Disclaimer: I don't own Matt (Damn) or any other Digimon characters. I also don't own the song Low, Foo Fighters do.
Chapter 2
Matt Lead Vocalist and Lead Guitarist
Dio Vocalist and Guitarist
Steve drummer
Mike Bass guitarist
( ) when Dio sings
Italics are when Matt thinks
I jingled my keys nervously. Shifting in my seat. I could hear the chanting from here.
I watched as Mike, Steve and Dio jumped around the room tackling each other and causing havoc to cover their nerves. I'd already locked Steve in the broom cupboard out of pure psychotic energy, trashed some chairs and taken part in a major water fight but unlike my band mates I still felt nervous. It was always the same and always ended after the first song.
"Hey Matt," Dio said freeing himself from the other two, "Can I borrow your car while we're in America? You can have my bike. I promise I won't touch your guitar."
I grinned. "Sure, all of the tour in America or just some of it?" Part of being such close friends in this band includes sharing everything. The only exception is my guitar, which is treated like the bands God…no wait IS the band's God.
"Don't know, just for a couple of weeks?" He said slowly as we exchanged keys.
"Hey! Stop fighting you idiots, you're on in two minutes." Pete yelled walking through the door.
Steve and Mike jumped up off the floor still pushing each other around.
I stuffed Dio's keys in my pocket and stood as we all gathered around Pete. Joining in on the shoving with the others.
Pete grinned shaking his head amused. "Ok you all know what to do, knock their socks off and make those girls swoon." He slapped me on the back for the last bit.
He looked at his watch then up at us. "Paws in!" We all stuck our fists in the middle. "Timber Wolves!" He shouted pumping his hand in the air.
We all through our heads back and howled before walking down the hallway laughing still pushing and shoving each other. No matter how much fun this all was I could still feel my stomach churning.
*~*~*~*~*
I stood on the pitch-black stage; the voices of my band mates in my earphone informed me that they were in place. "Ready?" I muttered into the tiny microphone on my cheek.
My band wolf-howled. I grinned. "Let's go."
A single spotlight shone on the stage. The audience fell silent. I stepped forward into the light to the microphone standing there and gave them a devil-may-care smile. As if I'd just hit the volume control the crowd started to scream wildly. I did exactly what I'd been trained to do, I laughed flicking a strand of hair casually out of my eyes then started playing my guitar. On cue the guys joined in. The stage lights flashed on bathing the once pitch-black stage in flashing light and showing the huge screen behind us showing several different images, ranging from shots of the band to funky light patterns. I gave the crowd another smile and started to sing.
Hey you,
Are you in there?
I'm stuck outside you, ooh
We could use,
One another
Another like you, ooh
You be my passerby
I'll be your new, one to pass through
Screws inside
Turned so tight
Turning on you
I'm hanging on you, ooh, ooh
Baby blue
(Baby blue)
Don't go nowhere
(Don't go nowhere)
I'm right beside you, ooh
Me and you
(Me and you)
Going nowhere
(Going nowhere)
I'm right beside you, ooh
You be my passerby
I'll be your new, one to pass through
Screws inside
Turned so tight
Turning on you
I'm hanging on you
Taking you as low as you go
As low as you go
Taking you as low as you go
As low as you go
Ooh, ooh, ooh
You be my passerby
I'll be your new, one to pass through
Screws inside
Turned so tight
Turning on you
I'm hanging on you
Taking you as low as you go
(Low as you go)
As low as you go
(Low as you go)
Taking you as low as you go
(Low as you go)
As low as you go
(As low as you go)
(Low as you go)
(As low as you go)
(Low as you go)
(As low as you go)
(Low as you go)
Ooh, ooh.
Taking you as low as you go
As low as you go
Taking you as low as you go
As low as you go
Taking you as low as you go
(Low as you go)
As low as you go
(Low as you go)
Taking you as low as you go
(Low as you go)
As low as you go
(As low as you go)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I brought my fingers across the strings one last time and stopped.
The crowds screams were deafening, I smiled as the churning in my stomach disappeared. "Timber Wolves!" Dio shouted waving his hand in the air.
The crowd started to howl. I laughed before bringing my head back and joining in.
*~*~*~*~*
I hate fashion shows, sure when people think about it they think. Looks simple enough, just people strutting their stuff walking down the catwalk. Behind the scenes it's hectic. Different designers running around almost in tears because of things that went wrong with their designs. Either that or the models walking around complaining about what they have to wear or unsure how to fix their minor problems. I sighed ducking into the ladies bathroom to get away from the noise. Only to be greeted by another designer who was nervously puffing on a cigarette next to the small window. She looked at me as if frightened I'd ask her a question, I smiled and leaned my head against the door, I could hear the background music and the voice announcing the designer of the current fashion being shown.
I took a deep breath and went back into the chaos.
"Mimi! Thank god I found you. There are two kids playing tag in the dressing room!" Someone shouted latching her hand onto my arm and dragging me towards the dressing room.
Once we got there I dislodged my arm from her grip and told her to go help Sharon who was currently surrounded by complainers and pushed the door open. All of the models were standing around the edge of the room watching in horror as a boy that couldn't be any older than 2 sat bawling as another boy of about 9 sat next to him looking around for help. I clucked my tongue, annoyed. "Hey some of you are almost on why aren't you doing anything?"
The models jumped to action completely ignoring the children. I sat down next to them. The older boy looked at me alarmed. I frowned his black hair was styled in spikes and he was wearing one of my designs. That meant he was one of my models. "What happened?" I asked.
"Ben tripped over, I don't know what's wrong with him." He said.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys holding them in front of Ben and jiggled them around. The toddler stopped crying instantly and looked at the keys suspiciously before giggling and taking them from my hand jingling them around.
I carefully picked him up gesturing for the other boy to follow me.
I went to a quiet room and sat down. The boy sat across from me and watched me. "What is your name?" I asked after a while.
"Sean." He said reluctantly.
"I'm Mimi," He nodded. "I was told that you and your brother, were playing tag in the dressing room."
Sean's eyes widened. "No, Ben got away from me and ran in there I was trying to get him back before he caused trouble."
I nodded smiling to calm him down. "I believe you. Where's your mother?"
"She's the announcer, she said I was to take care of Ben do my walk on the catwalk and then wait for the end of the show." He said.
"Isn't your turn up soon?" I asked.
He looked panicked.
"How about I take care of Ben while you go?" I suggested.
Sean nodded his head several times then bolted out of the room.
I sighed turning my head to talk to Ben. "I better get something really great after all this." Ben giggled and hit my nose with my keys.
*~*~*~*~*
I relaxed my grip on the guitar neck. The crowd's cheers deafening. I flicked my hair out of my eyes and turned to grin at the guys. I turned back to the crowd.
"Hey, on behalf of Timber Wolves I'd like to thank you for coming here and supporting us. Hope to see you all next time we're here. Take care, Alright." I said.
With that we walked off stage, where Pete was waiting with a couple of water bottles.
"Great show guys you get tomorrow off, then a band day then we're off to San Francisco." He piped.
I accepted the offered bottle. Watching as Mike and Steve started shoving each other again, knowing I was completely safe from their antics purely because I still had my guitar strapped on.
Dio grinned probably knowing exactly what I was thinking. I shrugged smiling.
"So Matt, are you going to put your magical guitar in the car or must I break the contract and take it?"
I feigned horror. "If someone without my skill touches this guitar it will lose it's magic."
Mike grinned. "So any bum can touch it?"
I frowned. "No only rich bums." Pete, Mike and Steve laughed then walked away saying they had plans. I carefully placed the famous instrument in its case before gingerly handing it to Dio.
He rolled his eyes, "God Matt, you're acting like you're giving me your first born child to sacrifice. Chill ok I'm gonna put it in the boot of your car and I won't open it again until you're there. Ok?" By the end of this we were standing at the exit door.
I shrugged uncomfortably. "Its not that I don't trust you, I just don't trust the crowds outside." Dio laughed.
"So the wolves have been set loose tonight. I have a hot date, what plans does the mighty Matt Ishida have for tonight? Several women and a large hotel bed?" He said placing his hand on the doorknob.
I shrugged. "Probably go find a bar and drink myself under the table."
Dio frowned looking at me for a second. "Sounds like fun, don't overdo it though." Dio murmured pulling the door open before I could tell him off, to show hundreds of suddenly screaming women. "You know Matt," He muttered under his breath, "If you go first they'll swamp around you and follow you, leaving a pathway for me to safely take your guitar to your car without it receiving any damage." He gave me an innocent look while holding my precious guitar in front of him like a shield.
I growled moving in front of him closer to the rapidly getting louder mob of women with hands stretched out towards me like claws. "I'm not protecting you, just the guitar, remember that." I didn't want to hear whatever thing he was about to say so I stepped into the mob.
"Hi, yeah thanks all for coming here to say hi, um, but I have to get to my motorbike." I shouted over the screams trying to not get carried away with the mob. Someone was screaming in my left ear asking for my autograph and someone was screaming in my right about wanting to have my child. Complete maniacs! And they're all attracted to me-Hey someone just pinched my butt! I spun around on reflex to be greeted by several extremely pleased women. I took a deep breath and turned back around trying to push through the crowd. "OK! Listen to me NOW!" I yelled. Very slowly the mob fell silent. I could see Dio sitting on the car bonnet watching happily, with no guitar… "I will kiss the first person to bring me Dio's hat!"
A suddenly the mob around me surged past me running straight towards my now horrified backup guitarist. I whistled casually before striding towards the silver and black motorbike. I swung my leg over it settling down turning on the engine. I turned to see the mob turning back and charging towards me a girl of about 16 clutching Dio's hat to her chest. I smiled seeing a stunned messy looking Dio slide into the car and speed away.
The girl with the hat presented the hat shyly. I smiled gesturing to her. She leaned forward. I kissed her on the cheek and whispered "Thanks, hope you liked the show." She smiled and nodded. I pulled on my blue shades and started revving the engine. "MATT! I have his belt!" Someone screamed. I laughed taking off leaving the mob behind.
I drove around for a little while before finding what I was looking for. Then parked and walked into the bar slipping the bouncer a fifty to quicken the process and seated myself right in front of the bartender. "I'll have a whatever your strongest drink is and lots of it." He smirked and poured a shot glass of some sort of amber liquid. I nodded downing it in one. "I think I'll need the bottle." I said slowly.
*~*~*~*~*
I felt elevated. Our designs had won Sharon and I had gotten first prize.
Where did we go to celebrate? One of LA's rowdiest bars, where it took us slightly less than an hour to get in and Sharon less than a minute to have a guy and less than 10 seconds to be swept away to the dance floor. I felt like laughing the world was a great place. I practically skipped over to the bar and sat down.
"Hi I'd like a vodka on the rocks please." I said bobbing my head to the music.
I turned noticing the guy sitting next to me. To say he was hot was an understatement. He was wearing black jeans and a black leather jacket over a light blue button up shirt with electric blue shades hooked on his pocket. His golden hair was in some places barely brushing his broad shoulders in long length-varying spikes. In front of him was a half-empty bottle of some hard looking liquor. To his credit he didn't look drunk.
He turned his head to look at me with impossibly electric blue eyes in his left ear was a small bright blue stone. I smiled at him trying not to get lost in those eyes.
His amazing eyes quickly flicked down and back up –obviously checking me out- before coming back to rest on mine. He grinned with perfectly white teeth. He opened his mouth to say something then froze. He shook his head slowly and turned back to his drink. I pursed my lips wondering what just happened and turned back to my drink.
*~*~*~*~*
I'd been sitting here slowly getting drunk. Successfully dodging every single female who asked me to dance feeling quite pleased at how well I was going and then she sat there. I felt someone staring at me and I turned to find a woman with long chestnut hair, a beautiful elfin face with cinnamon brown eyes wearing tight black pants and a red top that showed her soft creamy stomach. All in all she was exquisite.
I opened my mouth to start up a conversation. What about not being a playboy!? My mind screamed at me. I froze closing my mouth. But she looks so perfect! Some rebelling part of my mind reasoned. I shook my head clearing all thoughts and poured myself another glass. If I'm lucky she'll finish her drink and leave.
"Hey there, sexy thing, why don't you shake that butt my way?" A male voice slurred.
I frowned. He's not exactly well informed in pick up lines is he? My mind said vaguely.
"No that's ok I still have to finish my drink." The enchantress murmured, her alone voice would have made angels, devils and any other cosmic being fall into euphoria.
"You can finish your drink later, sweetness. I want to dance." The drunk insisted.
I can't stand guys that don't get the hint. I may not be the poster boy of treating ladies right but I know when they don't want my attention. I spun my stool so I was facing them and quickly pulled the Enchantress over so she was sitting across my legs.
"Hey babe, I've been waiting for you. What took you so long?" I drawled. She looked startled. I brought my lips down to her ear watching the drunk over her head.
"Just play along and I'll get you out of this." I whispered.
She relaxed leaning against my chest. "Oh you know me, just making myself beautiful for you." She laughed placing a warm hand on my cheek and leaning her forehead against mine. I smiled; this girl was a great actor. The drunk mumbled something and walked away.
*~*~*~*~*
I slowly slid off my rescuer's legs back onto my seat, smiling at him.
"I better stick with you tonight otherwise he might find out we were lying."
He laughed pushing some bangs out of his eyes in what looked like a reflex; the hair just fell back into place. "Sorry, for sentencing you to die of boredom." He picked up his glass and emptied it before filling it again.
I watched as he drank it in one again. "I'm sure you're not that boring."
He smiled, carefully pouring another glass.
"Can I have some?" I asked trying to get his attention off drinking that glass.
He frowned then handed it over. I raised it to my lips and took a tiny sip. The liquid burned all the way down to my stomach sending me into a fit of coughs and him into a fit of laughter. I put the glass down still choking.
"Here." He handed me a glass of water. Which I drank instantly, still spluttering.
"How can you drink that stuff?" I choked.
He laughed quietly. "Practice." I reached over taking the bottle away from him.
"I think you should dance with me." I said matter-of-factly. Then took his hand and lead him to the dance floor.
*~*~*~*~*
The girl held onto my hand leading me to the middle of the crowd of dancers. Then turned and wrapped her arms loosely around my neck. I sighed and wrapped mine around her waist, allowing myself to be pulled into the music by this siren.
"So do you live in LA?" I asked after a while. She shook her head slightly from its position resting on my chest.
"I'm here on business. I live in New York." She murmured. "You?"
I shrugged. "Here on business, I travel a lot I usually live in Japan."
"Really? I used to live there." She looked up into my eyes.
I smiled. Moving one hand to point at myself. "Matt."
She blinked then smiled. "I'm Mimi."
I frowned, something nagging at me from behind the drunken haze in my mind. I stopped dancing and looked down at her excited. "Mimi Tachikawa?"
She sighed. "Yes that's me, look I was having a great time before you knew my name, I'm not planning on giving you my autograph so can we just forget who I am?"
I laughed, letting go of her waist to hold my stomach, leaning against a nearby wall.
"What's so funny?" She muttered hands on her hips.
I tried to stop laughing. Finally I stood up still in silent spasms of laughter and said. "Yamato Ishida at your service."
Her mouth dropped open and she stood there stunned. "Matt?"
I nodded smirking.
"Oh my god! We have to go somewhere to catch up. Are you planing anything else tonight?" She asked practically jumping up and down.
I shook my head.
Mimi turned and bolted over to a redhead and started gesturing towards me. The redhead turned to look at me and winked. Suddenly Mimi was back beside me calmer than before. "Come on lets go for a walk."
*~*~*~*~*
Matt and I left the bar walking hand in hand. "So where are we going?" He asked.
I shrugged feeling excitement surge through me. "Not a clue."
He smiled down at me causing strands of shiny golden hair to fall over his amazing blue eyes. "There's a little park nearby my hotel." He said then swiped at his hair pushing it away. He let go of my hand and walked over to a wicked looking motorbike. He flashed me another smile and swung his leg over it, sitting down.
I quickly settled down behind him letting out as shriek and wrapping my hands around his waist as the bike gave a sudden loud roar and started to tear down the road. I pressed my cheek against his back inhaling a mixture of leather, cologne and the unexplainable, unbeatable hint of him. I sighed letting my eyes flicker shut.
When the motorbike suddenly stopped and Matt just sat there I wondered what he was waiting for. I felt a low rumble in his chest as he started to laugh an incredibly sexy laugh. He stopped but I could still feel it through his back.
"So Mimi, you gonna get off the bike or are you content to just fall asleep with your arms around me? If that's the case we should at least get to the ground first." He said without a trace of laughter in his voice. I blushed sliding off the bike. He grinned, shutting off the engine and joined me on the footpath.
I looked at the park across from the hotel he'd stopped at, soft green grass a couple of trees and a large man-made waterfall and pond. Matt looked at me a permanent grin on his face he held his arm out to me. I took his arm wondering why my heart was working overtime. He led me down to the pond and pulled off his jacket throwing it onto the grass. He promptly collapsed down on the ground lying with his well-muscled arms behind his head. I sighed yet another feature of Yamato Ishida adding up to the fact he should have a parade running in front of him screaming warnings, just so women could have a chance to escape the death trap. I lay down on the grass beside him stared at the clouds.
"So Mimi, heard from Sora that you've moved from actor to fashion designer." He said slowly.
I nodded "You'd still be in your band."
He laughed. "Yeah have too much money, and millions of women after my body."
Who can blame them? My traitorous mind murmured.
"Oh come on be serious." I said rolling my eyes.
"Mimi, I am always serious and I always speak the truth." He was watching me with those beautiful eyes.
*~*~*~*~*
"So if you always tell the truth, is it true that you dated Brittany Spears?" She asked smiling.
"Nah I just took her to the highest room in my castle and had my way with her."
She stared at me shocked.
I laughed, "No we're friends, nothing like that, I did take her to my 'castle' but that was to stash my guitar before we hit a party. So my turn. Did you really punch another actor?"
"He came on to me! It was self-defense. Why is it always brought up?" She mumbled.
I laughed again. "Because it's funny."
She frowned. "Is it true that you're a playboy?"
I stopped laughing and went quiet. She looked over at me. I closed my eyes. "What do you think?" I muttered. God why did she have to bring that up?
After a moment she said. "I think, you were, but you don't want to anymore, from the rumors I've heard it was a different girl every night for you, but I doubt your way of picking up a girl involves getting drunk." I didn't say anything. "But I don't see how anyone could go for you," she stated, "You may look good but you only seem to be able to tease people."
I opened my eyes and laughed. "Are you making fun of my personality?"
She smiled. "No I'd never make fun, I'm always serious and I always tell the truth."
A grin grew on my face. "Ok that's it Tachikawa, your going down! My ego demands it." In a flash I was on top of her tickling ruthlessly. She squirmed screaming wildly.
"Give up princess?" I asked. She nodded laughing louder. I stopped leaning back, my knees which were either side of her hips. For a moment we both stared at each other then, it started to rain. I rolled off her and got up pulling on my jacket. Mimi pulled herself off the ground already soaked. I started to run towards Dio's bike then felt my foot slip on the wet grass. I fell to the ground, landing on my back. Mimi couldn't help herself I must of had a look of pure surprise on my face, she started to laugh. I glared at her.
Mimi started to run towards the street. I got up and ran after her following her shrieks of laughter. When she got to the footpath she looked around obviously wondering where to run. In a flash I scooped her up in my arms and jogged into my hotel. She pounded against my chest still laughing. I stopped in front of my door gently putting her down as she leaned against my chest still laughing.
*~*~*~*~*
I stopped laughing as our eyes met I suddenly realised that I'd been leaning on his chest for support, one of his arms holding me in a hug, my head tilted up his head tilted down. He had a soft smile on his lips, Oh how I want to taste those lips. I slowly stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. I'm kissing Yamato Ishida, my childhood friend, a singer in a band that was always moving and an extremely sexy guy.
Matt's arms circled around my bare midriff leaving fire wherever skin met skin. He held me against him when my legs gave out, as he continued to explore my mouth I lost what little control I had left over my senses. I finally broke the kiss in need of air. Matt continued, kissing along my jaw line slowly then started on my neck. I tangled my fingers in his soft blond hair, arching my neck for better access.
"So." He whispered moving his attention to the other side of my neck. "What does."
His fingers were tracing circles on my lower back. "Mimi." I tried to remember how to breathe. "Have to say." He nibbled gently on my earlobe. "About me now?" He pulled his head back staring with his beautiful electric blue eyes sparkling mischievously into mine a smile in place. I moaned at the sudden lose of attention. His smile grew.
*~*~*~*~*
"Mimi there's an old lady staring at us with a disgusted look." I said amused. Mimi seemed to not care slowly slipping her hands inside my jacket toying with the buttons on my shirt. "She's going towards the receptionist's office." My shirt was hanging open. Her fingertips running up and down my chest leaving trails of fire. I let out a soft moan as she leaned entirely on me to bring her mouth back up to mine, at the same time coming into contact with something the was very aware of what was happening.
She smiled her beautiful brown eyes shining and brought her lips bare millimeters away from mine. I tilted my head bringing our lips into contact and she pulled back regaining the distance. I tried again to get the same result, her breath driving me insane.
"Mimi!" I moaned.
She giggled. Never had a laugh sounded so…sexy to me till that point. I brought one hand up to play in her long chestnut hair the other slowly rubbing up and down her side. She moved her hands so they were running down my back under my shirt. I moved my head again pleased she'd finally decided to stop teasing me, relishing the softness of her mouth. I moved my hand to the base of her neck playing with the tendrils of hair, before pulling back.
"That lady went to complain…" I explained. She emitted a low growl that didn't help my control at all. I'm not gonna make her do anything, she's not just anyone, she's a friend. "Coffee, I need some coffee." I mumbled. I need to get rid of the alcohol in my system or god knows what I'll do next. Mimi nodded and we both went into my room.
*~*~*~*~*
Matt strode over to a coffee machine busying himself in making himself a drink. I shivered suddenly realising my clothes were soaked. He turned around suddenly looking concerned. "Sorry Mimi I forgot we're soaked. We'd better get out of our clothes." As if he suddenly realised what he'd just said his eyes went wide and he turned back around. I smiled no longer feeling cold.
"Um… do you want so coffee?" he mumbled not turning around.
"No thanks." I said cheerfully, sitting down on one of the chairs, Matt threw his leather jacket onto the floor and grabbed his coffee before sitting across from me. He's forgotten to button up his shirt again so his well-built chest was showing.
He sipped his coffee. "So you been in touch with any of the gang?" He asked.
I shook my head. "No but I'm visiting Tai and Sora this week."
He smiled. "Watch out for Chikara, she'll steal your heart in a minute and have you buying her presents whenever she wants."
I smiled. "Thanks for the warning. I'll be sure to tell Sora."
He laughed. "She already thinks I'm gonna adopt her only child."
"You know Matt I haven't seen you for almost ten years, first I had to move to America, then when I'd finally graduated and went back to Japan you'd already left for college in Canada." I said wishing I had something to do with my hands.
Matt shrugged. "Canada has an awesome music college, I met Dio, Steve and Mike there. Nothing much happened before I left Japan."
"Yeah sure, I come back and Sora and Tai are pretty much attached. Something must have happened." I insisted.
Matt cleared his throat. "Sora and I started going out about a year after you left, then broke up the day before I left for Canada."
His blue eyes flicked up off the floor and locked on mine.
*~*~*~*~*
We just stared at each other. I placed my half-full cup on the table. Somehow I knew I wouldn't be able to drink for much longer. Mimi's long chestnut hair had turned a darker shade from the rain and her top had melded itself to her following her every curve like a fascinated lover and her pants were like a second skin. Her brown eyes sparkled. While I stared at her two voices screamed at each other in my mind. She's beautiful! Make your move! One screamed. She's your friend! You don't want to hurt her! Yelled the other. I just stared at her.
She was watching me with her cinnamon eyes. Her eyes were taking in every feature. It was obvious; probably as obvious as the way my eyes were checking her out. There was this tension filling the room making it hard for me to breathe. I remembered the feel of her soft skin under my hands, the warmth that had surged into me like a bolt of lightning. I could imagine the softness of her body under mine. Just the thought sent a tingle through my body. I could still taste her on my lips. Her scent still haunted me. My imagination was on overload adding all of the sensations together. I fought to breathe as my throat seized up, refusing to allow my lungs free access to air. She just sat there looking absolutely amazing with those sparkling brown eyes.
I stood up suddenly and kicked the coffee table out of the way all of its contents sprawling across the floor. Mimi had also stood up and was watching me with her sparkling eyes and beautiful smile in place. We dove at each other meeting together with a frenzied kiss. I held her against me running my hands over her skin. Her hands were preoccupied tangling themselves in my hair holding my head just where she wanted it. I wasn't going to complain my mouth was too busy to complain. I quickly scooped her up in my arms not breaking our contact and carried her into my bedroom. Gently laying her on the bed she moved her hands away from my hair and began tugging at my shirt. I shifted my arms allowing her to pull it off. My hands found the bottom of her shirt and I slowly pulled it off.
*~*~*~*~*
Sorry for taking so long I've been on holidays. If you spot any mistakes, have any comments or suggestions please feel free to tell me.