MCD: :D
7. Turkey
Kagome watched intently as Turkey danced.
Yes, you heard that right- danced.
But not just any dance.
Kagome, realizing she was on the edge of her seat, scooted back and sighed, running a pale hand through her raven locks. She tried to calm down, honestly! But…oh dear lord…
Turkey smirked and slowly made his way up to her, shaking his hips like he was programmed to.
Kagome's eyes were locked to his hips alone…Well, sometimes they did stray up to his ridiculously sexy abs and pecs and-
"Like what you see, Kags?" Turkey whispered, and he could only laugh at the look she cast him.
Goddamn belly dancing…
