This is Prompt No. 25-Cheesy
Mitchie slapped his chest, laughing. "That is so cheesy," she scolded him, but her eyes twinkled as she said it. "And why do you need a library card?"
"I know," Shane answered her, and kissed her languidly. "Because I want to check out books," he added, his voice sounding slightly huskier.
When Mitchie pulled back from the kiss, her eyes fluttered open and she said softly, "I must be in heaven because you're an angel."
Shane laughed and tapped her on the nose. "That is so cheesy," he said, mimicking her.
Mitchie stretched up on her tiptoes and kissed him softly. "I know," she whispered against his lips.
It was Shane who pulled away to rest his forehead against Mitchie's. "I like the dress," he said softly. "Is it for your trip?"
Mitchie nodded. "It was Mrs. Carrel's parting gift for me. She snatched my other dress and told me to come home after the mission for it."
"Smart woman," Shane remarked.
"Yes," Mitchie said softly. "She is." She held up the packages that she had dropped to the floor. "These are actually the two dresses I ordered."
Without a word, Shane pulled Mitchie and her packages into their apartments and over to the bed. He sat down, scooting over to the very edge of the bed, and she pulled the two carefully-packed dresses out of their boxes. With care, she laid them out so that he could see them. Several minutes passed before he nodded. "They're beautiful," he said quietly.
Mitchie nodded in agreement. She glanced over at Shane and asked, "Are you still worried about me?"
Shane gave her a look that plainly said, "Don't be silly!" He answered, "Of course. I'll always be worried about you whenever you're away from me."
Mitchie was touched and she smiled, feeling a large amount of love well up inside of her heart for this man who loved her so unconditionally. "Thank you," she said softly.
"Make no mistake," Shane warned, sticking his finger in Mitchie's face teasingly. "You get yourself killed and I'll hate you forever."
Mitchie laughed. So much for the unconditional love. "Deal," she said. "I come back or you hate me forever."
Shane stuck out his hand. "Shake on it," he demanded with a growl. "I want it to be completely binding."
Mitchie rolled her eyes and shook his hand, squeezing harder than necessary. "Would you like me to sign it in blood as well?" she teased.
Shane shrugged. "Couldn't hurt," he said nonchalantly. With a movement that was far too quick for Mitchie to see, he launched himself at her, knocking her back onto the bed. In another second, the dagger that she always wore strapped to her thigh was at her throat. Shane wore a huge, satisfied smirk on his face as he took in her breathless expression of open-mouthed shock. He bent over her and whispered in her ear, "Should I collect your signature now or later?"
"Later," Mitchie whispered, and the knife disappeared from her throat as quickly as it had come. "How come I was never taught that trick?" she asked dazedly.
Shane laughed. "It's not something you're taught. It's something you learn." He grinned down at her. "It also helps to know where your adversary keeps her knife stashed."
Mitchie stuck out her tongue and pushed him away, drawing his attention to the fact that he was squishing her beautiful dresses. "Get off," she said, as way of ending her scolding.
Shane laughed again and slid off the bed, pulling her along with him. The dresses, though slightly wrinkled, were no worse for wear. "See," he said proudly. "Not even a smudge."
Mitchie smiled and hugged him, resting her head on his chest. "I love you," she whispered fervently. "I love you so much."
Shane kissed the top of her head in return. "I love you too," he whispered, his arms tightening around her small body. There was silence for a moment and then Shane chuckled. "If I could arrange the alphabet, I would put U and I together."
Mitchie laughed at the pick up line, but she just snuggled closer. "Me too," she whispered. "Me too."
A/N: Short, I know, but hopefully it was short and sweet. Please review! I'm working on the next chapter right now! :D Shoutout goes out to crazyforjoejonas, who is reviewing (slowly) each and every one of these chapters, even though she loathes reviewing. Thanks a million, Christina!
