Mission 2: Love, Uninterrupted
He tosses and turns in bed. He knows what will be happening if he's not there to prevent it. There is no time to waste! He jumps out of bed and starts throwing things into his duffle bag. He then goes into the bathroom for a quick shower and shave. He will be at her door in fifteen minutes if everything goes well. He rushes out to get dressed, runs down the stairs, and gets run over by his big orange dog.
"Get off me!" He tries to push the 95 pound friendly beast off his chest but the drooling dog won't budge. Great, now his face and chest are totally covered in dog saliva. "I really need to get going!" He pushes, he shoves, he wriggles. But all his attempts to get away fail. He lets out an exasperated sigh and keeps on struggling.
The dog wiggles his bushy tail, puts his full weight on the his owner's body and barks happily. He's being a good boy and no, he will not go anywhere.
"Good boy!" The tall, handsome, Mocha Latte fairy godfather clad sleekly in black says encouragingly*.
His apprentice looks at him with adoring eyes and puts a hand over her wildly beating heart. She is sooooooo lucky to be assigned to him!
At the same time, in an apartment that has been firebombed too many times to its owner's liking
She wakes up completely entangled with him.
"Uh-oh," she says. "Sorry! I seem to be on top of you."
He kisses her neck and slides the strap to her tank top off her shoulder. And then his hand is under her little knit top, his fingers skimming across her breast. He kisses her, and their tongues touch, and his mouth moves lower and lower… and lower! And this is the thing she knows about him from the one time they've been together. He makes love. And he likes to kiss. He kisses everything. A lot.
And he doesn't freeze in mid kiss...
* Dear readers, I don't have to tell you fairy godfathers and their apprentices are invisible to human eyes, do I?
