The Mane Attraction
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The fact was Mitch fucked her awake until she screamed. Then he slapped her ass and told her he sure would love some waffles and bacon while he walked off to take a shower. When she followed him to the bathroom and yelled at him through the shower curtain to make his own damn waffles and bacon, he reached out and yanked her in. They didnt feel like getting condoms, so they made each other come with their hands and their mouths. When they got out of the shower, there was only one towel, and they spent five minutes fighting over it until Mitch hung her upside down by her ankles. And then he wouldnt let her up until she called him Lord High Mitchell the Great. When he finally put her back on her feet, they had a slap fight over the whole Lord High thing, and Sissy got hold of the towel and took off running. She almost made it into her room, but he got to the door before she could slam it shut. Mitch insisted on drying her with the towel, but he shook her all over the place and kept the towel over her head until eventually she squealed and kicked at him.
When they finally got their clothes on, it was nearly lunch anyway, so they decided on heading into town to her brothers diner for food since he served breakfast all day long and Mitch really had his heart set on those waffles. Mitch grabbed hold of the car keys and held them over his head so Sissy couldnt get them. She, in turn, grabbed his nuts and twisted until he gave her the damn keys.
The thankfully short drive into town consisted of a lot of roaring and screams to slow the fuck down! which Sissy ignored as always. But now they were safely ensconced in a booth, and with his mouth full of food, Mitch couldnt keep from asking her, What is wrong with you anyway?
It was while they snarled at each other over Sissys plate of fries that Brendon and Ronnie sat down. Ronnies cast had been removed, and now she wore an ACE bandage. In another day, her broken wrist would be nothing but a faint memory.
When Sissy glanced at Brendon, she realized something was bothering him.
Whats wrong? Sissy felt fangs slide across the flesh of her hand. They didnt break the skin, but the meaning was clear. Eyes wide, she glowered at Mitch. Have you lost your goddamn mind?
Watch your mouth, Sissy Mae, Sammy chastised from behind the register.
Yeah, Mitch chastised from across the table. Watch your mouth.
Dont make me come over there and rip out that tacky mane of yours.
Its tawny. My tawny mane.
Dez is coming down here, Brendon cut in.
Sissy and Mitch looked at Brendon and back at each other. Then they started laughing and couldnt seem to stop.
I dont see whats so funny.
It took a moment for Sissy to get her laughter under control. Dez. In Tennessee. Thats funny.
Arent you interested in whyshes coming here?
No. But Im sure you cant wait to tell us.
Shes coming down here because she thinks whoever tried to kill Mitch is coming here to finish the job.
Well, good luck to her getting into town without anyone knowing. Sissy shook her head. It aint gonna happen.
Brendon ignored Sissy and said to Mitch, I think you should go into Witness Protection now. Not wait until after the trial.
Sissys whole body went sort of cold, then hot. She hadnt thought about Mitch going into Witness Protection. For days, theyd been too busy having sex. But the thought of never seeing him again made her feel almost physically ill. But she wanted him safe, too.
I cant, Mitch replied, finishing off the rest of the fries she no longer wanted. Ive got the game.
Brendon glared at his brother for a good long while before he snarled, Are you fucking kidding me?
No, Im not kidding. I made a promise. Im not leaving until after the game. Besides, I think we have a good chance against those bears.
Sliding out of the booth, Brendon stood. Can I talk to you outside?
Not if youre gonna yell at me.
Brendon stared, and Mitch stared back until Sissy said, Go with him before he yanks you out of the booth.
Letting out a sigh, Mitch followed after his brother.
You all right? Ronnie asked, sitting back a bit when the waitress put a double chocolate shake in front of her.
Yeah. Why?
Because you got this look on your face when Shaw mentioned Witness Protection.
Yeah. Guess I forgot.
Shaw is torn between wanting his brother safe and terrified hell never see him again. Ronnie sipped chocolate shake through a straw. When she stopped, she said, And you can forget it.
Forget what?
Whatever youre planning to do to OFarrell. Forget it.
Who said I was Sissy stopped talking when a dab of whipped cream hit her between the eyes. Was that really necessary?
It was because I know how your mind works. So lets lay this on the table, shall we? You cant call your Uncle Eustice and see if he can handle things from where he is. Nor can you have his prison location moved so hell have a crack at OFarrell. Damn. The woman did know her well. And if theres one thing Ive learned about Mitchell Shaw, its that you killing a man, even to protect him, wont win you any points. She shrugged. Hes got a hard-on for scumbags. Hell do this, give up his entire life because he knows its the right thing to do.
When they finally got their clothes on, it was nearly lunch anyway, so they decided on heading into town to her brothers diner for food since he served breakfast all day long and Mitch really had his heart set on those waffles. Mitch grabbed hold of the car keys and held them over his head so Sissy couldnt get them. She, in turn, grabbed his nuts and twisted until he gave her the damn keys.
The thankfully short drive into town consisted of a lot of roaring and screams to slow the fuck down! which Sissy ignored as always. But now they were safely ensconced in a booth, and with his mouth full of food, Mitch couldnt keep from asking her, What is wrong with you anyway?
It was while they snarled at each other over Sissys plate of fries that Brendon and Ronnie sat down. Ronnies cast had been removed, and now she wore an ACE bandage. In another day, her broken wrist would be nothing but a faint memory.
When Sissy glanced at Brendon, she realized something was bothering him.
Whats wrong? Sissy felt fangs slide across the flesh of her hand. They didnt break the skin, but the meaning was clear. Eyes wide, she glowered at Mitch. Have you lost your goddamn mind?
Watch your mouth, Sissy Mae, Sammy chastised from behind the register.
Yeah, Mitch chastised from across the table. Watch your mouth.
Dont make me come over there and rip out that tacky mane of yours.
Its tawny. My tawny mane.
Dez is coming down here, Brendon cut in.
Sissy and Mitch looked at Brendon and back at each other. Then they started laughing and couldnt seem to stop.
I dont see whats so funny.
It took a moment for Sissy to get her laughter under control. Dez. In Tennessee. Thats funny.
Arent you interested in whyshes coming here?
No. But Im sure you cant wait to tell us.
Shes coming down here because she thinks whoever tried to kill Mitch is coming here to finish the job.
Well, good luck to her getting into town without anyone knowing. Sissy shook her head. It aint gonna happen.
Brendon ignored Sissy and said to Mitch, I think you should go into Witness Protection now. Not wait until after the trial.
Sissys whole body went sort of cold, then hot. She hadnt thought about Mitch going into Witness Protection. For days, theyd been too busy having sex. But the thought of never seeing him again made her feel almost physically ill. But she wanted him safe, too.
I cant, Mitch replied, finishing off the rest of the fries she no longer wanted. Ive got the game.
Brendon glared at his brother for a good long while before he snarled, Are you fucking kidding me?
No, Im not kidding. I made a promise. Im not leaving until after the game. Besides, I think we have a good chance against those bears.
Sliding out of the booth, Brendon stood. Can I talk to you outside?
Not if youre gonna yell at me.
Brendon stared, and Mitch stared back until Sissy said, Go with him before he yanks you out of the booth.
Letting out a sigh, Mitch followed after his brother.
You all right? Ronnie asked, sitting back a bit when the waitress put a double chocolate shake in front of her.
Yeah. Why?
Because you got this look on your face when Shaw mentioned Witness Protection.
Yeah. Guess I forgot.
Shaw is torn between wanting his brother safe and terrified hell never see him again. Ronnie sipped chocolate shake through a straw. When she stopped, she said, And you can forget it.
Forget what?
Whatever youre planning to do to OFarrell. Forget it.
Who said I was Sissy stopped talking when a dab of whipped cream hit her between the eyes. Was that really necessary?
It was because I know how your mind works. So lets lay this on the table, shall we? You cant call your Uncle Eustice and see if he can handle things from where he is. Nor can you have his prison location moved so hell have a crack at OFarrell. Damn. The woman did know her well. And if theres one thing Ive learned about Mitchell Shaw, its that you killing a man, even to protect him, wont win you any points. She shrugged. Hes got a hard-on for scumbags. Hell do this, give up his entire life because he knows its the right thing to do.
