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Getting Our Feet Wet

Jan 17, 2005 21:52

Continued from hereWhen it was all over we clung to each other, our ragged breaths finally slowing. Lindsey was grinning like a cheshire cat, and I buried my face in his shoulder rather than try to return a smile that might look forced. I don't know why the hell I was having trouble with this. t's not like I hadn't done this sort of thing before. ( Read more... )

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lindsey_lives January 18 2005, 18:24:55 UTC

I let Lilah climb out before I did, so I could watch the way her body moved. That little swagger she added to her step was very nice. She started to get dressed in her dry clothing and I stood there for a moment, looking at my own things.

My clothes still weren't dry. Shit. I was not going to get on a horse in wet clothing, that would not only rub me raw, but I'd be highly uncomfortable. Couldn't ride naked either. "Fuck." I bent down and wrung out my boxers again, making a face as I felt how damp the fabric was. "No, nothing's wrong." I pulled them on anyway, muttering something rude under my breath.

The rest I just picked up. "Looks like I'll be riding in my boxers. Or at least eating in them. Maybe my jeans will dry off some more while we eat." And maybe I'll end up with ants in my underwear. Boy, that would be just oodles of fun. I twisted the clothing, watching as still more water came out. Damn it.

da_lilah January 22 2005, 22:33:09 UTC

Lindsey was looking all disgruntled about his clothes and I was having a tough time not laughing about it. It was actually pretty cute the way he was cursing under his breath as he got back into them. We trudged back up the hill, not racing this time and finally made it back to our horses ( ... )

lindsey_lives January 22 2005, 23:47:19 UTC

Who else would have turned it off? So I didn't say anything. As soon as Lilah picked that phone up, I knew that whatever fun we could have had was now gone like a cool breeze. I frowned at how she sounded talking to Linwood, almost as if she could be afraid of him ( ... )

da_lilah January 25 2005, 00:36:52 UTC

Lindsey looked mad as hell at having to change our plans. The way he was cussing and shoving things back in the saddlebags was almost farcical, except part of me felt the same way. It'd actually felt good to not talk or think about the firm too much for a brief time. It loomed so large in our lives already. I'd had fun, and now it was ruined.

"Pay in any way we see fit, correct? After what they did to you, I'm seriously going to enjoy myself. Don't worry, I'll leave a couple alive for you to play with."

I nodded, smiling at the wicked gleam in his eye. It was sweet, and I appreciated the sentiment. But Linwood had made it clear to me that we had to do what we could to get the Brotherhood of Tesk back on board first, and only if that failed were we to take more punitive action. They were, after all, still the best and most available practitioners of Hell-Raisings. Considering how pissed Lindsey was right now, I decided to pick a better time to inform him of that fact.

"I want to change into something less damp before we go find out ( ... )

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lindsey_lives February 1 2005, 01:49:56 UTC

I was still very angry, but it was slowly starting to fade back. Wouldn't take very much to bring it all out again. I'd need it to take on the Brotherhood if I wanted to kill them all and keep her safe. Didn't care what happened to me. She knew that now. I think I'd scared the hell out of Lilah. Not very many people can say they've managed that trick ( ... )

da_lilah February 3 2005, 03:30:07 UTC

"No. Leave it for a few minutes."

I paused and finally turned around to look at Lindsey.

I'm sorry.

There was something in his eyes, an emotional pain deep inside that he was allowing me glimpse for that brief moment, before finally he dropped his gaze and stared at the blood on the floor. Linwood would've been rubbing his hands with glee at the sight of Lindsey dropping his guard and letting me in like that, had he been present.

"It hurts all the time. I'm not a good man. My younger brothers and sisters think I'm great, but if they knew who I really was, what I'm capable of, they wouldn't want to be around me any more."

Lindsey spoke so softly that I had to move in closer again, within reach. And yet some part of me wanted to bolt out the door, to not hear Lindsey's
cataloguing of his sins.

"I want to keep them safe, want to make sure they'll have a better chance, and I know that isn't going to happen as long as I'm with the firm. I hate it and I love it at the same time. If I'm gone, they'll be safe. But then I won't be ( ... )

lindsey_lives February 3 2005, 05:33:08 UTC

I was having a very hard time keeping myself under control. It was as if my emotions had thinned down to size a string, and if someone ran their fingers over it, the string would just snap. If that happened, I was going to snap with it. I heard what she said, and Lilah did have a point ( ... )