{"id":26083,"date":"2013-07-14T21:07:24","date_gmt":"2013-07-14T21:07:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/07\/14\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-23\/"},"modified":"2013-07-14T21:07:24","modified_gmt":"2013-07-14T21:07:24","slug":"incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-23","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/07\/14\/incredibly-gifted-faker-iamthefirechild-23\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

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Summer shrieked a smothered giggle when he picked her up. \u201cLooks to me,\u201d she told him, looking down, \u201clike you just wanted your hands on me.\u201d Utterly impudent now, in spite of the pink tingeing her cheekbones, she pulled him along. \u201cI know exactly where. So come on!\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cI wanted my hands on you?\u201d Robert shook his head, waving his hand absent-minded in the air. \u201cYou know, as well as I do, that you were the one who wanted your hands on me. Or, wanted me to put my hands on you. Either way.\u201d It was a joke she made, but Robert couldn\u2019t help himself. He usually tried to be the one with the last laugh as far as he was concerned. \u201cAlright, alright, lead the way, just make sure not to pull my arm out of the socket while doing so. I kind of need it for my career.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll put it back!\u201d she protested. \u201cBut you aren\u2019t the actor I think you are if you can\u2019t get around the loss of an arm.\u201d They didn\u2019t have far to go, so she left her bike propped up while she led him to where they could see the bike rental place. Going behind him, Summer gave a little push. \u201cGo on, I have to get mine back.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Did you just joke about putting my arm back after you tear it off? I may be one hell of an amazing actor, but I\u2019ll have you know it won\u2019t be as easy as you think to play certain roles with only one arm. Plus the image isn\u2019t all that wonderful either.” With that shove against his back, Robert pretended to stumble a bit, fixing his glasses into place. \u201cI\u2019m going, I\u2019m going. No need to shove.” With a quick smile and wave of his hand, Robert got busy, filling out the paperwork and snatching himself up a bike for the day. He\u2019d have to admit it had been some time since he had ridden, that\u2019s for sure. Before long, he was back at Summer\u2019s side, bike at his side. \u201cJust around the park, you said?”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Unless you wanted something different.” She swung her leg over the bike, balancing precariously on her tiptoes. “You were the one who suggested Central Park.” With a nudge, she got the front pedal into place and pushed off, wheeling in a wide circle around Robert before striking back down the way she’d come. There were more than enough tangled paths just in the southernmost part of the park to keep them busy for an hour or so.<\/p>\n

She pedaled a little harder, intending to sweep back around to him, and accidentally shot herself off the path. Trying to recover, she jackknifed the bike, tangled her feet in the body trying to dismount, and ended up in an awkward, skin-scraping sprawl on the pavement, breathing sharp and fast. Somewhere in the midst of landing, she said, “Shit. Oww.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

incredibly-gifted-faker: iamthefirechild: incredibly-gifted-faker: iamthefirechild: Summer shrieked a smothered giggle when he picked her up. \u201cLooks to me,\u201d she told him, looking down, \u201clike you just wanted your hands on me.\u201d Utterly impudent now, in spite of the pink tingeing her cheekbones, she pulled him along. \u201cI know exactly where. So come on!\u201d \u201cI wanted my … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,2226],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26083"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26083"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26083\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26083"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26083"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26083"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}