December 22, 2013
Happy Almost Holidays!
The family and I are thisclose to being ready for the merry season. We always wait and decorate the tree a day or two before December 25 so the lights are strung, but nothing else until tomorrow. :D
I'm watching holiday episodes of my favorite TV shows. Warehouse 13, Eureka, Doctor Who, and last year's Arrow episode, Year's End. Up next is Leverage with the Ho, Ho, Ho Job. :D
Tonight's post is from Victory, a short story with my main characters seeking to win a wager.
Here's the tagline:
Nevin Fram and Chase Barlow put everything on the line when they wager who can get the drop on the other first with a hot kiss. Nevin's executes a plan to catch Chase during a sparring match but he turns the tables on her and wins. Nevin wants to go double or nothing, but first her brain has to start functioning again.
And the sneaky peek…
Nevin's fist swung out and connected with his jaw.
Chase hit the metal decking, but didn't stay down. Okay, he did. But he brought her to his level, sweeping his leg out and catching her behind the ankles.
She hit the deck ass first. "Well, that was fun." She collapsed back against the bulkhead. "What's next, Chase? You don't look like you've got another round in you."
Chase swiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Don't let the injured lip fool you, Nev. And don't think for one moment it'll keep me from finishing this."
Nevin sighed. "Come on, Chase. Admit you've had enough."
He snorted. "Not a chance, Nevin." He rolled to his feet and offered her a hand up.
What the hell… she accepted, figuring he'd need at least five more minutes before he could pick up where they left off. She should have known better. Chase yanked her forward, his hot mouth meeting hers in a hard, unrelenting kiss.
Son of a bitch… he'd won the bet. She'd have to pay up in a serious way. Unless… she could get him to go double or nothing. Yeah, she'd think about that… right after her brain started functioning again… right now, getting Chase naked filled her mind and they were in a damned bad spot to shed clothes.
Reaching out, Nevin nudged the door of the weapon's locker open and dragged him inside, her mouth never leaving his. Kicking off her boots, she made sure they landed outside then slammed the hatch and fumbled for the wrench. Chase beat her to the tool, his lips burning a path along her throat and over her shoulder. He slid the metal home and hauled her close again, working his mouth back to hers.
Hovering less than a breath away, he hesitated. "I win." His mouth caught hers in another hard kiss. "And we're not going double or nothing. Don't even think it." He eased away, slowly backing up, raising his gaze to hers. "It's time to pay up, Nevin." He lifted a brow, daring her to back out.
Shit. He had her. No way to get out of paying up on the bet.
"Fine. You win." She warned him. "But you won't like it."
She'd never pull off her task without looking like a complete idiot.
Chase's lips curved upward and he planted his ass on a crate. "Oh, I'll like it. Trust me on that, Nevin."
A lap dance from Nevin topped his list of fun things to do.
He nodded. "You can start now. Or wait and do a full on naked version in the showers later."
Nevin tilted her head, studying him for several moments. "I vote for later. You have a job to do first."
He quirked a brow. "I do? Care to fill me in?"
She slowly unzipped the athletic warm-up jacket. "Oh, absolutely." She shrugged out of the garment. "You got me all hot and ready, you're not really gonna leave me hanging, are you?" She crisscrossed her arms and tugged her sports bra over her head.
Chase blew out a long breath then cleared his throat. "Uh, no. That would be rude." He rose, crossed the short distance between them, and drew her close. "And I'm nothing if not the epitome of manners."
A wide grin crossed her face and she popped the button on his fatigues. "You have your moments." She shoved the pants past his hips then cupped his ass. "Now take care of this business and I'll figure out a way to rock your world with the stupid lap dance."
Chase chuckled. "Yes, ma'am."
I love writing short, little glimpses into an established relationship. I also love reading them!!
That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flip!