AN- First of I am still here and still around. My muse has deserted me for a while, I hope to meet up with it again soon as I do miss the weird little guy (yes my muse is male). Anyway, these came about due to a set of prompts I was sent by a friend. The line I was sent is at the start of each one (obviously) and I still have more to do so this will be an ongoing thing. Some turned out quite short yet some took on a life of their own and grew into short stroys. I may post them all under this header so some chapters will be like this one, a collection of probably three whereas some chapters may only contain one. So enough from me and on with the reading, enjoy.
The fortune cookie made me do it.
As she looked around the table at her friends, her eyes finally rested on the man sat next to her. She knew there was something between them, there had been since she arrived in New Orleans. She was just going to go for it, throw caution to the wind. If it backfired she could say it was the cookies idea.
"King, you got a minute?" Trying to catch his attention as he sat talking to Chris.
"KING, you got a minute?" Saying his name a little louder.
It worked as she saw him stop talking and turn to her.
"Sure, what's up?" King replied as he looked at her.
As his eyes meet her she knew this was definitely it, make or break time. Reaching up with her left hand she cupped his face and saw a smile tug at the corner of his mouth. So far so good. Slowly she moved closer to him till their faces were merely an inch apart. Licking her lips she could feel her heart race as she finally closed the tiny gap between them and brushed her lips against his. She was about to move back when she felt his hand reach up and his fingers tangle in her now shoulder length hair. He kissed her back with a passion and energy she was a little surprised at. It took her a second to get her brain to catch on before she kissed him back with the same amount of enthusiasm he had. The people at the table went from loud talking to complete silence. When the couple finally broke apart there was a chorus of whistles and cheers from their friends. Both King and Merri were a little too caught up with each other to notice.
"That was a little unexpected," King said as he kept his fingers stroking through her hair. "What brought that on? Not that I am complaining in the slightest." Placing a kiss to her nose.
Instead of actually explaining she passed him the slip of paper that had made her kiss him in the first place. King took the piece of paper and looked at it. He wasn't sure if he should laugh or not.
"A fortune cookie made you kiss me, this I have to keep." Sliding the tiny price of paper into his pocket. "I will have to thank whoever came up with the idea of a group Chinese, especially since I can now do this, as he leant in and kissed her again.
No drugs or nuclear weapons allowed in the restrooms.
Standing at the entrance to the corridor leading down to the restrooms, Dwayne Pride put his arm out and stopped the woman walking beside him. Meredith Brody came to a dead halt as her path was blocked by an arm.
"I have been in the car four hours Dwayne, what the hell are you doing?" Glaring at the arm across her chest and then up at King's face.
"It says no drugs or nuclear weapons in restrooms, I want to check you're not carrying any, you do have a very large bump in the front there. Maybe I should do a search of you to check." Giving her a dazzling smile as he leant towards her.
"I swear Dwayne if you don't let me past you will be the one needing the drugs after I nuke you and make you radioactive. Now let me past before I carry out that threat." Brody told King as she pushed on his arm and charged forward.
Maybe stopping his pregnant girlfriend from getting to the restroom was not the best choice of things to do, especially now the twins were growing out of room and played constant football with her bladder.
"I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose." "I think it's a new phenomenon."
As Dwayne Pride walked in the kitchen he looked across at the only two people in the room. Both were currently stood at the sink, one leaning over it and the other stood to the side looking at the one bent over it.
"Why is he bleeding?" Pride asked.
"Because he's an idiot." The women answered, looking between the two men.
"I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose." Pride commented as he stepped up to Lasalle and looked at the blood still slowly dripping from his nose.
"I think it's a new phenomenon." Was all she said as he watched her rub the knuckles on her left hand.
"Which one of you is gonna tell me what was said and why you saw fit to thump him?" Going to the freezer and getting an ice pack out.
Standing in front of both his agents, he passed the ice pack to Brody then passed a cloth to Lasalle now the bleeding had stopped.
"Table the pair of you." Inclining his head behind him.
All three of them walked to the table and sat down.
"Speak." Was all he said as he looked between his squabbling agents.
"She started..." Lasalle was about to say as Pride held his hand up to silence him.
"I don't care who started it, what did you say for her to hit you?" Looking at Brody then Lasalle.
"I only asked if I could get a look at that tattoo of hers that seems to be such a big secret." As he dropped the bloodied cloth to the table after wiping his face over.
"Brody what else did he do?" As he lifted the ice pack up and looked at her still red raw knuckles.
"After his comment asking to see me tattoo he eyed up my ass and winked." Throwing the ice pack at Lasalle as he burst out laughing.
Pride looked at his long term friend and watched as he caught the ice pack laughing. Shaking his head he reached over and got the ice pack back, wrapping it back around Brody's hand.
"Chris, apologies now." Shooting a death glare at Lasalle.
"It was only a bit fun, am sorry Brody. I promise not to eye up your ass again...this week." Standing from the table and making a run for the door to the courtyard.
"Chris Lasalle am going to shot you, or worse actually kill you." As Brody darted from the table after her partner.
"I give up if she shoots you, Chris, I will not drive you to the hospital. Brody don't leave any marks, well where they can be seen anyway." Pride yelled out the door as he set about making coffee.
He knew they had come to blows before, and they would again. It was how they worked so well together.