The Mane Event
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Well, thats what she got for trying to prove her sisters wrong. She wanted to show them she could get a man. That she could be happy.
Idiot.
Well, she had no one to blame but herself. All that aside, she still needed to get away. She just never knew how to politely get herself out of these conversations. At her very core, she still felt a little guilty over their breakup. So telling him to fuck off and storming away never seemed like an option.
Dez glanced around. Shed been shopping for her sisters and their brats when she found herself wandering around the lingerie department and thinking about Mace. She never worried about underwear too much, but she did have on her special, dark red lace panties with matching bra. Although she had no intention of letting Mace see her in them, she still couldnt bring herself to whip out the Hanes Her Way for this particular occasion.
Now, pricing all the great stuff they had available, she found herself thinking all sorts of dirty and morally appalling things she could do to Mace and that he could do to her. The nuns had been right. She was no better than Mary Magdalene.
And you know the only reason hes trying to prove Im using the firms money for inappropriate purchases is because hes jealous of me.
Dez barely stifled a yawn when she suddenly felt someones eyes on her. The intensity of it almost overwhelmed her. It licked across her spine, the back of her neck. It wasnt an unpleasant feeling. Far from it. She looked around, finally catching sight of Mace. One look into those gold eyes and her entire body clenched. She almost squirmed.
Why he was in the lingerie section she had no idea, but she would always be eternally grateful.
She screamed at him in her head. Get that fine ass over here and save me! Although that seemed kind of useless. She remembered the hand signals they came up with should they find themselves in such a situation. They went from, Hey, when you got a minute, could you stop by to Get me the fuck outta here!
Dez really hoped she was using the correct one now. Shed lose her mind if she instead utilized the never-before accessed Were going to the closet to make out. Come get me in twenty minutes.
Instead of rushing to her side, Mace held up a panty and lingerie set she would never try to pour her body into. Had the man lost his mind? Why the hell would he show her that? Then he wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Christ! Men truly were disgusting. She rubbed her forehead with her middle finger, which made him laugh.
He came toward her, but Mace never simply walked. No. He stalked. Like she were prey. This time was no different. As he moved toward her, she noticed he stared at her face. Then, as he got closer, his eyes moved onto her mouth.
Holy shit, he wanted to kiss her and seemed hell-bent on doing just that.
She swallowed. Hard. She didnt know what to do. Clearly the man was taking advantage of her current dire situation. And, clearly, she wanted him to.
God, didshe want him to.
The whole time, her ex kept talking. But shed stopped listening. She couldnt hear anything over her poor heart trying to burst out of her body.
Suddenly Mace was there. In front of her. Her exs voice droned on for another thirty seconds or so, then stopped, since he was no longer the center of her attention. Hed always hated that. Hence the divorce.
Maces arm slipped around her waist and he pulled her flush against his body. His head lowered toward hers, and for the first time she noticed Mace had a healthy head of hair. She frowned. She could have sworn only yesterday the man had been nearly bald.
His lips were inches away from hers.
Dont you dare, Mace Llewellyn, she whispered in desperation. When did her life start spiraling out of control? She always had control. Or, at the very least, the illusion of it. But Mace, he wouldnt let her have even that. Not if he could help it.
Im just helpin out, baby, he whispered back. Then his lips were on hers, and suddenly Macys giant department store, three days before Christmas, completely cleared out and she and Mace were the only people left in the entire building.
Thats how it felt anyway. She couldnt think beyond his lips taking hers. His tongue licked across her bottom lip and, like the weak-willed female she was, her mouth opened just enough for him to stake a claim. His tongue slid in and instinctually her tongue met his. She tasted spicy cinnamon and Mace. Both tasted wonderful. No one had ever kissed her like this before. Like they were taking ownership.
Her arms slid around his neck, his free hand finding its way into her hair. He gripped the back of her head and held her steady for his onslaught. Not letting her back awaylike she even considered it an option. She wasnt going anywhere. Not at the moment anyway. It had been a long time since shed been this close to a man. Any man. But to have a physical god like Mace Llewellyn kissing her like hed been waiting years to do thiswell, a girl should never rush through that. And she didnt. She took her time exploring Maces mouth and tongue.
Tonight would be brutal. Thank God she had something to do after their dinner or shed be getting herself into all sorts of trouble. With just a kiss, Mace practically made her forgetwell, everything. Everything but him.
Throat clearing. He kept hearing someone clearing their throat. Who the fuck would dare try to get his attention when he had the most divine tongue in his mouth?
He gripped Dez tighter, and she tangled her fingers in his hair. Damn, but the woman could kiss. She tasted so good, too. When hed walked over to rescue her from the no-neck guy, he had no intention of kissing her. But the closer he got the more he found himself staring at those lips. Those perfectly shaped, full lips. Suddenly he forgot all about no-neck and could think only about Dez. Sweet, adorable, damn confusing Dez.
Idiot.
Well, she had no one to blame but herself. All that aside, she still needed to get away. She just never knew how to politely get herself out of these conversations. At her very core, she still felt a little guilty over their breakup. So telling him to fuck off and storming away never seemed like an option.
Dez glanced around. Shed been shopping for her sisters and their brats when she found herself wandering around the lingerie department and thinking about Mace. She never worried about underwear too much, but she did have on her special, dark red lace panties with matching bra. Although she had no intention of letting Mace see her in them, she still couldnt bring herself to whip out the Hanes Her Way for this particular occasion.
Now, pricing all the great stuff they had available, she found herself thinking all sorts of dirty and morally appalling things she could do to Mace and that he could do to her. The nuns had been right. She was no better than Mary Magdalene.
And you know the only reason hes trying to prove Im using the firms money for inappropriate purchases is because hes jealous of me.
Dez barely stifled a yawn when she suddenly felt someones eyes on her. The intensity of it almost overwhelmed her. It licked across her spine, the back of her neck. It wasnt an unpleasant feeling. Far from it. She looked around, finally catching sight of Mace. One look into those gold eyes and her entire body clenched. She almost squirmed.
Why he was in the lingerie section she had no idea, but she would always be eternally grateful.
She screamed at him in her head. Get that fine ass over here and save me! Although that seemed kind of useless. She remembered the hand signals they came up with should they find themselves in such a situation. They went from, Hey, when you got a minute, could you stop by to Get me the fuck outta here!
Dez really hoped she was using the correct one now. Shed lose her mind if she instead utilized the never-before accessed Were going to the closet to make out. Come get me in twenty minutes.
Instead of rushing to her side, Mace held up a panty and lingerie set she would never try to pour her body into. Had the man lost his mind? Why the hell would he show her that? Then he wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Christ! Men truly were disgusting. She rubbed her forehead with her middle finger, which made him laugh.
He came toward her, but Mace never simply walked. No. He stalked. Like she were prey. This time was no different. As he moved toward her, she noticed he stared at her face. Then, as he got closer, his eyes moved onto her mouth.
Holy shit, he wanted to kiss her and seemed hell-bent on doing just that.
She swallowed. Hard. She didnt know what to do. Clearly the man was taking advantage of her current dire situation. And, clearly, she wanted him to.
God, didshe want him to.
The whole time, her ex kept talking. But shed stopped listening. She couldnt hear anything over her poor heart trying to burst out of her body.
Suddenly Mace was there. In front of her. Her exs voice droned on for another thirty seconds or so, then stopped, since he was no longer the center of her attention. Hed always hated that. Hence the divorce.
Maces arm slipped around her waist and he pulled her flush against his body. His head lowered toward hers, and for the first time she noticed Mace had a healthy head of hair. She frowned. She could have sworn only yesterday the man had been nearly bald.
His lips were inches away from hers.
Dont you dare, Mace Llewellyn, she whispered in desperation. When did her life start spiraling out of control? She always had control. Or, at the very least, the illusion of it. But Mace, he wouldnt let her have even that. Not if he could help it.
Im just helpin out, baby, he whispered back. Then his lips were on hers, and suddenly Macys giant department store, three days before Christmas, completely cleared out and she and Mace were the only people left in the entire building.
Thats how it felt anyway. She couldnt think beyond his lips taking hers. His tongue licked across her bottom lip and, like the weak-willed female she was, her mouth opened just enough for him to stake a claim. His tongue slid in and instinctually her tongue met his. She tasted spicy cinnamon and Mace. Both tasted wonderful. No one had ever kissed her like this before. Like they were taking ownership.
Her arms slid around his neck, his free hand finding its way into her hair. He gripped the back of her head and held her steady for his onslaught. Not letting her back awaylike she even considered it an option. She wasnt going anywhere. Not at the moment anyway. It had been a long time since shed been this close to a man. Any man. But to have a physical god like Mace Llewellyn kissing her like hed been waiting years to do thiswell, a girl should never rush through that. And she didnt. She took her time exploring Maces mouth and tongue.
Tonight would be brutal. Thank God she had something to do after their dinner or shed be getting herself into all sorts of trouble. With just a kiss, Mace practically made her forgetwell, everything. Everything but him.
Throat clearing. He kept hearing someone clearing their throat. Who the fuck would dare try to get his attention when he had the most divine tongue in his mouth?
He gripped Dez tighter, and she tangled her fingers in his hair. Damn, but the woman could kiss. She tasted so good, too. When hed walked over to rescue her from the no-neck guy, he had no intention of kissing her. But the closer he got the more he found himself staring at those lips. Those perfectly shaped, full lips. Suddenly he forgot all about no-neck and could think only about Dez. Sweet, adorable, damn confusing Dez.
