It was hard to plan things for Zelda since the kitchen was her complete and utter domain and even harder to catch her when she'd left for an extended length of time, but he'd managed to have both time and opportunity to set up something special. There was wine--two glasses--and candles and Snake had pulled a book of Neruda from the shelf ( ( Read more... )

Snake didn't know if Zelda had seen the horses yet, but he figured that was the kinda thing she'd like, so while the weather was still nice he intended to take her on a ride. He woke just after dawn, and made both of them breakfast, and brought a cup of coffee upstairs for the princess. Didn't know if she drank coffee, but with it clear and cold ( Read more... )

They were growing along the edge of the corral where the ponies had shown up and Snake felt like an idiot, but he scooped up the clump of purplish flowers and tied them with his bandanna, figuring it'd be a nice gesture for Zelda. She'd been so good about taking care of him, and the girl could cook like nothing else, so it was a very small token ( Read more... )

Snake had been settling in the past few days in Canyon Ridge, thanks to his new...housekeeper and Constantine. The housekeeper had the most to do with it though and Snake tried to keep neat for her. Didn't want to overwork her since she was benefitting him, after all ( Read more... )

Snake grinned as he pulled Lara into the elevator, teeth nipping a path down her neck as his hands roamed across her body.

"How you got me this hot this fast," he drawled, watching her.

Out. Leave it.