Go Fetch!
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Okay. She needed to stop this right now. Right now.
Miki slid off the stool shed been perched on and stretched her neck. Her whole body felt tight. Tight and cranky. Angie was right. Miki was a tense mess. But she had so much on her mind. She hadnt been bullshitting when she told Conall that. She had more on her mind than anyone could possibly imagine.
A bottle of water suddenly appeared in front of her face and she realized shed drifted to stand in front of Conall. The thought of him watching her stretch her neck and shoulders made her warm. Again. She needed to get control of that. She had enough on her mind without worrying about uncontrollable hot flashes.
Miki grabbed the water and looked up to find Conall hovering over her. Christ, youre tall. Is everyone in your family so fuckin tall?
Its the Nordic thing.
It was funny, the music was amazingly loud, but the wolves had no trouble hearing each other. She, however, couldnt hear shit over the industrial techno blasting from the speakers unless someone screamed at her.
Miki drank some of the water and tried to ignore Conall standing behind her. She could feel the heat coming off his body, and it was starting to feel really nice.
Conall stared at the back of Mikis neck. Watching her stretch the tight muscles there and in her shoulders almost sent him over the edge.
She wore a tight tank top, and he could easily see how long and refined her neck was, her shoulders small but strong, her back straight and lightly muscled. He could tell Miki was a girl who knew how to handle herself. He liked that. Liked the fact that she wasnt a little wimp waiting for some knight to come rescue her. By the time the knight made it up to the tower of the castle, shed have devised an elaborate pulley system to extract herself to safety. He found her brain so sexy. Well, her brain and that ass.
Unable to resist, he took his thumb and stroked the back of her neck. She stiffened but she didnt knock his hand away. Taking that as a good sign, he continued to knead the tense muscles of her neck and watch her bodys response. It didnt take her long to relax a little, so he let the rest of his hand settle against her throat. His fingers spread out across her collarbone, gently stroking the sensitive flesh there.
Her back was still to him, but he was almost positive shed closed her eyes when she dropped her head forward. He massaged other areas of her neck where he felt tightness, keeping it up until he heard her moan. And that sound almost killed him.
Gently, Conall pulled her body into his, her back against his front. Wearing her low-heeled Doc Martens, the top of her head just about reached his chest. Yeah, he could make that height work quite nicely for them both.
He leaned down next to her ear. Wanna dance?
She turned and stared at him. Are youkidding?
He wondered if she was concerned with the fact she was an amazingly lousy dancer. Whats the problem?
Im not even five-five and what are you? Nine feet or so? Well look like idiots.
I am not nine feet. He moved around in front of her, finally releasing the hold he had on her neck. For a split second, she actually appeared disappointed.
You know, Kendrick, Im unimpressed.
With what exactly?
I thought you brilliant types were a lot more creative. She frowned but that quickly changed into a look of surprise as he bent down, slid his hands under her ass, and lifted her off the floor. She wore a sexy leather miniskirt and he could feel the panties underneath. Satin. Nice.
Are you nuts? Put me down! But she was smiling and didnt seem all that pissed.
No way. Were going to dance. Wrap your arms around my neck. She did that quickly since he pretended to almost drop her. Good girl. And wrap your legs around my waist.
She raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Get your mind out of the gutter, Kendrick. She rolled her eyes, but wrapped her legs around him just the same. Her ankles locked at the small of his back and her pelvis pushed against his groin. And he wished with all his heart they were back in his room doing this. Naked.
Miki couldnt believe she hadnt punched him yet. She should have. But, she grudgingly had to admit, he felt really good between her legs.
Staring straight at her, he walked them both to the middle of the dance floor. It was awkward for Miki, his heated gaze tearing right through her. No one had ever looked at her like that before. At least not so shed noticed. She didnt know what to say or do in such a situation, so she glanced around the room instead. She felt him move and her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head. She liked how he moved. She briefly wondered if he moved like that in bed.
Bad thought. Bad thought. Bad thought.
She caught sight of Sara watching her. She expected her to be all cocky and triumphant but, instead, she gave Miki the sweetest look, which only made it worse. She didnt want to get Saras hopes up over nothing.
She knew Sara cared. The woman had cared about her since shed picked Miki up off the playground floor all those years ago after some evil little boys had knocked Miki down and called her a freak. Sarad helped her up and Angelina had kicked their asses. She smiled at the memory of those boys running for their lives by the time sweet, girly Angelina had gotten done with them. Since then theyd been protecting each other. Even risking their lives for each other. But sometimes Sara and Angelinas concern for her could get a little stifling.
Miki slid off the stool shed been perched on and stretched her neck. Her whole body felt tight. Tight and cranky. Angie was right. Miki was a tense mess. But she had so much on her mind. She hadnt been bullshitting when she told Conall that. She had more on her mind than anyone could possibly imagine.
A bottle of water suddenly appeared in front of her face and she realized shed drifted to stand in front of Conall. The thought of him watching her stretch her neck and shoulders made her warm. Again. She needed to get control of that. She had enough on her mind without worrying about uncontrollable hot flashes.
Miki grabbed the water and looked up to find Conall hovering over her. Christ, youre tall. Is everyone in your family so fuckin tall?
Its the Nordic thing.
It was funny, the music was amazingly loud, but the wolves had no trouble hearing each other. She, however, couldnt hear shit over the industrial techno blasting from the speakers unless someone screamed at her.
Miki drank some of the water and tried to ignore Conall standing behind her. She could feel the heat coming off his body, and it was starting to feel really nice.
Conall stared at the back of Mikis neck. Watching her stretch the tight muscles there and in her shoulders almost sent him over the edge.
She wore a tight tank top, and he could easily see how long and refined her neck was, her shoulders small but strong, her back straight and lightly muscled. He could tell Miki was a girl who knew how to handle herself. He liked that. Liked the fact that she wasnt a little wimp waiting for some knight to come rescue her. By the time the knight made it up to the tower of the castle, shed have devised an elaborate pulley system to extract herself to safety. He found her brain so sexy. Well, her brain and that ass.
Unable to resist, he took his thumb and stroked the back of her neck. She stiffened but she didnt knock his hand away. Taking that as a good sign, he continued to knead the tense muscles of her neck and watch her bodys response. It didnt take her long to relax a little, so he let the rest of his hand settle against her throat. His fingers spread out across her collarbone, gently stroking the sensitive flesh there.
Her back was still to him, but he was almost positive shed closed her eyes when she dropped her head forward. He massaged other areas of her neck where he felt tightness, keeping it up until he heard her moan. And that sound almost killed him.
Gently, Conall pulled her body into his, her back against his front. Wearing her low-heeled Doc Martens, the top of her head just about reached his chest. Yeah, he could make that height work quite nicely for them both.
He leaned down next to her ear. Wanna dance?
She turned and stared at him. Are youkidding?
He wondered if she was concerned with the fact she was an amazingly lousy dancer. Whats the problem?
Im not even five-five and what are you? Nine feet or so? Well look like idiots.
I am not nine feet. He moved around in front of her, finally releasing the hold he had on her neck. For a split second, she actually appeared disappointed.
You know, Kendrick, Im unimpressed.
With what exactly?
I thought you brilliant types were a lot more creative. She frowned but that quickly changed into a look of surprise as he bent down, slid his hands under her ass, and lifted her off the floor. She wore a sexy leather miniskirt and he could feel the panties underneath. Satin. Nice.
Are you nuts? Put me down! But she was smiling and didnt seem all that pissed.
No way. Were going to dance. Wrap your arms around my neck. She did that quickly since he pretended to almost drop her. Good girl. And wrap your legs around my waist.
She raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Get your mind out of the gutter, Kendrick. She rolled her eyes, but wrapped her legs around him just the same. Her ankles locked at the small of his back and her pelvis pushed against his groin. And he wished with all his heart they were back in his room doing this. Naked.
Miki couldnt believe she hadnt punched him yet. She should have. But, she grudgingly had to admit, he felt really good between her legs.
Staring straight at her, he walked them both to the middle of the dance floor. It was awkward for Miki, his heated gaze tearing right through her. No one had ever looked at her like that before. At least not so shed noticed. She didnt know what to say or do in such a situation, so she glanced around the room instead. She felt him move and her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head. She liked how he moved. She briefly wondered if he moved like that in bed.
Bad thought. Bad thought. Bad thought.
She caught sight of Sara watching her. She expected her to be all cocky and triumphant but, instead, she gave Miki the sweetest look, which only made it worse. She didnt want to get Saras hopes up over nothing.
She knew Sara cared. The woman had cared about her since shed picked Miki up off the playground floor all those years ago after some evil little boys had knocked Miki down and called her a freak. Sarad helped her up and Angelina had kicked their asses. She smiled at the memory of those boys running for their lives by the time sweet, girly Angelina had gotten done with them. Since then theyd been protecting each other. Even risking their lives for each other. But sometimes Sara and Angelinas concern for her could get a little stifling.
