More Than Darkness
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This is a crossover smutty story featuring the character of
Tess/Salida ie Tess' Voice in Neon
More Than Eyes Alone Can See, and More
Than Life, and Sands/Jeffrey from Merrie's OUATIM fic on ff.net, Darkness
Rising. This story will make some sense, probably, if you read it without
having read either of our stories, but it'll make a hell of a lot more if you
just read them. They're all worth reading, we promise. Anyway, on with the
show.
Rated for what has happened, and what might happen.
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Salida took her time walking home.
since she’d spent more time there than he had, she’d learned some of the
She didn’t want him to pass her in the taxi he’d called for, didn’t want
him to see the look on her face.
It was a hard thing
to realize that your marriage was doomed from the beginning, that no matter how
hard you tried, you were going to loose the man you loved.
she’d tried not to think about it. She
was still trying not to think about
it. It was bad enough that the separation
was going to come without actually dwelling on it.
most of her time with Jeffrey, and that started with making him realize that
nothing had happened last night.
couldn’t move past, nothing worth remembering . . .
However, an hour
and a half later, when she arrived at the front doors of their hotel, she still
had no idea what she was going to do.
nodded to the doorman.
With heavy feet,
she took the stairs to her floor and walked slowly to her door.
it and stepped inside.
Salida gasped.
Jeffrey dead by his own hand, and she panicked, becoming desperate to find
him. “Jeffrey?” she called, walking
through the mess of a living room towards their room.
Answer me!”
Making a quick
search of the rooms, Salida determined that Jeffrey wasn’t in the suite.
causing havoc somewhere, the police coming with guns, and Jeffrey ending up in
jail, the hospital, or worse. It never occurred
to her that Sands could be in control.
been here. But no one was.
Think, Salida. Just slow down,
and think. Sitting down on the
floor, on top of a scattered couch cushion, Salida tried to think of where
Jeffrey could be. It took her awhile to
calm down enough to think clearly, and when she was finally able to, the phone
rang.
'> Part of her wanted
to ignore it, but the more excitable part said that was the call she was
dreading. And if it had anything to do
with Jeffrey, she couldn’t ignore it.
Decision made, she
sprang for the phone. “Hello?”
“Is this Mrs.
Salida Sands’, room 1171?” a woman's voice addressed her.
“Yes,” she said,
hating the tremble in her voice.
“This is Margaret
an early grave. I got your number from
the hotel directory assistance. Now
normally I don’t do this, but I think you should get down here as soon as
possible. He’s not in a good way, and he’s
threatened me if I don’t keep refilling his glass.”
Salida silently
groaned and gave thanks that the woman wasn’t already dead.
they weren’t sure where his gun was.
Perhaps Sands had it somewhere. “Thank
you,” she said quietly. “I was just
looking for him. I’ll be down as soon as
I can.” Hanging up, Salida dragged
herself to her feet and went back into the hallway.
got to the lobby, she took a left towards the small bar.
It wasn’t difficult
to locate her husband. He was the only
one in the room besides the bartender.
He was sitting on a stool and nursing a drinkh hih his back towards her.
she knew she’d willingly stay at his side until the choice was taken from her.
On silent feet, she
approached the dejected figure and took a seat.
She didn’t bother saying anything, just looked at the woman who’d called
her and ordered a coke and rum. When it
came to her, she stirred it with the straw, watching the carbonation fizz and
swirl as she waited for Jeffrey to say something.
“That fucking
bartender bitch has got a big fucking mouth,” Jeffrey muttered, knocking back
the rest of his scotch before raising his glass and rattling the ice cubes
within together. The bartender cast
Salida a glance before filling it up all the way to the brim and walking away.
only single shots. He took a large drink
before swiveling on his stool to look at her.
“I was up in the
room,” she said, eyeing his glass.
thought. Meeting his eyes again, she
asked, “What happened?”
“Oh that?
he said with a clear slur tinting his words before ta ano another long drink of
scotch. “The room paid the fucking
price, I’m afraid. You know he’s still
up here,” he tapped his temple. “But I
think he’s fucking drunk,” he said in a stage whisper before laughing softly.
She ignored that as
irrelevant. “What did you have a fight
over?” she asked, watching him closely.
“Eh, I don’t
fucking remember. You probably.
though. He just fucking yelled.
Salida stopped him
before he could. “You’ve had enough,
lover,” she said quietly as he fought her.
“If you really want to hurt me, just keep drinking and acting
indifferent to me. Or if that’s too much
for you to handle, why don’t you just rip my heart out of my chest and tear it
to shreds in front of my eyes? It’d
probably be less painful.”
“All I ever fucking
do is hurt you anymore. If it’s not what
. . . I did last night, then it’s fucking arguing with Sands and fuck knows
what else. Now give me back that fucking
drink. And wan wanted to fucking . . . ignore
you . . . I could have. I’m good at
fucking ignoring . . . other people.”
“You’re drunk,” she
said flatly. “You don’t mean that, and
even if you did, it’d be a lie. You’d be
lying to yourself. You
who can make me happy. You’re the only
person who cares if I even exist. But if
you really want to give up on me, and us, then I suppose I’m really not needed
anymore. I can just as easily fight Tess
to make her take over again as I can to make you at least pretend to care.”
said, “He’s cut off. If he gets upset,
then remind him that I’m the one that cut him off and tell him to take it up
with me.” Then she got up as if she were
going to leave.
“Don’t.
. . . care. You know I do,” he said,
grabbing her arm almoalmost falling off of the chair as she moved to stand.
“I know you’re
to make you believe that I love you enough to cover any injury you think you’ve
given me. And I don’t know how to convince
you. I can’t convince you.” Despite
her words, she took him by the arm and steadied him.
you’re sleeping this off.”
“Fine,” he grumbled
turning to look at the bartender one last time and shooting her with his
finger. “Bang, you’re dead,” he said
with a slight laugh. “What about . . .
what’s her name? Sands’ . . .
girlfriend? Isn’t she going to come soon
or something?” he asked with a confused frown, rising none-to-steadily on his
feet with Salida’s help. “That’s how all
of this . . . started you know. . . She
made you mad. Which made me mad.
“I don’t know when
she’s going to be back, but I got the feeling that it wouldn’t be until after
dark, and it’s just past
to the elevator.
“Oh.
. huh?” he mused with a laugh as they stepped into the elevator.
leaning against her heavily.
“You’re a lot
drunk,” she said baldly, not in the mood to sugar coat the truth for him.
I love you anyway.”
The rest of the
rids cos completed in silence.
With her and
and
still leaning heavily on her shoulders, Salida got them both back to their
suite. Unlocking the door she led him
inside, then walked him to the bedroom.
Letting him fall to the mattress, she crossed the room to close the
curtains, then came back to tug off his shoes.
“Get some sleep, Jeffrey. We’ll
talk when’re ’re sober.” She hoped to
talk to Sands before then and find out what had really happened, but she wasn’t
going to count on that happening.
“That is not,
fucking fair. He does all the drinking
and yet I’m still going to be stuck with the fucking hangover later,” Sands
mumbled into the bed, not moving to look at her.
“Is Jeffrey asleep,
Sands?” Salida asked wearily.
“Asleep?
Passed out? That’d be a big
fucking yes.”
Salida nodded.
yourself off the bed, let me know. I
have a room to set straight. Not that I
blame you. I should have known better
than to leave Jeffrey when he was in a mood like that.”
the living room.
She’d gotten as far
as putting the cushions back on the couch when she ran out of energy.
as tears started trailing out from under her eyelids.
think I’ve been getting enough sleep lately, she thought for her excuse.
“Well this is
fucking fun,” Sands voice murmured as he emerged from the bedroom, keeping his
weight against the wall as he walked. “My
bed’s more comfortable,” he murmured when she looked at him confusespanspan
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Although, if you want to talk about why the
fucking room looks like a sty, I seem to be able to keep a straight thought.
thoughts I think I can manage. Probably.”
“What happened?”
she asked, wiping her face. “What made
him lose it like this?”
Sands had the grace
to look somewhat sheepish. “I was
digging him about it, trying to make him talk.
two of you and he just lost it. He started
in your bathroom – tore the place to shreds – before working his way out here.
which you seem to have interrupted. A
little late,” he commented, gesturing to his swaying, drunken state, “But
fucking better late than never.”
“Did he tell you
anything?” she asked, a bit of wistfulness in her voice.
remember. He thought it was better that
way. Protecting me from himself after
the fact, I suppose.”
“Do you really want
to hear this, sunrise?” Sands asked. He
wasn’t trying to be coy, he just wanted to make sure.
“I need to know
what’s wrong before I can help him,” she pointed out.
to.”
“From what I
understand you two got into one hell of a fight.
off and locking yourself in the bathroom, leaving him lying on the bed and more
than a little . . . frustrated. Needless
to say, he was about as fucking happy at the situation as I would have been,
which isn’t very fucking much. He broke
the door down. Now, I’m not entirely
certain on all the details, but what I know is this; you wanted to be left
alone, you told him as much. But
somehow, he got the idea that you were lying and . . . took you . . . by force,”
he said, looking down at the carpet and not meeting her eyes.
there was a good deal of shaunniunning through him right now.
Salida wanted to
cry. “That’s basically what he told me,”
she whispered. “I doI don’t hurt.
hurt. I wouldn’t have been prepared for
him, and it would have hurt. But I don’t.
He wouldn’t rape me. Not really.”
“Can you prove it?”
Sands asked her in a quiet voice.
No.
The memory of her psychotic husband trying to kill her and her own
to do that. She slowly shook her head.
But I have faith in Jeffrey, because that’s what love is.
Believing the best. And I believe
that Jeffrey would never do that.”
“I think that’s the
problem. He doesn’t believe that he would never do that.
That’s what being psychotic is.
You can’t ever stop yourself once you go over that edge.
wanted to kill that prick today? Sure,
he was as annoying as hell and I’m not upset that he’s dead, but I didn’t
really want to kill him at all.
Do you understand what I’m saying with this?
himself one of these times, and he’ll hurt you again.
call it.”
“Is there anyway I
can make him believe otherwise?” She
knew she sounded, weak, pitiful, and desperate, but she didn’t care.
“I honestly don’t
fucking know,” Sands said wearily. “Maybe.
Maybe not.
lose control and try to kill the people around him?
I say no fucking way to that. Beyond
that, I don’t have any answers for you.”
Salida ran a shaky
hand through her hair. what you could tell me.” Getting off the
couch, still tired to her very bones, she starting straightening things again.
“You’re welcome,”
Sands said slowly. “Now if that’s all, I
think I’m going to go pass out now,” he said, moving away from the doorframe to
Jeffrey and Salida’s room and making a slow progression towards his own.
Before he could
disappear entirely, Salida asked quietly, “Do you remember that time you asked
if I took the whole ‘til death do us part’ thing seriously?”
Sands paused and
turned to look at her, “Yes. And as I
recall, you do.”
Salida nodded.
that. I’m not leaving.”
he kills me.
“We’rystaystal.
seeming to have heard her thoughts.
staying when it might very well be the death of me?”
Sands sighed, not
really feeling up to answering such questions, but doing it anyway since this
seemed to be the first real
conversation they had ever had. n stn style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “I don’t
know about the insane part, I think we’re all a little fucking light in the
head to be honest, but I do know this: the reason you stay with him, even
knowing that someday you mand und up dead . . . is because you love him.
alright? And love is probably one of the
most fucked up emotions on this planet.
smile. It convinces us that
“But . . . but I’m
And if I die – if he kills me – I
wiave ave caused his death. But I’m not
strong enough to leave.”
Sands slumped down
to the ground and leaned against the wall, the room spinning slightly.
conversation. “You really think that
still wouldn’t leave. He’s a selfish
fucking bastard who loves you too much to say goodbye.
Salida saw that he
was in no condition to be having this conversation, and moreover, heard the
tone in his voice. She got the feeling
that he was talking from experience, but she also knew it wasn’t her place to
pry. “I’m sorry.
sleep. I shouldn’t be laying my problems
on you. Go ahead and go to bed.
civil.”
“I appreciate that,
but if you want to talk about this, now’s the fucking time, sunrise.
Your timing leaves something to be
desired, it’s true, but it’s also probably the best chance you’ll get for me to
actually listen and be honest with you.
“There’s nothing
left to say, Sands. I saw it in your
eyes at the house. You know we’re all
just riding a train that’s destined for a colossal wreck.
myself that it’s worth it. After
fighting so long for survival, it’s hard to know that I’m ultimately going to
lose.”
“Well if you
fucking resign yourself to that end, then you’ve already fucking lost, sunrise.”
her. So don’t give me some bullshit
about how you’re going to lose. You don’t
fucking know that. s'> But I stick by what I
fucking said. If you give up now then
there’s no point. You’ve already lost.”
“I’m sorry,” Salida
whispered. “I’ll take it that the
prognosis isn’t good. What is she doing
to treat it?” She wanted to get the
topic off her. It didn’t matter what he
said, because she knew he didn’t even
believe what he was saying. He knew how
things were going to end just as surely as she did.
“You’re sorry.
better?” he spat. “I don’t know what she’s
doing to treat it. I’m no fucking
doctor.” He leaned back and thumped his
head against the wall. “She refuses to
give up and yet I can’t tell her if it’ll make any difference.
around if she ever does beat it because I don’t know.
tear each other apart, I don’t know if you’ll be a part of that, I don’t
fucking know anything anymore.”
“Well,
supposedly dead or not, I still know who some of the top oncologists in the
are.” Salida tried not to let his tone
rile her, but it was hard.
“Then fucking talk
to her about it. Not me,” Sands seethed.
Salida sighed.
night, Sands. Maudlin is one
thing. Dealing with you in a bad mood is
another. I love Jeffrey, so I put up
with his PMSing.
You on the r har hand, I don’t have to deal with you.”
“Oh fuck you,”
Sands said, but there wasn’t any real malice behind it.
onto his hands and knees and beginning to crawl toward his room, having decided
that it was a lot easier than trying to stand again.
could have cared less. Crawling was
better than making it halfway and then falling on your ass.
******************************
When Aida came back
a few hours later, it was to a quiet and darkened suite.
light jacket.
“Sands is in his
room,” Salida answered quietly from the couch.
She’d been lying there for hours now, trying to absorb her new knowledge
and lock it away where Jeffrey would never find it.
wisdom of them being together – it would destroy him.
“Why are you lying
here in the dar –”
“If you really want
to know,” Salida interrupted, “you can ask your boyfriend.
people were actually here.” Getting up,
Salida walked to her bedroom and closed the door without another word.
Shaking her head,
Aida took a deep breath. It was true
that Salida was being polite – after a fashion – but she could still feel the
distaste that rolled off the other woman in waves.
problem, she told herself as she walked down the short hallway to Sands’
room.
She didn’t bother
knocking, she just walked in quietly and started getting ready for bed when she
saw that Sands was asleep on top of the covers.
After brushing her teeth and tying her hair back, she climbed into a
pair of ratty pajamas and got into the bed, moving close to her lover.
“Sands?” she
ventured softly, combing her fingers through his hair.
Sands groaned.
head didn’t hurt so fucking much.”
“Fuck you, Sands.
hurt? < sty style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And you didn’t exactly fucking
stop me.” Jeffrey’s eyes cracked open
and he saw Aida’s face floating in front of him.
Aida didn’t say
anything, but she did snatch her hands back and scoot away a bit,
simultaneously pulling the blankets up around her.
“Oh don’t fucking
soil yourself. I’m still too fucking
drunk to do anything to you,” Jeffrey muttered.
“Hello, spitfire.
session earlier this morning, and I was dragged along for the fucking ride.”
“Oh don’t fucking
say it like it’s my fault. I didn’t hear
you complaining as long as it was good scotch,” Jeffrey pointed out with a
glower. “You didn’t answer my question.
“She went into her
room. I think I woke her up when I came
in. She certainly didn’t seem to be in a
good mood . . . but then again, that could just be because of me.”
“Fuck.
way I’m going and I’m consequently taking Sands with me,” Jeffrey said, sitting
up slowly. “That is, if I can mak
th
that far,” he groaned.
Sands placed a hand
to his aching head and turned to Aida. “Come
along. We can all talk.
inclined to argue for a change if every loud word makes it fucking feel like
our hea goi going to split open.”
Aida was unsure
about this, but she got up anyway. She
slipped on her robe and took the hand that Sands offered her – at least she
thought it was his. He
but it was enough that Sands had asked her to.
She got the feeling that it wasn’t something he did very often.
Jeffrey strode over
to his and Salida’s room, dragging Aida unwillingly in tow, and knocked ever so
lightly on the bedroom door, wincing at the noise.
She didn’t
her anything more than a headache. But
she wt abt about to deny her husband.
That he was in any mood or condition to talk at all was a miracle.
does it have to be with company? she wondered, going to the door.
le
living area without letting anyone see into the bedroom.
she didn’t want to have to deal with a guilt-ridden Jeffrey at the moment.
“What do you want?”
she asked, her arms crossed over her chest.
“To fucking talk,
isn’t that what I said? I want to know
what happened this morning. The last thing
I remember . . . well clearly remember, is leaving the new house.”
s'> “Well isn’t that
fucking ironic,” Sands pointed out wearily.
talked about earlier.”
She didn’t let the
fear that Sands’ words caused show. “You
don’t rememberthinthing else, because you decided to go out and get drunk,” she
addressed her husband. “From what Sands
told me, the two of you got in another fight, you make a rather large mess up
here, then went downstairs to the bar.
That’s where I found you. Then I
managed to get you back up here an onto the bed where you promptly passed out.an
an
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Then to both men, she said, “Other than that,
I have nothing to say. Now, if you’ll
excuse me, I still have cleaning to do before I can go to bed.”
“I went out and got
drunk because you fucking brought last night up in my face again.
freaking out in the bathroom alright?” Jeffrey hisseng hng hng himself annoyed.
“And I’m sorry about the fucking room. You
want me to fucking clean it up, I will.
to talk about this.”
“I don’t want you
to clean the room, Jeffrey. I don’t mind
doing it. It’s a good distraction.
have to be in front of Grant here?”
Talking was one thing, but Salida loved her privacy, so discussions of a
personal nature should not be carried on in front of a near stranger.
Sands narrowed his
eyes at Salida and squeezed Aida’s hand reassuringly.
problems you and Jeffrey are having right now as long as you don’t fucking drag
me into it, but we do need to talk.
fucking get on; this is me fucking trying.”
Salida narrowed her
eyes then, realizing she’d just been boxed in by her own words.
breath and trying to calm down. Without
saying another word, she went and sat down in a chair in the living room,
isolating herself from the other three. “If
you’re all the ones that want to talk so badly, feel free to start.”
Jeffrey sighed and “This is my attempt “Jeffrey, I “I can’t let it go. “Look, I don’t know “For once I fucking “And just what are “Well,” Salida “Well I’m fucking “You want a topic, “I don’t have a “Neither am I,” “Oh I can see this is “Shut up, Jeffrey. “Wait,” Salida “No, that’s what “Oh lots of love to Aida was wondering “I guess you’re “You got that Salida felt a jolt Aida felt a bit of “Uh, no. A dry laughed escaped “Do you want some “Uh . . . no. “Well that was She shrugged, and “I know. “Let’s see . . . I He leaned over and “Yeah, I’d like you “If I drop you, “I wasn’t expecting “That makes two of “Well, I suppose we’ll The kiss turned The next time they “Hmm, you may have “Oh yes,” she said “A dangerous sexual “ “I do like a “No I won’t.” Sands’ eyes widened Aida shook her “If that’s what you “What I want is to “I just bet you “What?” Aida asked, “Oh I’m fine. “Oh.” “If by fun you mean “Do you want to stop?” “Fuck no. Aida sighed in He gave himself “As . . . as sudden “Well I could have She groaned, and “As the lady Aida found herself “Spitfire,” he She shook her head, Sands gave in “Mmm . . .” she He hummed in “You do now,” she Sands laughed “ ****************************** Jeffrey opened his eyes slowly and groaned softly as he Aida squeezed her “I’m already “I’m here, “Oh and a good “Can I talk to Jeffrey sighed “He is much too fucking She laughed, then “And if I’d rather “I’d say that I’d Sands sighed but “And I intend to Sands rolled his Aida almost let him “You’re not “I “Maybe I don’t know Aida laughed. “Fine, go. Dressed in a pair Sands’ eyes Her eyes narrowed Just as she felt Sands watched her “You got to admire “Kitty?” Sands “Yeah, kitty. “Don’t fucking call “What, kitty? “I’m going to back “Suit yourself,” Deciding to take He picked up the Salida stirred as “Good morning, “You left without “I know I did. “I thought you were Jeffrey closed his She shook her Jeffrey winced. “Well, it would “Oh don’t worry “Jeffrey!” she Jeffrey smacked her Salida rolled her Jeffrey let out a She grinned and Jeffrey returned Salida mock glared “Holy fuck that’s “This from the man “Yes, I don’t Salida simply Trying not to focus “Something funny Salida cried out “Maybe,” Jeffrey “I certainly am “I missed you too, “Jeffrey,” she Jeffrey didn’t stop She shook her head, “As if I She would have It didn’t take him “Love you too,” she “Vixen?” he “Too much,” she “‘A puddle of “So I’ve noticed.” Jeffrey took the “Like what?” she “I know I don’t. “Can I at least ask “Sure you can ask. Are She nodded, Jeffrey rolled his She pouted, then “Alright. Salida looked at “No,” Jeffrey said “But –” she “Aww, you’re tough Sighing, she rolled “I suppose I’ll “Promise me you won’t “Oh fuck,” Jeffrey She nodded, then “You better fucking
ran a hand across his face before turning to look at Aida and gesturing
magnanimously for her to move ahead of him and take a seat across from Salida.
knew Sands would want to sit next to Aida as well so he compromised and began
pacing back and forth. “Look, I know you’re
probably fucking tired of hearing me say this, but I’m sorry.
happened between the two of us. I’m
fucking trying, believ.”
for us all to sit down and get everything and anything out in the open in the
hopes that it might clear the air between us.
honestly, but even just trying is better than fucking waiting for the worst,”
Sands commented, picking up Jeffrey’s pacing.
And as for getting things in the open, I think I’ve said all I have to
say several times over already. And
repetition starts to bore me this late at night.”
couldn’t help it. “Besides, Grant’s had
a long day and should get some sleep. We
all should.”
I’ve fucking tried.
something to remind me . . . I can’t guarantee that what happened today won’t
happen again,” Jeffrey said slowly. “And
I don’t want to fucking sleep because that only means I’ll be away from you,”
he muttered under his breath almost too quietly for Salida to hear.
if I’ll have the fucking will to try this again.
our feet. I’m fucking tired of this as I’m
sure we all are,” Sands grumbled before turning to Aida.
in here, but you’ve got to speak up or nothing will change.
been and I know I can’t put up with that any longer.”
agree with Sands. It’s a fucking
miracle,” Jeffrey said wearily. “You’re
being fucking difficult, vixen, and I think you know it.
there, but maybe I have no fucking choice.
don’t want to talk to Sands about this, but again, maybe it’s a fucking choice
I don’t have.”
we talking about?” The query came from
both women at once, andy tuy turned their heads to stare at one another.
commented slowly. “It appears as if we’re
both in the dark here.” She shook her
head and looked back at the men. “Just
what do you want to talk about? Give me
a topic instead of being cryptic, and perhaps I’ll find it easier to cooperate.”
talking about something that little miss kitty over there doesn’t need to know
about,” Jeffrey said and Sands scowled in response.
give me a minute to clear my head long enough to think of one,” Sands muttered,
clasping his hands behind his back and beginning to pace again before taking a
seat on the couch, distanced from both women.
“Sorry to put this all on you, spitfire,
but you’re the main thing I’m thinking about.
will perhaps never all get along, but the least we could do is to put up with
each other. And no, that’s not what we’ve
been doing so far. We’ve been avoiding
one another and that’s not working anymore.
into each other on a daily basis. I know
for a fact that Aida and Jeffrey get along, and there’s no real lost love
between the two of you either,” he said, gesturing to the two woman who seemed
to be in the midst of a staring contest that neither one wanted to lose.
how about this. I want to talk about the
future. Mine, Aida’s, everyone’s.”
problem with her,” Salida protested. “If
you need her, than I say, ‘Great, she’s here.’
And yes, I realize that adding a fourth to this mess will change
things. I’m not stupid.”
Aida added. “And it’s not as if I’m
coming in expecting everything to change to make things easier for me.
one Salida just raised her chin too.
fucking going perfect. Bravo, Sands,”
Jeffrey muttered slowly. “Not only have
you not helped solve anything between
us, but you’ve got them going at it as well.”
tiredly, rising to walk back to his room.>
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said, remembering how Sands had listened to hear earlier.
not like I’m taking every opening to start a fight, now is it?”
Jeffrey and I do,” Sands said with a sigh, slumping back down on the couch.
for me either, but you asked me and Jeffrey to try and work things out, and
this is something that I feel needs to be worked out on my end.
underfoot. Now I know that it may seem
like she is, that it may seem like she’s trying to move in and take over, but I
seriously doubt that’s the case.
said it herself, she doesn’t expect either of you to make things easy for her.
alright? And I’ll make a deal with you
and Jeffrey both. As long as you keep
trying to make things right with Aida, I will try to get along with the
annoying bastard in my head,” he said with a smirk.
you too, asshole,” Jeffrey responded, but the smirk didn’t drop.
and you. What then?
think it’s a viable question. I play
nice, and you promise not to argue with me.
I always wanted,” Jeffrey said with a roll of his eyes.
myself. I’ve promised not to pick
fights. I’ve promised not to make a
fuss. Just what am I needed here for?”
the same thing, but didn’t bother saying it.
She was feeling a bit self-conscious at the moment, but she stood her
ground.
not. Fine.
right. And I don’t think you’re fucking
helping anyone here,” Jeffrey said addressing Sands.
want to deal with this right now. Vixen,
again, I m sorry. I’m going to keep
fucking saying it until I believe it myself.
addre her her with a half smile. “I
suppose vixen and I had our fun today so I guess I’ll see you in the morning,
wife-mine. Good night.”
when she didn’t even get the chance to say good-night before her husband
disappeared on her. Feeling just a bit
abandoned, she curled her legs up into the chair and stared at the couple
across from her, feeling very alone all of a sudden.
to me about,are are we done for the night?”
sympathy for the other woman as she sat across from them, and broke their
staring contest before Salida could see it.
slowly, not reallyersterstanding why Jeffrey had left so quickly and not liking
the twinge of pity for the woman left in front of him.
Salida. “That’s a very nice sentiment,
but I’ve still something of a mess to clean up in my room.
resembles tidy at the very least.”
help?” The offer from Aida took both
Sands and Salida by surprise.
Aida as if she expected an ulterior motive for the offer of help.
not turning her back on the couple. Then
the door closed, and the two were left alone.
fucking fun. Sorry about that, spitfire.
I didn’t mean to drag you into anything.
I honestly don’t know what I was trying
to do back there,” Sands said wearily.
leaned into him. “It was a nice thought,
but I honestly think things are as good as they’re going to get at the
moment. But I think that Salida at least
might surprise you. She just needs time
to adjust to me being around I think.”
top of fucking hung-over. It doesn’t
really matter,” he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her
closer to him. “So, how was your day?”
he asked, not knowing what he would tell her if she asked the same.
had a very nice breakfast, which I could barely afford.
running through the play over and over and over again.
each time. It’s to make sure we know all
our cues and such. And it’s fun because
we get to mess around with the props, and be silly, and overact.”
eventually faded. “Not that I’ll be able
to do many shows past opening night. I’ll
be too sick to.”
kissed the top of her head. “Don’t think
about that right now,” he ordered her gently.
it was more of a statement than a question.
myself to stay awake for done right.”
to come. That’d be nice.”
right here.”
blame the hangover,” he warned lightly before scooping her up into his arms
ca
carrying her to the bedroom slowly. He
managed to not drop her until they had reached his bedroom and then he dropped
her down on the bed without a word. He
looked down at her for a moment before sitting down on the edge of the bed so
he could take off his shoes and strip down to his boxers.
moved back the topsheet, climbing in bed beside her,
nudging her slightly so that she would lift up and move under the covers as
well.
you to literally carry me,” she murmured as she managed to tuck herself under
the sheet and against his side in the same move.
very glad you made it to the bed.” She
wasn’t sure either of them was in the mood for anything other than sleeping at
the moment, so she waited to see where he was going to lead.
us then,” he said slowly, leaning over slightly to pull her in for a kiss.
I don’t really care. You’re here now and
I want to make the most of you,” he said with a smirk, his hands moving down to
unbutton her pajama shirt.
find out quickly if you are or not,” she murmured against his lips as she pulled
him down for a kiss.
passionate fairly quickly, as Sands reveled in the chance to have her in his
arms again. He finished unbuttoning her
shirt and immediately moved his hands underneath it to wrap around her back as
he pulled her even closer and moved a knee between her legs.
know a good thing when I see it, and more than sober enough to take advantage
of you,” he said with a smirk before moving to kiss her passionately again,
their tongues warring against each other.
broke to catch their breath, Aida asked, “If you’re drunk, then aren’t I the
one taking advantage of you?”
a point at that,” Sands mused playfully.
seriously. “I’m a very dangerous sexual
predator.” With a wicked smile, she
rolled them so she was on top. “I make
my victims beg for mercy before I’m through,” she playfully whispered against
his lips before she started planting kisses over his face and neck.
predator, hmm? Oh excuse me, a
laugh as he let her kiss him. “And
excuse me if I say I’ll believe it when I see it that you’re going to make me
beg,” he said with a raised eyebrow, blatantly challenging her.
their fingers. Then as she kissed him
briefly and lightly, over and over, she let her body start dragging along
his. Her loose breasts drug against his
chest, making them both moan with the sensation.
dampening arousal right over the growing bulge in his boxers . . . and started
rocking lightly against it. It was
enough pressure to arouse and tease, but not enough to satisfy the craving she
was building.
challenge, and what you’re doing right now is . . . pleasant,” he gasped
breathily, “but I’m still a long way off from begging.
spitfire,” he said with a mischievous smirk.
light as possible for let’s say . . . the hour . . . I bet you’d be begging for me.
marginally at that. He knew she could do
it. But he wouldn’t bow out now.
and he was going to stick by it even if she eventually broke him.
to it. “Do your worst, spitfire.
as hell and I think I can hold out longer than you.”
congratulated himself on not allowing a tremor into his voice while cursing
himself as a fool.
head. “You really shouldn’t let your
mouth run away with you like that, tiger.
One of these days I might take you seriously.
for that. If I had to wait through that
much foreplay tonight, I think I'd fall asleep.
In fact, I’m not sure I even have the energy for this.” It was true.
were starting to tremble with exhaustion.
“I don’t suppose you’d be all that upset if you ho tao take the lead
tonight, would you?”
want,” he said slowly, fighting to keep the relief out of his voice as he
rolled them back over.
be with you, and I’ll take that however I can get it.”
tightly. “I had a good day, but I’m glad
to be back.”
are,” Sands said with a smirk, extracting himself from her embrace gently so he
could sit back on the bed and take his boxers off.
her, positioning himself in front of her before he hissed in pain.
muttered, the movement having irritated the cuts along his hips and thighs.
a bit concerned. “Are you alright?”
little bit of . . . fun with Jeffrey earlier today,” he muttered under his
breath hoping that she would catch his meaning because he didn’t really feel
like going into specifics. Although, she
could probably just see for herself just as easily.
meaning. “You mean the type of fun that
feels good at the time, but hurts like a mother later?”
being cut up ten ways from fucking Saturday and looking like an ill-used
pincushion afterwards, then yes, I suppose you’re right,” he said with a small
smile.
she asked, concerned for him.
into kiss her before thrusting into her, forcing the pain out of his mind as
long as it wasn’t giving him any pleasure.
moan, leaning down to kiss her shoulders and collarbone lightly.
contentment as Sands started moving inside her.
This was a very nice way to relax after a long day.
the friction between their bodies, but it wasn’t enough for her.
he was facing her and she could kiss him with ease.
fully into her searching kisses, enjoying the sensuality they added.
back of his mind but he paid them no attention.
woman before him. “I love you, spitfire,”
he said softly when he could pull himself away from her long enough to talk
before increasing the rhythm of his thrusts slightly and increasing the passion
of his kisses even more.
as it all is, I’m pretty sure I love you too,” she whispered back at him.
to see if he really was wanted for murder or not.
of doubt.
told you that,” he said with a smug smirk before leaning down to nip at her
neck and the shell of her ear.
squeezed him to her. “You’re a jerk too,”
she replied. “Now shut up and make love
to me.”
commands,” Sands said with another smirk and a bow in her direction before
leaning down to kiss her again, just as passionate as before but with a
somewhat frenzied pace behind it rather than the sensual slow one that it had
had before. He kissed her lips and then
moved quickly over her face, kissing every inch of her that he could.
to kiss her neck, shoulders and collarbone, his thrusts becoming more forceful
as his kisses became more demanding.
gasping and moaning as Sands attacked her with his mouth.
and behind her shoulders, holding her as his body thrust against her.
along his sides, her skin desperate for the feeling of his.
against him. She could feel her orgasm
approaching, felt the need for release building with every move of his mouth
and hips. As she got closer and closer
to the point of no return, her moans started turning into perspers thaoke
oke
of aching need.
responded in turn, beginning to kiss and suckle at the side of her neck as he
felt her begin to tremble as her release got closer and closer.
with her breathlessly, knowing that she would more than likely drag him into
his own orgasm as she came.
not wanting the delicious torture to end, but she didn’t really have a
choice. Sucking in a deep breath, she
felt her hips buck against him several times as she went over the edge,
trembling and moaning loudly.
himself as he felt her come around him, biting into her shoulder to muffle the
moan that threatened to claw its way out of his throat.
was sure that she heard him loud and clear.
slightly so he wasn’t directly on top of her any longer, but didn’t move
otherwise.
moaned, turning slightly so she could tuck her face into his chest.
yawn. “But you wore me out,” she
accused, rubbing her nose against the hollow of his throat.
response, making Aida’s nose buzz with the vibration.
said with a wry smile, taking a deep breath of the scent of her hair.
mumbled, moving closer as she lost heat.
“And you’d hear more if I weren’t so . . .” she yawned, ending with a
bit of a squeak, “tired.”
softly at her weak threat but didn’t comment, only reaching down to pull the
covers back up over them from where they had been kicked to the foot of the
bed. “Get some rest spitfire.
quietly.
consciousness. The last thing she was
aware of as she slipped into the sleep was the feeling of her lover’s arms
around her.
noticed the room he was in was definitely not his, and the woman next to him
was definitely not his wife. “Well this
is just fucking weird,” he muttered, feeling the woman stir in his arms and
freezing. “Uh, don’t fucking freak out
kitty, but I’m not Sands.”
eyes shut and made sure that the blankets were pulled tightly around her.
was that sometime during the night she and Sands had shifted, and her back was
now pressed against his front, and his arms were around her outside the
covers. “Good morning,” she said in
something close to a normal tone. “I don’t
suppose you’d mind moving away a bit?”
moving,” he said, moving away from her and sitting up in the bed, rubbing the
sleep out of his eyes. “Oh and good
morning to you too, kitty,” he said, grudgingly admiring the fact that she hadn’t
freaked out like he half expected she would.
the’dhe’d expected her to act spineless.
“Is Sands around? I’d like to
talk to him.”
spitfire,” Sands said, sounding as if he had just woken up.
addressing them both, but Aida more than Jeffrey.
morning to you too, Sands,” Jeffrey said with a cheerful smirk.
Sands alone?” Aida stressed.
melodramatically. “Fine, I can see when
I’m not wanted,” he said with a smirk. “See
you two lovebirds later.”
cheerful for this time of day. I don’t
like it,” Sands muttered before turning to look at her.
rolled over on the bed, her arms out-flung.
Sighing, she smiled at him. “With
the exception of waking up next to him, I believe I had the perfect night’s
sleep.” Sitting up and still holding the
blankets around her small frame, she sighed.
this to you earlier, but I’m holding down two jobs at the moment.
yesterday was my day off. I mean, I’ve
given my two weeks notice, but I’m supposed to help train my replacement today,
so I’ll be gone until this afternoon.”
just chain you to the bed and keep you as my willing sex slave all day long?
a completely serious look on his face.
like to keep my life normal for as long as I can, tiger.
be at your beck and call.” Aida reached
over and took Sands’ hand in hers. “Please.
brought her hand to his mouth and kissed the top of it before laying it back
down on her stomach. “Alright.
being at my beck and call. I more than
intend to take you up on that.”
let you. Until I’m too sick to do
otherwise.” She grinned wryly.
our relationship here. But if you want
to call things off you’d better let me know now.”
eyes at that. “Tell me you’re fucking
joking. I’m not going to call this off
no matter what happens. I’m a stubborn,
possessive bastard and I’ve decided you’re mine.
to it. And where else would I find a
woman who likes blood play as much as I do?” he asked with a smirk, trying to
lighten the conversation while leaning over to nip at her neck.
keep you around,” he said, licking the side of her neck.
distract her, but couldn’t quite bring herself to it.
him away to face her. “Once I start the
chemo and radiation, I’m going to get pretty sick.
And I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to feel trapped by
anng ing if things don’t end up the way you thought they would.
have the energy to make other arrangements for myself if you decide in a few
months that you’ve had enough.”
listening to me. I don’t care. I’m not going to
fucking lie and say that it won’t cut me to the fucking quick to see you like
that, but I don’t care. I’m not going to
fucking leave you in the dust for something you have no fucking control over.
be that fucking callous. And it’s when I’m
not with you that I feel trapped.
leaving you.”
getting into.” Aida leaned forward and
softly stroked the angry planes of his face.
“I care too much for you to deceive you out of omission.
to stay with you. I do.”
what I’m getting into. But I tell you
this; I’m going to stay around long enough to find out.
like you throws at me,” he said with a smirk, his anger beginning to fade with
the aid of her gentle touch. “And you’d
better fucking want to stay with me. Who
wouldn’t?”
tiger. In the mean time, I should get
ready to go.”
clock, she saw that she didn’t have time to shower.
“You’re only here for the sex, right?
A guy like me’s
gotta watch out for your type; the very dangerous sexual predators.
said with a smirk, laying back down on thd asd as he watched her get dressed.
of jeans and a button down, pink men’s dress shirt, she pounced on him.
mister. Now, I demand a good-bye kiss or
I’ll see that you regret it later.”
twinkled with mischief as he gave her the briefest of pecks on the forehead.
spitfire?” he asked innocently, not kissing her again just yet, but holding her
tightly in his arms as she laid on top of him.
in mock anger. Then she lowered her head
and kissed him vigorously, nipping at him until he responded to her.
his mouth and felt a thrill go through her as he submitted to the kiss.
him really begin to respond, she
broke free and stood up, running a hand through her mass of curls.
shoulder and left roo room.
go, completely dumbfounded. When he
heard the front door open and close as she left, he reached over and grabbed
one of the pillows and brought it down hard onto his face and screamed his
frustration into it. He wasn’t really
mad – he should have known better – but that was a dirty trick.
a woman who has the fucking balls to do that to a guy.
killer. I do think she’s beginning to
grow on me. Like an annoying fucking
fungus,” Jeffrey commented as he removed the pillow away from his face.
the consequences of what kitty did to you to see you like this now.”
asked with narrowed eyes.
annoying hard-on?”
her that,” Sands seethed.
fucking welcome remember? And now that I
know you don’t like it, I’m definitely
going to be using it,” Jeffrey said cheerily, getting out of bed.
going to see vixen and then I’ve got some fucking errands to run.”
to fucking sleep. And
knowing that it was useless but feeling the need to attempt anyway.
Jeffrey said aloud, pulling on a pair of clean boxers before walking out of
Sands’ room and over to his own. He
knocked on the closed door. “Vixen?
There was no answer, and Jeffrey wondered if it was because she was
asleep or because she was still mad at him.
his chances, he slowly opened the door, revealing a straightened room, and
Salida. She was laid out along the foot
of the bed, clutching the pillow from his side of the bed to her face.
fallen asleep watching it.
remote from where it lay beside her hand and turned off the TV before throwing
the remote down on the floor and laying down on the bed next to his wife,
taking her into his arms. If she was
still mad at him, so be it. But for now
all he wanted to do was to hold her.
she felt a pair of arms wrap around her, and she restlessly turned until she
was facing the warm body, calming when the scent of her lover reached her
nose.
before, trying to drive away some of the loneliness she’d been feeling, but it
hadn’t worked. Not as well as this.
vixen,” he whispered, leaning over to her so that their foreheads met.
saying good-bye,” she whispered, tucking herself against him.
have. I missed you more than I should have.”
to deal with Sands and kitty any longer.
leaned his head down on top of hers to kiss her hair.
mad at me again,” she confessed. “Like
you were after the night that Tessa came out.
You left me with Sands then too.”
eyes then, cursing himself for not thinking of that.
be fucking livid with me though.”
head. “I don’t want to waste time by
being upset. I did enough of that
yesterday, and all it got me was a hung-over husband.”
of trying to go over the vague memories he had from the time.
than trying to drown myself in shot after shot of admittedly good scotch.”
have been hard to talk to me since I wasn’t there.
meeting Grant yet.”
about that bullshit. Fine then, we both
have things we regret about yesterday. I
know this is being a bit fucking hypocritical of me, but how about we just get
fucking over it and go on with our day?
So what if you’re not completely over the shock of meeting Miss
Kitty? Who says I am?
occasionally wake up next to her in the fucking morning,” he grumbled under his
breath. “I’m going to take a
shower. I’ll give you one chance to come
with me before I sling you over my shoulder and take you unwillingly.
fucking shoulder for you.” He smirked
and hopped off of the bed before doing just as he said he would and throwing
Salida over his shoulder, headto tto the bathroom.
exclaimed, laughing at the same time her hands were pounding lightly on his
back. “Put me down.
hanging down and her hair was in her face, but she kept trying to anyway.
lightly on the rear, then caressed it just to make sure he hadn’t really hurt
her. “Hey, if you’d been a fucking bit
more cooperative, then I wouldn’t have to do this, now would I?”
eyes, then decided to take advantage of her position.
husband’s ass.
very undignified yelp in surprise at that, and very nearly dropped her.
wryly, walking through the bathroom door, and setting her down.
he ordered, his face completely serious.
crossed her arms over her chest. Very
deliberately, she said, “Make me.”
her grin. “I was so hoping you’d say
that.” Before she could guess his intentions,
or at least time to react to them, he had turned on the hot water, grabbed the
removable showerhead and turned the spray on her.
and waist were now soaked. “Not even
wearing a bra this morning, I see,” Jeffrey drawled, able to see her chest
clearly through her now soaked white t-shirt.
He looked at her for a minute longer before he threw the showerhead back
into the bathtub where it bounced around a little and walked over to his
dripping wife and pulled her close to him, not caring that he got wet in the
process. “Are you going to get into the
shower now, vixen? Or do I have to get
you wet some more?” he asked with a smirk, clearly intending her to hear both
meanings in that sentence.
as the once steaming water turned cold in the unheated air.
make the most of her situation. With
slow and teasing intent, she reached down towards the hem of her shirt and just
as slowly pulled the sopping wet piece of clothing over her head.
then ribs, then breasts as she leaned slightly back to get the shirt over her
head. Shaking her hair back over her
damp shoulders, Salida once again grinned, then threw the shirt at his ogling
face, jumping into the shower and grabbing the shower head.
turned the water to cold, spraying her unprepared husband, making sure to soak
his boxers.
cold,” Jeffrey yelped, raising up a hand to ward off the cold water
ineffectively before jumping out of the way of the cold spray, being careful
not to slip on the now soaked floor of the bathroom.
he drawled with a shudder, looking down at his soaked boxers and dropping her
sodden shirt to the floor. “Ok, no more
fucking water play for vixen. At least I
used fucking warm water,” he said with a half glare before leaning over to pull
off his boxers, not looking up when she sprayed his head again.
clothing off he jumped into the shower with her and closed the shower door
behind him before pressing her against the wall in a forceful kiss.
fucking cold water. Now you’re going to
warm your now fucking freezing husband up,” he said slowly when he had pulled
back to give them both a chance to catch their breath.
held her close, using her body heat to help warm him before reaching over and
turning the water back to warm.
who likes to torture his wife with ice,” she teased, wrapping her arms around
his neck and slowly starting to writhe against him.
running through you.” She saw the
amusement and desire flare in his eyes, and she smiled invitingly, but when he
lowered his head to kiss her, she moved her face away.
work for it.
fucking deny that,” Jeffrey agreed, trying to keep the irritation at her
coyness out of his voice. “I like things
my way. I always fucking have and you
more than know that by now. I like to
tease but not to be teased. Yeah, I
think that has fucking hypocrite written all over it,” he said, sounding not
the least bit remorseful. “But then
again, so are you. I fucking know you
want me to kiss you and yet you turn away as if you don’t.
own fucking impatience will eventually work against me and I’ll make you kiss
me anyway. It’s a dilemma, but again, I
don’t really care at the moment,” he said, leaning down to catch a hardened
nipple in his mouth, a hand moving to play with the other.
hand moved down her stomach with pressing forcefulness, before moving to
continue its journey down a thigh.
moaned, knowing he was right, but like him, not particularly caring.
on his attempts to make her cave to him, she turned them a bit so they were
more fully under the spray of the water.
Feeling herself grow even hotter – both from the water and Jeffrey’s
wandering hands – she decided to do her own tormenting.
she slipped one of her own hands between them and started caressing his
hardening arousal. A nearly silent
giggle escaped her as a small shudder ran through her husband’s body, but
unfortunately, Jeffrey heard /p>
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vixen?” he asked dryly, knowing the reason she laughed.
husband. Is that it?
to torment.” With this he reached down
to slip a hand between her legs and stuck a single long finger into her wet
heat while using his other hand to tilt her head to his and claiming her lips
in a vicious kiss.
gladly, parting her lips swiftly for her husband’s kiss.
to tempt him to put out the fire burning in her body.
just take me already?” Her hands had
moved from his arousal to his hips and were insistently trying to pull him to
her.
drawled with a smirk. “Are you sorry,
vixen?” he asked, moving even closer to her, but nothing more than that.
now,” she breathed. “Please,
husband-mine. I missed you.”
vixen,” he said, recapturing her lips in a kiss as he grabbed her by the hips
and braced her against the wall, thrusting into her.
and thereby deepened his thrust he moaned softly and began a rhythm of quick
shallow thrusts.
whispered over and over, in time with his thrusts, simply enjoying the sound of
his name on her lips. Her hands braced
themselves on his shoulders as her back arched, making him slide into her even
more deeply. She cried out as she
accidentally threw back her head in pleasure and thumped it painfully against
the wall, but she didn't let it stop her.
his thrusts, but he did look at her seriously.
having heard her pained cry.
then nodded , then shook it again. “Don’t
stop,” she ordered, trying to move against him.
“I’m so close. Just please don’t
stop.”
I wanted to. Which I most fucking
definitely do not,” he muttered half
to himself, leaning down to kiss her bared throat as his thrusts increased in
pace even more. He started to gasp with
each one, feeling his own climax drawing nearer.
replied if she hadn’t been concentrating so hard on the delightfully slick
friction between their bodies, both inside of her and outside.
leaving in sharp cries.
thought, the words running through her head in a chant.
and she was suddenly coming. Her scream
died off into a harsh moan as her lungs convulsed along with the rest of her
body, and she clung to Jeffrey, panting as she tried to catch her breath and
come down from her high simultaneously.
long to follow his wife into orgasm, and he came with a moan vaguely resembling
“vixen.” He buried his face in her neck
and began kissing her madly. He wasn’t
kissing to arouse as their needs had already been met, but just for the pure
sensation. “I love you, vixen,” he
whispered against he wet skin before starting to lick the water droplets off of
her neck and shoulder with halting slowness.
murmured at the same time that she moved away from his questing mouth.
the moment, and his caresses were becoming just a bit uncomfortable.
queried, feeling her move away and frowning a bit in confusion.
whispered. “I’m so completely and
utterly satisfied that any more attention is going to make my skin burst open
as I melt into a puddle of infatuated goo.”
infatuated goo,’” he repeated wryly, raising an eyebrow.
be, I imagine getting a . . . puddle of infatuated goo to return my affections
might be a bit difficult, so have it your way then.”
her and set her on the ground. “Fuck,
neither of us actually had a shower, did we?” he said, running a hand through
his wet hair. “Well as far as
distractions go, you’re welcome to distract me any time, wife-mine.”
started lathering up her hair with hands that still shook a little.
day?” she asked, facing him as she scrubbed delicately at the area around the
bruise on her head.
time to do his own washing as he spoke to her, “As a matter of fact, I do.
express ste stepping under the spray of the shower to rinse the soap off of him
before taking his turn with the shampoo.
enquired curiously before his expression fully sank in on her.
a smirk. “And I may be impatient, but I
can keep secrets so you’ll just have to be surprised.”
hair and then kissed her lightly on the cheek.
kind of surprise but a good one. I
promise,” he said with a wink.
when to expect you back?” she asked, intrigued by what this ‘surprise’ might
be.
you done?” he asked with a smirk, moving to turn the water off.
indicating that she was done, then asked in a sweet voice that was intended to
mock him a bit, “My dearest husband and light of my life, at what time can I
expect your luminescent presence in my life again?”
eyes and turned off the water before turning to push open the shower door and
stepping out. “Cut the bullshit, vixen,”
he said sweetly. “I’ll be home when I’m
finished,” he smirked and walked over to the towel rack and grabbed a fresh
one, throwing it in her direction. “I’ve
got plans for tonight so I’ll definitely be home before then.
want, but no promises.” He grabbed
another towel and began drying himself off as he waited for her response to
that.
sighed. “Don't hurry yourself for
me. I do have some reading I want to catch up on.
here so we’re ready to move.” Stepping
out of the shower, she started drying herself, drifting into the bedroom as she
did so, leaving wet footprints behind her.
all I’m telling you and the only reason I’m doing that is so you don’t do
something fucking foolish like decide to call it an early night, savvy?
more than fuckenouenough time for you to get ready.”
him with a raised eyebrow, but nodded, absentmindedly getting dressed as she
wondered what he was up to. Since she
was going t stu stuck around the house, she put on sweats and a t-shirt, not
bothering with a bra. Turning suddenly,
she asked, “Don’t I even get a hint? A
small one?”
without hesitation. “That’s the whole
point of a surprise, vixen.” He smirked
and finished drying himself off, hanging the wet towel up next to where she had
put hers. He padded into the bedroom
behind her and began to get dressed himself pulling on a pair of jeans and the “I’m
with stupid” shirt she had gotten for him.
items of clothing.
protested, coming over to sit on his lap as he was tying his shoes.
real one – and I thine sue suspense
might kill me.” She pouted.
vixen, I promise, you’ll be fine,” he said with a smug smirk.
more than that to convince me to tell you, and even then I probably won’t.”
just because he could.
onto the bed. “Fine.
chair later, dead as a doornail with smoke still escaping from my ears.”
just have to take my chances,” Jeffrey said dryly, standing up and grabbing his
cigarettes, lighter and knife off of the nightstand and putting them into their
proper places on his person. His/Sands’
wallet was probably in Sands’ room so he’d grab that on the way out.
call from jail or while you’re on the lam?” she asked, eyeihe khe knife.
bolt upright. “We never did anything
with the body.” The thought that Todd
might have been found and Jeffrey might be in danger put a dagger of ice
through her heart.
said, running a hand across his face. “Alright,
I guess I have to make one more fucking errand today then.
him.”
got up and came over to him, wrapping her arms around him.
regret it, lover.” With that, she kissed
him on the cheek and shoved him towards the door.
believe it vixen,” he called over his shoulder.
stop to retrieve his and Sands’ wallet, and was out the door.