it. It was reckless, but I had never been reckless in my life. This could make up for all those times I had kept my head out of the clouds. I walked over to Aiden, already in my 'pajamas', and put both my hands on his abs. Then I smiled and went on my toes to kiss him. "I'm ready."

Aiden: "Really?" I asked.

Tara: "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it," I cocked my head to the side with a smirk, using his words from when he had tried to convince me of something.

Aiden: She used my own words against me. Smart girl. "Well then." I said, and swept her off her feet. "M'lady, prepare for the most enchanting night of your life." I said, smiling.

Tara: I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me over to the bed...X.x.x.X

(Cue Rose)