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This one was inspired by Dark Mage of Sea
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He was going to kill her.
What the hell had she been thinking? Was she insane? He knew that she had been given a bonus at work, and Psych was doing incredibly well in its fifth year of business, but what the hell did she think, money grew on trees?
Well he had news for her.
It didn't.
She came through the apartment door, a large grin on her face, and a bag of Chinese food in her hand.
"Hey baby, how was your day?" she smiled at him, dropping a kiss to his cheek as she set the bag of food on the kitchen counter and tossed her keys on the hook.
"Interesting dear," he mocked, his tone quietly controlled.
She looked at him quizzically as she slid off her jacket and shoes.
"What's the matter? Did you and Gus have a fight?" she asked, sounding concerned as she headed towards their bedroom to change out of her work clothes and into something a little more comfortable.
"No, uh, I did find the credit card bill however."
"Oh?" she sounded non-plussed as she entered the bedroom, closing the door about halfway.
"Yeah, want to explain some of these charges to me?" he asked as he looked down at the offending piece of paper as though it had done him a grievous wrong.
"Uh…" she trailed off, wracking her brain for the last few purchases she'd made with her bonus at work.
"Like, an eight-hundred dollar charge at Macy's?" he queried, and he heard her clear her throat nervously.
"Uh, what day was that?" she asked, stalling as she searched for the items she had bought that particular shopping spree.
"The eighteenth." He retorted, sounding closer to the door. She slammed the top drawer of her bureau shut and quickly changed into the piece of clothing in her hand.
"Oh, yeah, I remember that."
He scoffed, going back to his seat in the kitchen of their shared apartment.
"Well, what the hell did you buy that cost you eight hundred dollars?"
She hurried up with her zipper and with a final approving nod at the mirror stepped out into the living room.
He was looking down at the credit card bill, his face creased in concentration.
"Well, I bought this."
He looked up. He swallowed. Hard. The bill fluttered to the floor. She was wearing a mini-skirt. A very mini mini-skirt.
"You did?" he managed and she grinned, nodding.
"Yeah, I can take the stuff back though, I did go a little crazy with the bonus." She agreed with him and he stood quickly.
"No, that's…it's…that skirt should stay." He nodded as he crossed the room quickly, wrapping his girlfriend up in his arms and kissing her senseless. She giggled as he picked her up and headed towards the bedroom. He decided he could be mad at her later.
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I know this is short and long overdue, but I have just not felt inspired lately, so I should tell you that you really ought to thank Dark Mage of Sea for giving me this idea, and, therefore, inspiration to write.
Read and review my lovelies
As always
~Andrew's Slinky