The Beginning.
AN: Purely based on the books if you have not read them what are you doing reading this go find the books and read them instead. Melinda does a much better job then me. (Background for those of you who have shortly after book ten)
"So…" Maria said not breaking the stare that Michael had her locked in.
"So…" he echoed with a faint smile.
"Nope. Not fair you cheated." She said pointing and laughing at his faint smile that had looked more like a grimace then anything else.
"No you never said no smiling." Michael defended with a huge
goofy grin on his face.
"That most definitely was not a smile." She said as she
finished shaking her head and pointed once more at him. "That was pulling a
face. Therefore I win." She said poking him in the chest for emphasis.
"Oh really?" he questioned innocently.
"Really." She fought back as the distance between them started to close rapidly.
"Really." He echoed then silenced her protest with a soul-shattering
kiss.
"Alex would call you on that. He wrote the book on staring contests. He even has a list on his website with some stupid staring contest rules or something."
"Should I invite him over too?" he teased.
"You could. I've got work." She said standing up and picking
up her backpack in the process.
"Well Alex won't be nearly as much fun as you are." He
whispered in her ear and traced his finger down her arm sending goose bumps
through her.
"How come your so dense?" she questioned turning in his arms and teasing him.
"I think the stone of midnight had something to do with it." He joked back. "Maybe it had some sort of stupidity power too."
"You're an awful liar you know."
"No I think it must have been all those oils you've been
making everyone sniff." He said tugging at a strand of her springy blonde
hair.
"I should hate you for that comment.
"See ya tonight?" she questioned.
"You know I'm jealous." He started as she started away from
the building turning around so she could see him she shot him a questioning
look. "Every guy in town gets to see you in a little skimpy uniform which by
the way you look more then a little tasty in, while I get to stay here and
babysit the museum."
"I can give you a private fashion show if you want." She
offered.
"Where did my cute innocent Maria go?" he questioned.
"Oh didn't you know.
