Chapter 2

It had been 3 days, since Darcy had first met Loki. At the time, Jane and Thor were out exploring London. It had been 4 months since the 'London Incident', and 2 months since Darcy got dumped. Of course she was mad at the bastard, but she thought he was different. Every other guy just wanted to stare at her boobs, or her ass. He had actually saved her life, and became her hero. She thought he was the one, for a lot of reasons. They both loved cupcakes (Her true love), were into the sciency stuff, and loved to laugh. But no, he dumped her for some ginger. Ughh, that just kills her. She still thought of him on days, when they had done fun things. The first Wednesday of every month she thought of when he kissed her, after eating 3 hot dogs. She smiles at the memory.

"Darcy we will be back in a couple hours. Do you need anything?" Jane asked, as her and Thor got ready for another 'day in London'.

"Cupcake mix." She said. Jane gave her a sly smile.

"You do love those cupcakes. I already bought you a mix. It's in the cupboard." She said. "Bye, Darcy."

"Bye, Jane... and Thor." Darcy said.

"Farewell, Lady Darcy. We shall be back before the Sun sets." He said, as he and Jane walked out the door.

"I doubt that." She said. Usually, on Tuesdays they went out exploring London, went to a hotel, had sex, and then came back at 1 a.m.

"You are an interesting woman." She heard a voice say. Loki. She turned around, he was sitting on the counter top, of the kitchen's island, and was smiling.

"And why's that?" She asked.

"Because, even though you have been through tough relationships, you still support your best friend, and her relationship with a god." He said, as he stood up.

"I'm flattered. But, you are an interesting god." She said.

"And why's that?" He asked, with his mischievous grin... His sexy grin.

"Because, you tricked Thor into thinking you were dead, have been ruling Asgard for months, and haven't played a SERIOUS prank on someone, since then." She said. He stopped smiling.

"How do you know that?" He asked her.

"From what I've heard about you, you don't really like mortals. Hence, New York. But yet, you offered to help play pranks on people, WITH a mortal. You must be really desperate." She stated. He stared at her, for so long, that she thought he was going to kill her. But then, he began laughing.

"Well done, Darcy. You are now my favorite mortal, not that I actually like them, but you get the idea. And to think, I actually had begun to like that Jane girl." He said, with a grin. GOD, THAT SEXY GRIN!

"Thank you, thank you, your too kind." She said, while fake bowing, and waving her hand like a queen. He laughed.

"I don't think I have ever been charmed by a mortal before. The closest person to do that was that man of iron. He still owes me a drink." He said.

"Would you like a drink?" She offered. He stared at her, and smiled. He liked this mortal, with the most beautiful curves he had ever seen. Wait! Where did that come from? Oh no, no, no! He isn't, wouldn't, ever like her. Yet, he couldn't help, but find her different from the girls on Asgard. Still, he couldn't refuse a drink.

"Yes, I would, actually." He said. She stood up, and walked over to a mini fridge.

"If Jane asks, I have no clue where this wine cooler came from." She stated, as she got out a bottle of alcohol, and 2 shot glasses.

"I hope you like shots. I really need one." She stated, as she filled both of the glasses up. He walked towards her, and stood next to her. He heard her breath hitch, just a tad. She turned towards him, and was looking at his chest.

"Ok, don't judge what I am about to say." She said, as he turned towards her.

"Ok." He said. He loved to see mortals shiver. He had theories on what she was going to say. 'You scare me', 'You are weird'. Probably something that would make him kill her. He was prepared for anything.

"You smell REALLY nice." She stated. Except, he wasn't ready for that. He gave her a confused, and at the same time, serious look.

"What?" He asked, out of complete confusion.

"You do! Like mischief, with like Polo Ralph Lauren, or something." She said, while smiling. Her eyes sparkled when she smiled. Those were the weirdest, yet nicest words he had ever heard. He smiled, slightly.

"I didn't realize mischief had a scent." He said.

"Well, it does now." She said.

"To mischief." She said, while holding up her shot glass. He grabbed his, and raised it.

"To mischief." He said.

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