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# 473Julia- nice of you to share that song that fit to Brad & Angie- once my husband wakes up & eat his morning cherrios I will ask him to load this song in my computer- sure he will do it because he knew i’m a lover fan of Brad & Angie. Thanks again , that is so sweet of you!

can you tell im tired, typo skills have something to be desired! anyway fab fab fab!!!!!

AWW Gitane! That was AWESOME! Right in character with both of them too. I pity Brad the ride home from that last encounter though! I can’t wait for the next installment. But, I promise, I will be patient - your fics are always worth waiting for. Thank you for writing them

((((((((((((GITANE!!!!!)))))))))))))You get back here RIGHT NOW Missy, and FINISH THIS!! Dayum! I feel as frustrated as AJ! :-O LMAO. This was amazing! Next chapter please…hurry…HURRY!

Gitane and Cliniqua:Nice job!

merci! grazie! gracias! thank you!whew! did ya’ll have as much fun reading it as i did writing it? i’m definitely spent! the next chapter is on the way, but not for a while yet…# 482 | CLINIQUAyou and angelina are just going to have find another um, outlet for your frustrations. satisfaction is long in coming, but it’s well worth the wait. ;)

gitane thank for your amazing fanfic.bamzs fanfics writers you rock.have a nice day.

| #474 Gitane |OH ****! You need to update this NOW!!!!

G—where’s the updte…come on give me some heat…come onby the way G- is for Gitane

# 474 | gitane ….wow…love it….i also left a review comment at EA…

Im here looking around like a fool for a bed time read on jolie and pitt, oh well I hope your girls are writting somthing new later, Giltane, cliniqua..?Do not love the look and contentment in jolies eyes in ths family Pick!

this is a work of fiction based purely on my imagination for the enjoyment of BAMZS fans and dedicated to Original jpf…Authors Warning: those of you who have issues with self-pleasuring might want to skip the first paragraph!Laying Down Part IIIAngelina’s breathing came in short, heavy pants. Her heart thudded loudly in her ears and her entire body was dewy with perspiration. She swept her slick fingers from between her legs, rolled over onto her stomach, and swore vehemently. Self-gratification wasn’t a habit for her, and the situation that had led to this decidedly unsatisfying session was truly enfuriating. Her body was still a molten mess, her emotions were scattered and she could not recover from the sensation of Brad’s body covering hers or his tongue in her mouth. She was overheated and alone, her sticky fingers testifying to how deeply he had affected her.Angelina rolled over onto her back again and stared ruefully at the ceiling. Brad’s presence was still heavy in the room. There would be no sleep for her tonight. Tears of frustration and confusion spilled from the corners of her eyes over her temples and into her hair.**********Brad poured himself another drink from the small bar in the cottage he had rented. He drank it quickly and then poured another. He took a deep drag from his cigarette and rolled his head around in the cloud that formed as he exhaled. His thoughts could not reach past Angelina naked and provoking him. He had never been in the presence of such a fierce, magnificent woman. He could still smell her, taste her, feel her, hear her—-she was locked in all of his senses. Brad hoped that the liquor and nicotine would help shake him free of captivity. At least they kept his hands busy and out of his pants. The calming effects of alcohol and nicotine seemed too long in coming. He downed his drink and went back to the bar for another. There would be no sleep for him tonight.**********The phone on her nightstand rang several times before she picked it up. Angelina knew who was calling. Her stomach made a nervous turn as she reached for the cordless receiver.“Good morning,” Brad’s deep voice greeted.Angelina was silent. She was afraid of what she would say if she spoke.“So listen,” Brad continued, realizing that she wasn’t going to return his greeting, “I half-promised Maddox that I’d come over this morning and I don’t want to disappoint him. You made a big deal about me popping in unannounced yesterday, so I thought I’d do the friendly thing and call first. I’ll be over in about twenty. Dress Madd warm. It snowed last night.”*******! Relentless, ruthless, charming *******! Angelina clicked the phone off and threw it in the corner. He was coming over and she couldn’t stop the thrill that raced through her body.Angie took her second cold shower in less than twenty-four hours. She dressed casually in jeans and a black sweater. When she entered his room, she found that Maddox was already awake and excited. “Is Brad here?” he asked with wide, hopeful eyes.“No, but he’s on his way,” she replied.“Yayyyy!” Maddox screamed as he jumped out of bed.Angelina couldn’t help but smile at him and his enthusiasm. Brad may wreak havoc on her senses, but he was good to her little boy. She remembered with a painful pang of guilt that she had accused him of using Maddox to get into her pants. She also remembered the fury in his face after her accusation. Brad had never looked more dangerous. Much to her chagrin, the picture of his inflamed anger brought back the all-consuming heat she’d battled with all night. Angelina let dressing Maddox distract her. She layered his clothes on his little body, making sure that he was warm and well-covered. The doorbell rang just as she settled Maddox down at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal. Angie braced herself and went to the foyer to answer the door.Brad’s frame filled the doorway and her senses. Suddenly, Angelina was back in the tumultuous state of lust and confusion that seemed to be becoming her norm. Brad’s smile was hesitant but warm. She silently stepped aside to let him in to her home.They made their way to the kitchen without speaking. At the entrance to the library they both paused as their eyes caught the sight of Angelina’s clothes in a heap on the floor. They glanced at each other awkwardly and then continued to the kitchen.Maddox leapt out of his seat at first sight of Brad. His breakfast forgotten, he rushed into his playmate’s arms and squeezed him with all the force his toddler arms could muster. Brad laughed and squeezed him back, his blue eyes dancing with delight.“You came! You came!” Maddox sang with excitement.“Of course! I couldn’t let my little buddy down!”Maddox put his hands on Brad’s cheeks and kissed him. Angelina stifled the sharp gasp that almost escaped her. She was the only person Maddox did that to. Something deep inside of her burst. She took a deep breath and watched transfixed as Brad told Maddox his plans for their playdate.“Is that okay with you, Angie?” Brad’s voice penetrated her trance.“What?” she asked as she shook off the spell.“Is it okay if we hang out in the garden and make snowmen?” Brad asked slowly.“Yeah. Sure,” she answered quickly.“Do you want to join us?”Angelina hesitated. It would be fun, but the thought was much too cozy and familial. “No. You two go have fun. I’ve got some things to take care of.”“Okay! It’s just you and me, Maddy!” Brad carried Maddox outside to the garden through the French doors of the kitchen. As soon as they were outside, their laughter came easy and loud as if they were still in the kitchen with her. Angelina poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. With her heart aching painfully within her she watched as the snowman, his snowwife and their snowson rose up from the ground and took shape.To be continued…

Gitane-~~~~~Amazing! I can’t wait to see what happens next! Sorry i didn’t comment on the first chapter. I remember you said you wrote one, but i forgot until now. I love them both! You definately had Angie’s fire in the first one!