Disclaimer: I don't own Bones sometimes wish I did sometimes glad I don't ;-)
Angelbach: Lol I'm all about wearing antlers heck those cute little pixieish girls can wear the hat with the ears just not Sweets. It just looks really bad on him lol. I think Wendell is an interesting character he has a lot of personality that is mostly hidden by the science but pops out randomly. Yeah but I felt so guilty about sleeping in booo =(.
Nertooold54: Felicia has issues that most sisters do lol. She is the prime example of a sister fun and annoying. I have two I would know LOL. Sigh I was hoping to make Legates a distinct character but I guess I made him too much like Booth. Blech. /sigh ahh well might as well run with it.
Jenheir1: Ha that's okay =D no worries, I answer to guests too =P. Yeah, that was my reaction when it happened in canon. Blerrgghhh how groady is that. Heh, wait til you find out where he gets it bwuahahahahaha. Nope definitely not a bakery in my area. But I think either my grandmother made it once or it is in a Southern Living recipe book. Or any combination thereof ;-).
Luckywynner86: There you are. I thought you had disappeared =P Glad you're loving Christmas with the pair.
BecksBones: I know that feeling most definitely. Although because it's fair week here in the lovely state of Delaware it's overcast, rainy and cool. But once the fair is gone it'll get stinking hot. Yeah, I thought about having Felicia hit on Booth but this is a Michelle and Legates not Booth and Brennan so I wanted the main focus to be on them. Heh, wait for the smut today /wiggles eyebrows.
Yenyen76: I was glad to sleep in but felt guilty about leaving my husband to take care of the dog and our son at the same time. I know it can get overwhelming. The sad thing is there are only twelve chapters left =(. Still working hard on sequels though. Sitting down today with pen and paper and making time lines that match up. It might cut down on the headaches, hopefully.
Thank you for the lovely reviews! They make me go squeee then my husband goes to read them. =D
Chapter 60 - Crème brûlée - SMUT
Michelle and Legates climbed into his truck and headed off into the night.
"I really didn't expect anything," Legates muttered with a scowl.
"Are you kidding? She would have rather actually bought you something. Cam loves to shop, don't ever tell Angela that, and she would have rather bought a gift. But since I had no idea what to tell her to get you since you're not really the materialistic type," Michelle shrugged.
"Meh, like I said, you naked wearing a bow and I'm good for Christmas," he said, shooting her a leer. She chuckled and shook her head.
"What? The job that I do requires that I be able to go with little to no notice, I have to pack light for long trips so the best thing I can be given is memories because they take no space and go with me everywhere," he said, shrugging. Michelle cocked her head and smiled with glowing eyes.
"That's a good way to look at it," she said.
"Yeah, well," he said, shrugging. He pulled up to a parking space almost directly in front of her dorm.
"Be right back," Michelle said, climbing out of the truck.
Legates sat with his wrist resting on the steering wheel, staring into space. He mentally flickered through images of Michelle, a smile spreading across his face as they rolled through his mind. He turned to see Michelle opening the back door and dropping two large bags and one small one into the back of the truck.
Closing the back door, she opened the front and climbed in. He sighed as he pulled out into the Christmas Eve traffic. He could see people frantically trying to reach the stores before they closed for those last minute items. Driving carefully through the traffic, he cut his eyes when Michelle flipped through the radio stations. She finally found what she was looking for and shot him a pout. He heard a choir singing O Christmas Tree and decided to let it slide.
Yeah right, like he actually cared when she changed his radio station. Pulling into the parking lot for the hotel, he climbed out and walked around the truck. Opening Michelle's door, he helped her down from the truck. Opening the back door, he pulled out two of the bags and her box from Cam.
Michelle took his truck keys from his hand and grabbed the third bag. Hitting the button on the fob, she locked the truck and headed into the hotel with Legates following behind her. When they got up to the room, Michelle stacked his gifts on the dresser and put a small bag to the side.
"Crap, I'll be right back I forgot to get your gift," he said, taking the hotel room key and leaving the room.
Smirking, Michelle opened her top drawer and headed to the bathroom. When Legates came back into the hotel room, she was in the bathroom rubbing what he assumed was lotion into her skin. Stepping closer, he leaned into drop a kiss on her shoulder and groaned.
"You smell like dessert," he said, dropping another kiss then groaned again.
"You taste like it too," he grunted. She grinned at him and stuck her tongue out.
"Merry Christmas?" She said with a laugh. He chuckled and turned her to face him.
"Where in the hell do you find this stuff?" He asked, placing opened mouth kisses down her neck. Leaning her head back, she moaned.
"Toy shops," she moaned. He froze and looked up at her in surprise.
"You go to sex toy shops?" He said, his voice full of surprise.
"Mmhmm, took Andrea to one. Techie's getting his own Christmas present," Michelle said with a smirk.
"That I didn't need to know," he grunted, lifting her onto the counter.
Giggling, she leaned forward and caught his mouth in a kiss. He swept his tongue across her bottom lip and mentally groaned, she was sweet all over. Her mouth opened and his tongue slipped inside to chase hers. Grabbing his tie, she pulled him between her legs and continued kissing him.
"Mmmm, I can see a good use for ties now," Michelle murmured.
Legates chuckled and watched in the mirror as she unknotted the tie. Sliding it from around his neck, she threw it over his shoulder. His hands were roaming over her skin. She sucked in a gasp when his thumbs brushed the underside of her breasts. She took her time unbuttoning his shirt, her tongue sweeping out to tease him. He leaned over and placed kisses on her cheek then sucked her earlobe into his mouth.
She moaned but didn't stop unbuttoning his shirt. When it was finally unbuttoned, she reached for his wrists and unbuttoned the cuffs. When all the buttons were unbuttoned, she pushed the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. Her hands smoothed across his chest, shoulders then arms as she removed his shirt, making goosebumps rise on his skin. She dropped kisses on his chest and the base of his neck, making him drop his head back and moan.
Reaching down, she unbuttoned his pants then unzipped them as she continued to suck, lick, and kiss his neck. He felt her push a little then his pants fell to his ankles. He kicked out of them, shifting her back slightly so he could suck her nipple into his mouth while he was bent over pulling his underwear off. Her hand slipped under his chest and he felt her hand wrap around him in a fist. Her nipple popped from his mouth as he moaned in pleasure.
His hand moved from the edge of the counter and smoothed up her thigh. As his fingers reached her slit, he realized she was already wet. Sliding his fingers into her, he went straight for her spot and made her moan low in her throat. She continued to slide her fist up and down his length which was now self lubricating. As his mouth returned to her breasts, he realized they were as sweet as her neck had been.
"What is this?" He panted in between kisses.
"Crème brûlée," she replied with a shudder of pleasure.
He continued to move his fingers and tandem with her hand that was sliding his length. He thought he was going to lose it without ever entering her. Reaching down, he stopped her hand but continued with his fingers. He felt the fluttering and tensing that made him speed up just a little. He heard her low throaty moan that made him shiver every time. When her muscles relaxed, he pulled his fingers from her and watched her eyelids drift open.
Smirking, she leaned forward. Grabbing his waist, she pulled him closer then without any notice slid onto him. He sucked in a gasp. She leaned back just slightly and swung her leg up. His mouth fell open slightly when her calf came to rest on his shoulder. Grabbing his hand, she placed it on her back to keep her balance. Shifting just a little, she swung her other leg up onto his shoulder and waited until his hand was on her lower back. Reaching up again, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
When she moved, he slid out slightly then back in. He gasped and began to thrust into her moving carefully. Letting go of his neck, she reached down and around him. She put her hand on his back and pushed him hard into her. Getting the message, he began to thrust harder. She moved her hand back to his neck and her head dropped back in pleasure. Moaning, she rolled her head and caught sight of something so incredibly hot she had to share.
Reaching to his face, she used her index finger to turn his head. His eyes shot open in surprise and went wide at the sight of them in the full length mirror that hung on the wall parallel to the counter. Michelle put her arm back up to his neck and moved her legs out just a hair so she could lean back into his hands that were supporting her. Legates felt the pleasure scream through his body at an alarming rate.
He felt it pound through his veins, he felt it move across his skin and pool where they were connected. He sucked in breath as he watched them making love on a counter. Before he could expel that breath, he exploded with a groan. She turned and caught his eyes in the mirror as he stroked himself down from his high. Turning his head, he brushed a kiss across her cheek until she turned her head. Capturing her mouth, he kissed her deeply. She returned his kiss then pulled back slightly. Pulling his left arm from behind her, she swung her leg down.
"Damn, Baby, that's got to be uncomfortable. I'm sorry," he said, helping her get her legs down.
"No, not really. My butt is cold on this counter though," she said, giving him a sensual smile.
Her grinned at her and pecked her lips. Stepping back, he helped her down off the counter. Turning him, she shooed him out of the bathroom. He left the bathroom and stumbled to the bed. Did that really just happen? Did she point out that they were having sex in front of a mirror? Did she literally hook her ankles behind his ears? Yeah, she did.
He lay down, tucked his hands behind his head and let a happy smile creep across his face. She came out of the bathroom and padded over to the bed. His eyebrow rose as she climbed in the bed still naked. She snuggled up next to him and put her head on his chest.
"You know I'll never be able to eat a cheesecake or crème brûlée without getting hard now right?" Legates chuckled, running his hand down her back. She snickered and squished closer to him.
"You're not putting on pajamas?" He asked incredulously, wearing a large smile. She smiled sleepily at him.
"Merry Christmas?" She said in a husky voice. He laughed and pulled her closer to him. As the peace of the moment settled over them, they drifted to sleep both wearing small smiles.
Sunlight filtered in through the curtains and Legates blinked. Michelle lay on her side watching him sleep. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Impatient?" He asked with a chuckle.
"Nope, just enjoying the view," she snarked.
He rubbed his eyes and sat up. She got off the bed and ambled out of the room. He noticed at some point she had put on a tee shirt that hung to her thighs. She came back carrying two coffee cups. Looking around, she saw the bed was empty and rolled her eyes. Setting her coffee down on the table next to the bed, she crawled back in. Legates came out from the bathroom and grinned at her. Michelle snickered and held up his coffee.
"Trade you," she teased.
"Coffee for what? I need specifics," he said, walking towards her.
"For you bringing the presents over and pile them on the bed," she told him, grinning. He froze in his tracks and turned.
"Hmmm," Michelle said throatily. He looked over his shoulder at her in question.
"Just enjoying the view," she murmured with a wide leer.
He shook his head and stopped in front of the dresser. Opening the drawer his clothes were in, he pulled out his pajama pants.
"Ehhhhh," she whined at him.
He snickered and picked up the bags and two wrapped gifts from the dresser. Carrying them over to the bed, he set them down.
"Looks slightly unbalanced," he grumbled, staring at the bags. Michelle picked up the smaller bag and set it to the side.
"That's not for you," she said.
He tried to peer around her to see what it was. She put her hand on his forehead and pushed him gently back.
"They're gift cards for the guys," she said. His face took on an expression of shock and Michelle shrugged.
"I like shopping and now I have a family of sorts to shop for. The squints have other people to shop for and I'd just be another on their list. So we don't shop for each other," she said. He leaned over and kissed her.
"Now these," she dumped the other bags out on the bed, "are yours."
She sat sipping her coffee and waiting expectantly for him to open his gifts. He looked at the pile in front of him in shock.
"When you start opening the smaller ones just remember I haven't completely lost my mind," she said before sipping her coffee.
Legates pursed his lips and reached for the largest box. Michelle snickered as he picked it up. He tore the paper off like a kid, it went flying everywhere. Michelle giggled at him and shook her head. He shot her a cheesy grin and carefully tore the tape from the side of the large clothing box. He opened the lid and pulled the tissue paper back then looked at her in complete surprise. Pulling the brown, wool lined, bomber jacket out, he held it up to admire it.
"Baby, you didn't have to get this for me," he said, looking at her.
"No, but I wanted to," she said, smoothing her hand across his thigh. He spotted a folded packet in the bottom of the box. Opening the packet, he read the paper then glanced at her in surprise.
"You got it treated and insured?" He asked, his mouth opening in slight surprise.
"Yes, this is a very nice jacket and being treated then protected is a good investment," Michelle said.
He leaned over and captured her mouth in a slow kiss. When he broke the kiss, he smiled softly against her lips.
"Thank you," he whispered, clutching the jacket close to his body.
"You're welcome," she whispered back.
He leaned back and handed her the two gifts he had purchased for her. She looked at the two boxes in her hand. One large and one small, both wrapped in brightly colored paper. Setting the larger gift to the side, she began to carefully pull the paper off the smaller gift. Legates caught his lower lip in his teeth as she opened the box.
Her mouth fell open a little at the Eternity Jeweler's gift box in the smaller box. Flipping the lid open, she gasped at the pendant that lay inside the box. It was a replica of the tattoo on his chest with a few smaller changes. Where his dragon's tails just twined around his nipple, hers twined into a heart. Where his were red and green hers were rose gold and black gold. Their tails held a diamond at the bottom.
"Since I can't tattoo the word 'Mine' on you, I figured this was a safer way to go," he said with a teasing glint in his eyes. She sniffled and looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
"I love it, thank you," she said, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. Setting his jacket carefully to the side, he gathered her up and pulled her into his lap.
"I didn't mean to make you cry," he said, kissing her temple. She laughed as she wiped the corners of her eyes.
"Happy cry," she said, making him chuckle.
He squeezed her tight and reached out with one of his hands and picked up a smaller gift. Keeping her right where she was, he unwrapped the gift and stared in bemusement at the deodorant in his hand. Setting it to the side, his brow furrowed quizzically, he reached for another smaller package. Tearing it open, he stared at the proglide razor in his hand. Setting it to the side, he picked up the next small package. Unwrapping it, he let out a groan.
"Baby, are you trying to tell me something about my personal hygiene?" He asked, looking at a bottle of his shaving gel in his hand.
"No, keep going," she said softly.
He continued unwrapping the smaller gifts and looked at the plethora of hygiene items on the bed. He was trying to figure out what the hell was going on when she put the last box in his hand. Tearing the paper off, his face lit up at the sight of a toiletry bag in his hands. It was small and compact. When he unzipped it, he saw it had a hook to hang it by and space to carry full sized bottles of hygiene products. All of which lay on the bed before him.
"Now, you can put it all in there and when you have to leave you just grab it and go," she said quietly. He kissed her temple and let out a small sigh.
"Thank you," he said, "now open your other gift."
He handed her what looked to be a large clothing box. She smirked then tore the paper off like a kid making him laugh at her. She pulled the top off the box and stared down a the lavish amount of pajamas in the box. She sifted through them and turned to face him.
"No sexy lingerie? Interesting," she said, smirking.
"Yeah, well when I bought them I wasn't even sure if you'd get them," he muttered.
"What?" She asked, looking at him in confusion.
"I..uh...bought them when I was in Kansas," he muttered.
"Kansas? That long ago?" She said, grinning at him.
"Yeah, Dr. Brennan drug me into a Victoria's Secret and trust me I saw lots of things I wouldn't have minded seeing on you. But since at the time we were not yet officially anything I thought it safer to go with something a little less sexual," he said, gesturing towards the pajamas. Her hand moved over the soft fabrics and fingered the flannel of the pants.
"Kind of funny that all you want is for me to sleep naked and you buy me pajamas," she said, her voice choked with laughter. He chuckled and dropped a kiss on the back of her neck.
"Now, you have to explain how you knew my size?" She asked, arching her eyebrow as she turned to look up at him.
"Dr. Brennan told the saleslady and I saw what she wrote down," he said, smirking.
"Oh, I'd have paid to see you there. Dr. Brennan and Booth in an underwear store. Oh, Lord," she giggled.
"It was horrible. She kept holding up bras and underwear for his approval and I kept imagining them on her. It was awful, I knew what her underwear looked like the next day," Legates groaned, making Michelle giggle.
"Huh, I'll have to show you my catalog and you can pick what you really want to see me in," she said, grinning at him.
"What I want to see you in is not in any catalog," he said, slipping his hands over her thighs, up to her hips where his hands stopped on her bare skin.
"Oh you've been sitting here in nothing but a tee shirt and I've been unwrapping gifts?" He hissed, his hands moving up, over her stomach and up to cup her breasts. He had thought she'd at least be wearing underwear. She sighed and let out a breathy laugh.
"Breakfast will be here in a few minutes," she moaned out.
"I guess I have to feed you after last night," he sighed, making her giggle.
She got up and walked to the dresser and pulled out a pair of pajama pants. As she finished pulling them up a knock sounded at the door. She went to get breakfast and Legates went to the bathroom while she wheeled the cart into the bedroom. When he came out, he saw a breakfast spread that stunned the imagination.
"Baby, this is enough food to feed my entire unit," he said, chuckling at her. She shrugged and dished herself some eggs and fruit. Sitting back down on the bed, she began to eat.
"So, what are we doing today?" He asked, looking over at her.
"Whatever you want to do. Other than taking the guys their gifts I have absolutely nothing planned," she said, stabbing an apple piece.
"How about we lay in bed and watch the holiday parades on my big ass TV?" He asked, smiling at her.
"I'll make you a deal. I'll lay in bed with you as long as you want if you call your mom," Michelle said after swallowing her piece of fruit.
"Deal," he said without hesitation.
She smiled and continued to eat her fruit and eggs. When her plate was empty, she looked over at the cart and eyed the bacon. Sighing, she got up and gave in then took two pieces of bacon that was fried crispy. He chuckled and cleaned the plate he'd made for himself. She had a mouth full of bacon when an leer crossed his face.
"Sex toy shops huh?" He asked, mentally chuckling at the thought of her in a toy shop. She turned a wide smile on him, her eyes twinkling. Swallowing, she cocked her head and nodded.
"Yep, until you came along I had to find my own way to satisfy my needs. The first couple I went to were seedy and I was uncomfortable. But Tanya told me about one down in Foggy Bottom so I started going there. Place is like a Target of sex toys," she said, grinning.
"Mmmm, sounds like shopping I could handle," he said, chuckling.
She wiggled her eyebrows and smiled at him. He glanced at the clock and sighed in frustration. Getting up, he walked over to the food and loaded his plate again.
"If I stay with you I'm going to get fat," he complained.
"Then you'll be mine all mine. No girl will want you if your fat," she said, giggle.
"Heeyy," he whined. She laughed and shook her head.
"You'd never get fat. You've just taken some time off from the gym. You'll go back to doing it after the holidays. When I go back to school you'll have plenty of free time. Heck, starting tomorrow you'll have plenty of free time," she murmured.
"Why is that?" He asked, looking up at her with a hint of confusion on his face.
"Finals are the week after we get back and although I've started studying I need to buckle down," she murmured.
"Ahhh, I shouldn't be disturbing you then," he said a little sadly.
"You're not disturbing me, Josh, if you were I'd tell you," she said, smiling sweetly at him.
"Yeah, I guess you would," he said.
He sat idly eating as he thought about what she had said. She moved around the room, packing their bags and setting aside clothes for them to wear that day. She walked into the bathroom and began gathering their things from there and packing them into their respective places. After finishing his breakfast, he set the plate aside and rolled out of the bed.
Walking to the bags of Christmas gifts, he unpacked the toiletry bag and the contents. Michelle leaned a hip against the dresser and watched as he packed with quick and precise, practiced movements. Everything she had bought fit in the bag with room left to spare. With a grin, he zipped it closed and put it in his duffel that Techie had packed for him after the ball.
Digging through his duffel, he pulled out a Swiss army knife and opened it to the scissors. Carefully, he clipped the tags from his leather jacket then set it to the side. Tucking the tags inside the folded documents, he tucked them into his bag. She pulled off the tee shirt and pajama pants she was wearing, immediately drawing his attention to her. She snorted as she pulled on her clothing.
Putting the pajamas into the bag, she picked up her makeup bag and carried it back to the bathroom. She came back moments later, hair brushed and a very light layer of makeup on her face. His eyes traveled from her face down to her neck where the necklace he got her was nestled between her breasts. It was highlighted by a black v-neck tee shirt that clung to her frame. Her dark jeans made her legs look longer than they actually were and ended in a pair of black Ahnu Montora Boots.
"Are you planning on getting dressed? I like what I see but I'm not sure that it's warm enough. There is snow on the ground," Michelle pointed out with a smirk.
Shrugging, he pushed his pajama pants down and gave her the same show she'd given him. She paid just as much attention as he paid when she got dressed.
"Happy?" He asked, pulling up his zipper.
"Not really but it'll keep you warm," she murmured.
He chuckled and folded his pants up then stuffed them in the bag. She looked around and made sure they had everything.
"Might as well go ahead and leave. Check out is in like an hour," Legates said, glancing around as well.
"Yep," Michelle said, picking up her bags and heading to the door.
Stopping, she dropped her bags and pulled on her coat. Legates put on his leather jacket, and hung his other jacket over his arm then they left the hotel room. Moving to the elevator, they got in and rode it to the lobby. Michelle walked to the desk to begin checking out and Legates took her bag from her then headed to the truck. Michelle turned over the key, paid the bill and signed all the paperwork.
Smiling, Michelle wished the woman behind the counter a Merry Christmas and went on her way. She walked out the door and saw the Legates had pulled up in front of the hotel. Going around the truck, she opened the door and climbed in. Legates pulled out into traffic and drove back to his dorms. Michelle grabbed her bags including the small red one with eleven envelopes in it.
"I hope Brown doesn't mind that I got him something different," she mumbled as she walked towards the door.
Legates shook his head and grinned. They walked into the building and turned towards the stairs when Michelle found herself swung up into the air. She squealed in laughter and tried to see who had her. Legates stood snickering at Michelle as Maggs swung her in circles.
"Put...me...down," she squealed.
"Or what?" Maggs asked, still holding her off the ground.
"Or you don't get your gift," she threatened.
"If Legates bought it I don't want it. It's probably a wrapped dog turd knowing him," Maggs said, laughing.
"Ahh, but I bought it," she said, smirking. Maggs set her down and raised an eyebrow over her head at Legates.
"Don't look at me, I didn't know anything about it until this morning," he said, shrugging.
He turned and walked up the stairs. Michelle followed him up the stairs, giggling. They entered the hallway and Michelle winced at the horrid smells, sights, and sounds coming from the rooms up and down the hall.
"What the hell happened in here," she grimaced.
"Well, Wilson tried to cook a turkey and I think he set it on fire. Brown tried to bake cookies, we're using them as frisbees. And Jones walked up and down the hall with some pine scented spray trying to cover up the smell of burnt food," Maggs said.
"Dear, God. Aren't you glad you stayed with me, sweetie?" Michelle asked, laughing.
"Yeah, but not for the reasons you're thinking," Legates said with a leer.
"Christmas nookie?" Maggs said with a wide smirk.
Michelle laughed and shook her head. Legates stopped in front of the door and pressed his ear. Knocking lightly, he waited.
"Come in, sweetie pie," Techie called through the door.
Legates pushed the door open and saw Techie sitting on the bed wearing reindeer antlers, an ugly Christmas sweater, and black jeans. Michelle burst into rolling laughter at the sight of him. Brown and Wilson were sitting in the floor scowling at the oven. Michelle flipped the light, bent over and peeked inside.
"Huh, Andrea put this in with instructions before she left?" Michelle asked, quirking her eyebrow at Techie. Techie blushed and nodded his head.
"Yeah," he laughed.
Michelle stood up straight and walked to Legates' bed and dropped her bags on the bed. She dumped the small red bag out onto the bed and started sifting through the cards there. They all had a trial size coffee in different flavors attached to them. Grunting, she pulled out Wilson, Brown, Techie and Maggs' cards.
Walking around the corner, she handed each one their cards and walked back around the corner without saying anything. Legates stood leaning against the kitchen counter wearing a grin. The men sat staring at the cards in their hands with their mouths falling open.
"Thanks, Michelle," they called out. She smiled and shook her head. Unzipping her bag, she dug around then all the way to the bottom.
"What are you looking for, Baby?" Legates asked, watching her dig.
"Coffee," she grunted. She smiled when her hand landed on the small bags in the bottom of her bag.
"Pumpkin, your two packages came the other day," Techie said, pointing to Legates' closet.
"Thanks," Legates said, moving to the closet.
He pulled out the boxes and quickly opened them. Maggs burst into laughter as Legates pulled out a second down comforter and duvet.
"Why did you buy a second one?" Maggs asked as he continued to snicker.
"Because I took mine to her place and I don't feel like dragging them back and forth. So now there's one here and one there," Legates grunted. He opened the duvet and pulled down his washing supplies.
"Be right back, Baby," Legates called out.
"Okay," Michelle and Techie answered at the same time.
Wilson burst into laughter and shook his head. Techie examined the coffee attached to his card and whistled.
"Is this that good stuff, Michelle?" Techie asked, salivating at the thought.
"Yeah, I got the smaller packages because they're easier to pack. As I understand it, coffee is as good as cash in that desert you guys get sent to," she said.
Techie's eyebrow rose in admiration of her forethought. Walking around the corner, she held three bags in her hands.
"Pumpkin Spice, Chocolate Raspberry or German Chocolate Cake?" Michelle asked, holding the bags up. Techie squinted at the bag and he grinned.
"German chocolate cake," he voted.
"I'm with him on that one," Wilson agreed.
"Guess I'm out voted so German chocolate cake," Brown said.
"If you don't like the ones I taped to your card let me know I have a whole bunch in the bottom of my bag I can trade out for," she said, smiling.
She walked to the coffee maker and started making coffee. The guys groaned as the smell of chocolate and coffee filled the air. Legates walked in and shook his head.
"You are going to make us fat, Sweetheart," he said.
"It's coffee. I have some for you too," she said, smirking. Brown sat on the floor and his gaze wandered to the door where Legates' new leather jacket hung.
"Nice coat," Brown commented.
"Michelle got it for me," Legates said, his face full of pride.
"And what did he get you?" Wilson asked, squinting at her. Michelle's hand reached up and grasped the pendant on her neck.
"A necklace," she said, smiling. Techie crooked his finger at Michelle and she stepped over to him. Leaning over, she showed him the pendant.
"So that's what you went over to Alexandria for," Techie murmured.
"Yep," Legates said. Wilson squinted at it as Michelle stood up.
"It looks familiar," he said, searching his memory for where he'd seen it.
"Should, it's tattooed on Legates' chest," Brown grunted. Wilson laughed and shook his head.
"Couldn't tattoo her so you put a collar on her instead?" Wilson asked, grinning at Legates.
"Pretty much," Michelle said, moving around the corner.
Legates carried the down comforter around the corner and opened the package. Michelle laughed at him and shook her head.
"And here I thought you bought the other one for me. You just wanted one," she grinned. He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at her. She giggled and moved the items off the bed.
"We'll still have to fight over pillows," she murmured, eyeing the three pillows on the bed.
"I only need one," he told her with a grin. He opened the comforter and threw it on the bed.
"Get to fluffing woman," he said, leering at her. Brown burst into laughter, put his hand over his eyes and laughed until tears rolled down his face.
"I am not a fluffer," Michelle growled at him.
The other guys started laughing, Techie clutched his sides as he rolled onto his side laughing. Johnson knocked on the door and came in without waiting for a response.
"What's so funny?" He asked, looking around at the men laughing.
A/N: Tomorrow you get to find out what is so funny if you don't already know... porn stars, teasing, nesting, a phone call, coffee, Raspberry Chocolate coffee, anxiety, the best toy, purple leopard print, thundering feet, group activities, sexual vocal tendencies, squished truffle, snow, poker, marshmallows, mama's boy, mush, nutrition, Muppets, and end of Christmas.