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Warm cat curled up on her feet, plate of brownies and a glass of milk on the table next to her, and Isabel sat back with her book and relaxed.

So far it had been a perfectly wonderful and relaxing break. There'd been mocking of the beautiful and famous, an unexpected return, hanging out with friends and lots of snow. Aside from tomorrow night's trip with Parker, Isabel planned on doing more of the same till her first class on Tuesday.

The music was playing and the door was open.

Date: 2007-03-02 08:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel took another bite of ice cream, deliberately licking the spoon clean. Then she grinned down at him. "Well, sadly? That was the last bite."

Date: 2007-03-02 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack groaned again and snatched container and spoon out of her hands, dropping them over the side of the bed. "You," he said, slow and measured. "Are evil. And you're going to have to pay." Quick as a flash, he surged to his knees, grabbed her around the waist, smiling wickedly as he pinned her to the bed, straddling her legs with his hands on her shoulders.

Date: 2007-03-02 08:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Oh really?" Isabel asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked up at him smugly. "What price?"

Date: 2007-03-02 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
He dipped his head, stopping with his mouth just above hers, and whispered, "I'll show you." Hands trailing slowly from her shoulders down her sides, he curved them around her waist, fingers pressing gently against her ribs.

Which he promptly tickled, without mercy.

Date: 2007-03-02 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
For a moment Isabel wondered just what she'd gotten herself into and what would happen if she closed that last distance between them. Then she was too busy shrieking with laughter and struggling to get away to wonder anymore.

Date: 2007-03-02 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
No way was he letting her get away, and he blocked her attempts with more tickling, holding her in place with his body. "See? See what happens when you tease me?" he panted, slightly out of breath from laughing.

Date: 2007-03-02 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Giggling and wiggling, Isabel looked up at him with puppy eyes. "Stop? Please?" she gasped.

Date: 2007-03-02 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
His fingers stilled, hovering over her skin, and he tipped his head to the side. "Hmm, maybe..."

Date: 2007-03-02 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Pretty please?" Isabel smiled innocently. "With sugar on top?"

Date: 2007-03-02 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
"That's completely unfair," he protested, but he kissed her forehead and then dropped down to lie by her side, one arm flung across her waist.

Date: 2007-03-02 09:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I use the skills I have," she laughed, settling comfortably into his side. "So tell me what other adventures you had as a mouse? I'm just grateful you never met up with any of the cats that live in this place."

Date: 2007-03-02 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
Jack chuckled and snagged a pillow, shoving it under his head. "Well, I did meet these mice who were kind of interesting," he said, and told her the story of Bran and the dorm mice, and the bowl of coffee, and Berthold, and everything else that had happened while he was a mouse.

[and ftb not dirty]

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