Chapter Twelve-Devil Woman-Part 2

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As Carol walked outside, she scanned the yard for Daryl. She spotted him sitting at one of the table with Glenn, Maggie, and Merle. She stood and watched him for a moment, hoping she could pull this and that she was right that he had the same feelings for her that she had for him.

She stopped at picked up breakfast from where it where it was being dished out by the breakfast shift. She glanced down at the bowl and wrinkled her nose, lumpy oatmeal again, what she wouldn't give for some pancakes and sausage.

As she made her way over to the table, Merle was the first one to spot her. He looked her up and down and let out a wolf whistle causing the others to look up. Daryl eyes widened and he took an audible gulp. Maggie raised eyebrow in her direction and gave her a knowing look.

Glenn was the first one voice his opinion. "Holy shit, Carol looks hot." His eyes immediately widened as if had just realized what he said.

This earned a glare form Daryl and elbow to gut from Maggie, who immediately got up and stomped toward the prison. Glenn jumped up and followed his six month pregnant wife.

"Wait, baby come back." He said running after her.

"Can I sit here?" she Daryl coming to stand right next to him. He looked up giving him the perfect view of her breasts.

"Sure," he grunted immediately averting his eyes and looking back at his bowl.

"Thank you Daryl," she said placing her hand on his shoulder to help lower herself on the bench next to him. She sat right next to him, far closer than was necessary as there was no one else on their side of the of the bench.

Merle kept staring at her with a smirk on his face his eyes darting back and forth between her and Daryl. "Lookin mighty good today there mouse." He said while shoveling food into his mouth.

"Thank you Merle." She said taking a bite of her oatmeal.

Merle glanced at his brother. He still hadn't looked at her and had barely spoken to her. It was pretty obvious the boy had it bad. It was pretty oblivious what she as up to. He just hoped his brother would take the bait. Those two had dancing around each other for months and know looked like Mouse finally making a move.

Merle kicked Daryl under the table, causing Daryl to scowl at him. "What tha fuck was that for?" he asked reaching down and rubbing his shin.

Merle nodded his head in Carols direction. "Don' cha think Mouse is lookin real good today."

Daryl barely casts a glance in her direction. "Ya look real nice."

"Thank you Daryl. That's very sweet."

Merle shook his head at his brother sometimes he wondered if Daryl were really his brother. He wasn't even sure he knew what to do with a woman. Maybe he needed to leave them alone for a while. He stood up. "I'm gonna go git to work on that south fence."

"I'll help you." Said Daryl jumping up. He had to get away from her for a little while that outfit, combined with her sitting so close had been enough to make him aroused. He needed to get away before he embarrassed himself.

She caught his arm and stopped him before he could get away. "Actually Daryl I could use your help today."

He looked back at her, her hand and slipped down and was now in his hand. He finally took a good look at her. She was wearing jeans far tighter than he had ever seen her wear and tank so tight and low cut that he was if leaned forward he would get a good view of her tits. Were they always that big?

"What'cha need?" she shifted slightly trying to concentrate on anything but her hand in his. How soft it was and if she was that soft everywhere else.

"The kids knife class is today and I was wondering if you would help me. Show them a few things." she said beginning to rub circles on the back of his hand and biting on her lower lip.

What was she up to? She never touched him like this. "I can do that." He said pulling his hand from hers.

"Great." She said her smiling broadening. "Lets go." She whirling around and headed for the prison.

He watched her walk away her hips swaying slightly. Damn her ass looked delicious in those jeans. It was all he could to reach out and grab it with both hands. Fuck, he wanted her so bad he could practically taste it. He just didn't know how to go about it. He would ask Merle for advice but if he did that he would never hear the end out it. He didn't have much experience with women at least not women like Carol. He had slept with women, but they were always quit fucks in his truck, he didn't care about them. Carol deserved better than that.

As he following behind her she abruptly stopped. And bent over to adjust her boots. 'God damnit she was going to kill him'. Then she looked back at him and winked at him before walking into the prison.

He stopped with his mouth hanging open. She fucking did that on purpose. She wanted him to look. It suddenly occurred him that's why she was wearing those clothes. That was for him. She was trying to seduce him or some shit. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Well hell. He needed figure out what he was doing sooner rather than later, because he wasn't going to be able to hold now that he knew she wanted him to. He sighed and made his way into the prison.

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After the knife class was over, she was hoping that they could be alone, but he had left as soon as it was over saying he needed to go help Merle. She had been disappointed but she wasn't giving up yet. She knew he wanted her. After she put away the knife and sharpened the one that needed sharpening, she had gone to the supply room to help organize the supplies that had been brought in from the last run. She then made her way outside to see if they needed help getting lunch ready. But really she was hoping to find Daryl. But he was now where to be seen. She spotted Merle over at the kitchen tent talking to Beth trying to convince to give him lunch early.

"Merle!" she called making her way over to him.

"What'cha need mouse?" he asked reaching for the stew Beth had made for lunch and earning a smack on the hand.

"Have you seen Daryl?"

"Aint seen him since this morning when ya'll went off." He said reaching for stew again.

"No, Merle." Scolded Beth. "You have wait until it time for lunch. Besides it's now even read yet."

"He didn't come to help you with the fence?"

"Nope."

"I think I saw him heading for D-block about ten minutes ago." Said Beth said handing Merle a cereal bar to hold him over until lunch. He gave her a smirk and Beth smiled at him and went back to adding canned vegetables to he stew.

"Thanks." She said turning on her heal and heading for the door leading to D-block.

"Hey," called Merle.

She turned around and held her hand up the shield her eyes from the sun. "Yeah."

"Good luck. And try to break him." He said giving her a shit eating grin.

"Shut up Merle." She muttered.

As she made her way into D-block with a flash light she had grabbed out of the supply box that they kept at all the entrances so there would always be one available for anyone that might need one. She held her knife out and ready just in case she ran into any walker they had cleared the whole prison but you never know.

She was trying to figure out what she was going to do about Daryl when she found him. Should she just jump him and hope for the best. Maybe she just come out and tell him exactly how she felt, put all her cards on the table and see if he would tell her how she felt and go from there. She had just about figured out what she was going to do when she felt hand clamp over her mouth and arm grasp her around the waist and she felt herself being drug backwards.

AN: Part 3 coming soon. I'll try to have it up today since I got the day off work because of the snow. Hope you liked it. Let me know what you think.