Dixie: Roxy’s angry I came home late.
Storm: Why?
Dixie: No clue.It’s Roxy.Someone might’ve breathed too loudly in her vicinity.
Storm: Are you ok?
Dixie: About that…
Storm: What’s wrong?
Dixie:
Storm: Jeez, baby.I love getting pictures of you.
Dixie: Oakley saw the hickeys.
Storm: Man, I didn’t mean to do that.I'm sorry.
Dixie: I like them… But she asked me where I was.
Storm: And you said?
Dixie: Nothing.
Storm: Good.
Dixie: She told me to ‘Tell Storm I said he better treat you right’.
Storm: Freaking Oakley.
Sliding another tray of bread into the oven, I stand back and brush my floury hands on my apron.I'm just about to turn around and prepare the meat when strong arms wrap around my waist and a face nuzzles into my neck.
“Chopper, stop it before Storm sees us,” I mumble under my breath.
“That’s not funny,” Storm growls in my ear.“I’d gut him like a deer if he came anywhere near you.”
I chuckle as I spin around to face him and snake my arms around his neck.The furrow between his brows makes him look darker.More dangerous.And I love every second of it.
“What are you doing back here?”I ask as I press a soft kiss to his lips.
“I missed you.I haven’t seen you all day.”
“It’s like ten o’clock in the morning.Your day has barely begun.”
“I know, but I have to get to work and after that I have to go on a run for the club.I probably won't get back until late.”
“Oh, ok.”I try my hardest to hide my disappointment.I was hoping to spend some time with Storm after we both finished working tonight.
“Hey, you can always sneak into my room tonight, Little Fox.”
“I don’t know how I’ll be able to.”
“I put a hole in the wall as soon as I saw Roxy and Oakley leave today.It looks like crap still.There’s no door or anything, but I ran out of time.I wanted to make sure the loud part was handled when they weren’t home.The rest I can finish at any time, especially if you put on some music.”
“So, I can sneak in and out of your place whenever I want?”A grin tips up the corner of my lips.
“Yes.Hopefully you want to all the time too.”
