So here's the next chapter. It's short, I know, but I really don't have time because of school. Still I want to write the story while I have the idea.
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They drove home in silence. Only when Nikita started packing the silence was broken.
"Are we really like that?"She asked
"It's possible." He laughed, "But I'm still not fond of the idea that I am not going with you." He putted her guns in the bag along with the ammo while she was going through planned event so she can choose proper clothes.
"So first contact is at some gala event and the second last at some fancy restaurant where all of his men work. I am not going on that one, 'cause the agent is probably going to be there so we can't risk exposure. At least that one dress less. You'll have to help me pick one." she informed him
"Okay, show them to me." He sat on the chair.
She nodded and picked 4 dresses from the closet. He basically liked all of them but eventually they narrowed it down to just two.
"Come on, Michael. I can't wear both. Which one?" she was standing in her underwear with black and red dress in her hands feeling a little bit frustrated.
"You are beautiful in every one of them. Just take one." He said.
"Fine. Then I'm going with the red one." She let go of the black one.
Michael looked at the dress one more time and noticed that it's a tiny bit too revealing.
"Take the black one. "He said quickly and then pointed at the red dress "That stunning you can be just for me." And then he smiled. She rolled her eyes at that comment and put the black one in the suitcase.
She went over to him and sat in his lap and he immediately embraced her.
"Are you sure you're going to be fine without me?" she lowered herself so she can kiss his neck. His breathing became shallow. She left a trail of kisses along his neck then she started to kiss his jaw and his grip on her hips was showing how affected he was. He smiled and looked in to her eyes when she stopped to get an answer. He wanted to make sure she was thinking the same thing.
"I have to go in 20 twenty minutes." She said quietly just barely touching his lips while speaking.
"A lot can happen in 20 minutes." he said quickly and shifted his head to the left side. Automatically, she caught his lips with hers. There is usually a transition from sweet and loving kisses to the passionate ones but now, they were out of time.
His hand were everywhere, while hers where busy in his hair. He gripped her waist, put one hand at the back of her neck and got up with her still kissing her. He lowered her on the bed and took all his clothes of except the boxers. Slowly, he started kissing her stomach all the way to the in between of her breast. He moved his tongue rapidly across her neck and finally he captured her lips with his. Nikita was completely lost in his kisses. Right when things got real hot, a phone rang and hands that were just about to remove his boxers, went for the phone.
"Ignore it." He stopped her hand. She put that hand on his cheek and smirked against his lips.
But then Ryan's voice filled the room through the answering machine.
"Nikita, where are you? Owen is already here. Call me."
Michael growled in to her hair when their kiss was, again, interrupted.
