Shelly Laurenston - Shelly Laurenston

He pointed at her lap. “That’ll be the only pussy I’m getting.”

“Oh, yeah. Okay. So, make up your mind now. I will keep teaching. I will lead the Crows until Skuld tells me otherwise. I don’t know if I want kids or not. It’s definitely not a priority. So, if that’s a problem for you, say it now.” She took another deep breath. “I am really cranky in the mornings and no, coffee doesn’t help. That’s why I don’t drink it. Christmas is my favorite time of year and the Crows do Secret Santa since there’s so many of us. Although I always give something special to my team. I say we avoid trying the dating thing again…since that seems to lead to mutilation. I don’t go out much, except to party with the Crows. To me a fun night is pasta, Law & Order, and masturbating. Although if we can switch out the masturbating for sex…I’m okay with that.”

Fighting really hard not to smile, he said, “Anything else?”

“Just one. I like that you’re nice to me, even though it still weirds me out a little.

But if you promise not to stop, I’ll promise to work really hard not to get that panicked look on my face when you do something particularly sweet.”

Yager couldn’t fight it anymore. He grinned. How could he not? She was wonderful. “That’ll work.”

They stared at each other until Neecy gestured with a flip of her hand. “Your turn.”

“I get a turn?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Um…let’s see. The only pussy I want or will ever want is yours. So no worries there.” He grinned. “It’s very tasty!”

“Yager…”

He held his hand up. “Okay. Okay. Um…I don’t really have a favorite holiday, but whatever will make you happy is what I’ll do. The only thing, Mike comes to Thanksgiving dinner. His other option is his father’s and I can’t do that to him.

Of course, I figure you won’t mind since you already had his ass in your face.” He glared at her before continuing. “Even though I don’t have a favorite holiday, I do love summer time. Um…oh! I spend hours on the computer. Hours. Not just for the business, but because I really love it. But I have laptops, so I won’t spend all my time in the office. And nothing makes me happier than the thought of sitting next to you on the couch working on my laptop while you watch Law & Order.”

She smiled warmly at his words. “Especially knowing that I can just reach over and start finger fucking you.”

Neecy coughed in surprise.

“I hope you’re not a pet fan, ‘cause I really don’t want a pet. I could care less about kids. And on very rare occasions, Odin may drop by…in bed…with us.”

“What?”

“I already told him he shouldn’t do that on a regular basis anymore. Ya know…cause you’ll hurt him. I’m not cranky in the mornings, but I do love to fuck when I wake up. Which was one of the reasons I was annoyed you kept leaving.” He glared at her again but she only chuckled. “So, cranky or not…just be prepared for a regular dose of morning cock…as I like to call it. I’m okay with not dating, but I have every intention of marrying you and I want the full-‐on honeymoon. Two weeks in the Caribbean. No telephone. No gods. No work.”

“Just me in a bikini!” Neecy reared back startled. “Now where the hell did that come from?”

Yager shrugged. “I have no idea.”

Suspicious eyes locked with his, but she apparently decided not to pursue it as she asked, “Anything else?”

“Just one.”

“This isn’t the Will thing again, is it? Cause I actually like calling you Yager.”

“No.”

“The nice thing?”

“No.”

“The this-‐is-‐the-‐only-‐pussy-‐you-‐can-‐ever-‐have thing?”

“No.”

“Then what?”

“Tell me you love me, Neecy.”

She blinked, an expression of horror spreading over her face. “I…I didn’t? I didn’t already say that?”

“No. You didn’t.”

Neecy smoothly sat up so that she rested on her knees. “Oh God, Yager, I’m so…”

She stopped trying to move toward him, the chain halting her. Growling, she held her arm up.

Yager bit back his smile as he grabbed the key from off the bedside table.

“Sorry about that,” he chuckled as he unlocked her.

“Where did you get this thing from anyway? It looks fuckin’ medieval.”

“Tye.”

Neecy stared at him for a long moment. “Okay. Keep him away from my girls.

Especially Janelle.”

Now free, Neecy crawled into Yager’s lap. She placed her hands on both sides of his face, stroking his jaw and staring deep into his eyes. He brushed her nipples with the back of his knuckles and when she sighed, her wings unfurled, black and powerful from her back. He’d never seen anything more beautiful besides Neecy herself.

“I love you, Yager.” She leaned forward and kissed him softly. He knew what it took for her to say the words. And he knew she’d only say them if she meant them. “I love you,” she whispered against his lips.

He wrapped his arms around her waist. “I love you, baby. I’ll always love you.”

She gave an uncharacteristically shy smile as she leaned into him. “So what do we do now?”

“That’s easy.” Yager pulled her tight against him and her wings curled around them as she slid her arms around his neck. “We’re going to spend our snow day being nice to each other, Neecy Lawrence. Over and over and over again…until one of us passes out or dies.”

Neecy smiled, resting her forehead against his. “Now that’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

Arri forced her eyes open and stared at the snow-‐encrusted window. She smiled. She loved when it snowed. Winter was her favorite time of year. If there was enough snow, she would make snow angels.

She tried to get up and drag her sorry butt to the bathroom before the rest of the Crows took them over. Her room didn’t have a bathroom like Didi and Neecy’s rooms. You had to have seniority to get those…or your own damn apartment.

It didn’t matter, though. She couldn’t get up anyway. Not with that one big arm thrown over her waist.

Arri’s eyes grew wide as she followed that arm around her to find the body attached to it.

She stared in horror at the blond head of hair resting against her back.

“What the…”

She didn’t know what else to do, so she kicked her leg back. The body behind her grunted and turned over. He stretched and yawned. When he finally forced his eyes open, he stared at her with pretty much the same expression she probably had at the moment.

“Arri?”

“Why are you in my bed?”

He blinked. “I have no idea.”

“Then. Get. Out.”

Staring at her blankly, Molinski didn’t move. So Arri flipped over onto her other side and started kicking him. And kept kicking him until she knocked him out of her bed.

“I want you out! Now!”

He jumped up. “Calm down! And stop yelling!” He stopped abruptly, staring at her. “My God, woman. Are you wearing Underoos? What are you? Ten?”

Arri glanced down at her favorite pair of Wonder Woman panties with matching tank top and lost it. She grabbed the hard cover copy of War and Peace off her bedside table and chucked it at him.

“Out! Out!”

She grabbed anything else she could get her hands on and continued to throw things, desperate to get him out of her bedroom and her life.

He snatched up his jeans, boots, and sweater, and backed up to her bedroom door.

“You know, you’re being ridiculous about this!”

Arri screamed in frustration as she looked for something else to throw at him.

His colors swirled around her and she couldn’t stand the sight of them anymore.