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Date Posted: 22:04:38 06/03/11 Fri
Author: asiacheetah
Author Host/IP: ppp-71-128-195-9.dsl.sndg02.pacbell.net / 71.128.195.9
Subject: 15 Days - Chapter 9 - Day 7
In reply to: asiacheetah 's message, "15 Days" on 00:00:02 06/02/11 Thu

Chapter 9 � Day 7

�What do you want to do for the rest of the down time?�

Nikita looked up from her spicy seafood gumbo and looked at her dinner companion. She still wasn�t used to how relaxed Michael looked away from Section. For one thing, he wasn�t wearing black head to toe. He had on a short sleeved dark gray v-neck shirt, leather jacket, and jeans. Jeans that hugged every curve and made it impossible for her to concentrate any time she caught sight of it when he turned around. She found herself subconsciously walking a few paces behind him the whole day while they took in the sights around the city of Shawnee, Oklahoma just so she could stare at him. He had turned around and caught her staring one time, but didn�t respond except for a raised eyebrow.

They had driven in that morning and checked into a local Bed and Breakfast. It reminded her of the place they stayed at in Dingman�s Hollow and their intimate discussion about their hopes and dreams. It was unbelievable to her that they get to live out part of her fantasy now. After a long hot shower and a meal at a diner that thankfully served more than just fried food, they spent the day strolling through the main streets and window shopping. They had purchased a few more changes of clothes. She had even convinced Michael to get a moss green shirt that would compliment his eyes.

She smiled remembering the reaction from the sales clerk. As soon as they step through the door, the sales woman had flirted shamelessly at Michael, being extra solicitous. It didn�t seem to matter to her that Michael was with another woman. While she was in the dressing room, she overheard the sales woman�s increasingly determined seduction attempt and Michael�s bland terse responses. She finally whipped the curtains open, clad only in bra and panties and sweetly asked Michael to come �assist� her.

Nikita gave the sales woman a �hands off he�s mine� look as Michael obligingly stepped into the cramped dressing area. She shot a cat ate the canary grin before closing the curtain to the clerk�s jealous gaze. She backed Michael against the mirror and pulled him close for a thorough kiss. She laid her claim on him then through deep kisses and nibbling his lips.

When they finally pulled apart, both breathing a bit more rapidly, the corner of his lips turned up while he asked: �What was that for?�

�Just telling that woman you�re mine.�

He challenged with a trace of humor: �Am I?�

She responded by drawing his head down toward her and kissing him again. He had the last laugh though as he backed her against the wall and kissing her senseless. She gasped in breath as she stared at him dumbly.

�I�ll let you get dressed.�

�Dressed?�

He looked pointed down her torso, prompting her to look down as well. She found, to her embarrassment, that she had forgotten she was still only in her underwear. He glided out of the dressing room, but not before giving her a rare smile at the sight of her reddened face.

�Nikita?�

She snapped back to attention and realized that she had probably been staring at Michael with what was most likely a love-struck expression. She stammered in response: �W..what?�

�I asked what you wanted to do for the rest of the down time.�

�Um�I don�t know.� A thought occurred to her as she replied: �How far are we to New Orleans?�

�Not that far.�

�Can we go there? I�ve never been there before and always wanted to see it.�

�Sure, after you have more time to rest.�

She replied excitedly: �I�m fine, let�s go tomorrow!�

�You need to time to heal and recuperate from your ordeal.�

�Can we go the day after?�

�If you�ve healed enough.�

She grabbed another spoonful of Gumbo and chewed while looking at Michael disgruntled: �That�s rich coming from a man who refuses to stay in med lab unless he�s being forced to.�

Michael�s eyebrows shot up and amusement gleamed in his eyes. �I�m a fast healer.�

�What about lead by example, Michael?�

�That�s never stopped you before.�

She sputtered in indignation: �What?!�

Michael resorted to bribery: �Be good and you can get dessert.�

She perked up: �Dessert? What�s good here?�

�The Key Lime pie looked good.�

�Yeah!� She waved at her waitress: �I like 2 slices of Key Lime pie and a coffee.� She turned to Michael and asked: �What do you want for dessert.�

He gifted her with a genuine smile of amusement, causing all her neuro-network to short circuit and robs her of the power of speech.

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15 Days - Chapter 10 - Day 8 -- asiacheetah, 22:07:47 06/03/11 Fri