Lupin fan1-Working late is not all it's cracked up to be. You start getting addicted to McDonald's coffee, and then things get scary...
Where the hell was she? They had already come too close to being found out! They had to go on time tonight. So where the hell was she?
"You idiot!" Well, there was that mystery solved. "What did you think…"
Her voice faded and he made his way along the dim corridor. What was going on now?
"If you fuck this up again, I will make you scream until your vocal cords snap in half!" What? "Do I make myself clear?"
There was a whimper of agreement and a minute later, one of their delivery men came rushing past him. He was slightly insulted that they didn't even notice him. He shoved open the door.
"Jonathan." She straightened her skirt out and picked up her purse. "Ready to go?"
"What happened?"
"There was a slight mishap. It's taken care of."
"Taken care of."
"We had words."
"I heard."
She winced and reached up to remove a couple of errant bobby pins.
"Sorry."
"It was…um…good." He pauses. "May I borrow them?"
"My bobby pins?"
"Your words."
"Oh. Sure."
Good. He would have to file that away somewhere for later usage.
Marry her.
I'm considering it.
Didn't somebody have a quote about this kind of thing?
Quote? What quote…oh. Oh. Kipling was right. He'd have to keep that quote in mind from now on.
"Come on, let's go home."
She looped her arm through his and they started towards the door, flicking the lights off as they went.
"Kitty?"
"Mm."
"How exactly were you going to carry out that threat?"
"Trade secret, love."
Yes. Kipling was right. The female of the species was much more deadly than the male.