Rɪᴄᴇ.

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[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes > want Princess but I’m the father and /I/ get a say.”

His demeanour may have seemed at ease but the jumper was anything but. Hyper aware of his vulnerable location he shuffled a little closer to her...just in case.

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >diner, straight into the bluest eyes he had burned to memory that peered at him over the top of a milkshake glass.
“Of all the places,” his voice was low, tension radiating from his tall frame as he approached /her/ table with his head tilted.
“Full yet?”

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes > hardly model parents, Brooke but for gods sake, parents we are. I can’t keep apologising for leaving and /we/ can’t keep denying this pregnant isn’t real and that child you’re carrying, deserves the /both/ of us to do our best by he or she. Hate me all you>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes Sighing with equal deepness, AJ flopped to his butt in the dirt beside the infuriating woman he loved unequivocally but who could test his patience like no other. He rest his forearms across his bent knees and shrugged then cleared his throat.

“We’re>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@DashingCly She loves me.

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

Your girl is a bish, @DashingCly.

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >the sincerity swinging within their azure depths.

“It’s time to grow up, Brooke. I don’t give a fuck if I have to take you to outer fucking Mongolia to get you to talk to me. And talk to me you will minus the tantrums. Our baby deserves more than this.”

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes together. He closed his eyes and inhaled a cleansing breath as his head dropped backwards. Fresh air filled his lungs, the peace of the mountain top calming the myriad of emotions warring within. After taking a few seconds to compose himself, his eyes opened,>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >top of a mountain, miles from the city with nowhere for, Brooke to run was where they both appeared a second later.

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >call the shots anymore, princess.”
If she wanted to run her mouth once and for all, she was going to get her wish...somewhere she couldn’t run from him again.
“Close your eyes,” he murmured against her ear before their surroundings became a blur and stood on>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >date and as he appeared just to the side of the entrance door, his mouth drew into a firm line once he’d read the texted reply that fired up his cell.
“Tough fucking shit,” he muttered, stuffing the phone back into his pocket while pushing his way into the>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >starving. Plucking up his keys, he shoved his wallet into his jeans pocket and blurred from his apartment to the only place he wanted to eat in, the best burger joint in the city. It seemed like a lifetime ago since he brought, Brooke here on their first>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >stake...his child’s life.

Pacing his penthouse apartment for the millionth time, a frustrated sigh fell from his lips when his stomach grumbled. He’d run his ass off this morning and arranging tonight’s meal and the obsessive checking of his cell has left him>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >shit out of him but turned him on too. Brooke was fire, his heart still bore the residual burn of her love and whilst he knew full well this entire situation was down to his failings, he wasn’t prepared to allow her bullshit this time. Not when a life was at>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes He’d felt tense since sending, Brooke that text earlier that day and, AJ was brooding, his mood pensive as he checked his cell every five minutes for a reply. He knew damn fucking well how stubborn she was, it was one of those traits of hers which annoyed the>

[Rɪᴄᴇ. @DynamiqBlur]

@TrickOfABarnes >the sweat from his forehead and hit the elevator button. Brooke wasn’t getting everything her own way...not this time.