Chapter 6: Tango [G]
I just practically kissed a stranger...But why? Griffin thought. The broke apart for a few seconds. With their noses touching, they stared at each other. Griffin was studying every speckle of color in her eyes when she kissed him again, breaking his concentration.
His right hand instinctively went behind her head. He hair was soft on his hand as he held her close, deepening their kiss. His free hand to her back. Her body was moving closer to him, almost falling on him as Griffin felt her hands on the back of his neck and clutching a bit of his hair.
Still locked, Griffin fell back and Penny came with him. His shirt was a bit thin and he could feel the warmness of her body on his own. His lips parted and hers followed. A noise outside.
He opened his eyes, looking to the left and right. Closing his eyes again and trying to focus, Griffin heard another noise. Could it be?... Griffin made sure to hold onto her and he jumped. Now they were at the opposite end of the couch and he was on top of her. A kiss while jumping. Now that's interesting. He broke the kiss and lifted his head. Griffin was positive he just heard a car pull up.
"Does anyone know you live here?" He asked.
"What? No..." She must have heard it too.
"Shit. It's probably them," he mumbled. An expression of anger came across his face. "Is there a place in the house where you can hide?"
She nodded. He could tell Penny was nervous. "Please, go and hide. It'll all be fine." He kissed her once more, then she jumped away. Griffin quickly stood up and peeked out the window. He sneered. Two of them. Easy. He jumped to his new lair he set up almost a week ago, grabbed his handy baseball bat, and jumped back. He stood up against the wall between the living room and front door.
The door opened and he heard footsteps. He saw two feet round the corner and he thrashed the baseball bat against the intruder's face. It was a man in a brown trench coat. The man fell to the floor. Another man appeared, pointing the black tube at Griffin. Griffin knew what this was and jumped behind the second man. Griffin was faster and managed to sweep his legs out before he could turn around, knocking man #2 to the floor. Man #2 hit his head on the dark brown wood floor. Blood trickled out from under him.
Griffin leaned the bat against the end table that held Penny's book. He noticed a bit of blood on the bat but left it here anyway. Might need it again. Grabbing the back of the coats of the two men, he jumped away.