FicWMC:: Food?
Series:: Women's Murder Club
Pairing:: Lindsay/Cindy
Rating:: PG-13(mild swearing s'all)
Summary:: They were talking about food?
Disclaimer:: JP and those TV people claim rights, I'm jsut having a little fun on Cindy's expense.
Oh god, I did it again.
I said something and she looked at me and I forgot everything that has happened in the last few minutes.
The only problem this time is whatever I just said, it wasn't a good thing.
There was no hug, no lips just that damn sexy glare.
Trying to get help from Claire and Jill isn't working either. They're totally ignoring us, pretending to be wrapped up in their own conversation.
"What?" Oh she's definitely angry.
"I- uh-" Fuck, I can't even pull myself out of this one. I wonder if I hit my head against the wall we're next to I'll be able to jog my memory.
"No, no. Don't try to weasel your cute little head out of this one, Thomas." Cute? Oh crap, not time to dwell on that one, she looks ready to rip me to shreds.
"Ow!" Jill just dug her elbow into my side. "What was that for?"
"I realize you can't help but lose yourself in her sexy aura, but you should probably at least try to remember what got her mad." She could have whispered it to me, but oh no, it's always time to pick on Cindy. Claire's over there hiding her laughter again, Jill's cracking up and at least Lindsay looks a little amused.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Ok not amused, got it.
"Lindsay…" Oh, Claire to the rescue, all right!
"No, don't you 'Lindsay' me! This crazy girl over here knows better! Who the hell would go and say that? You drive me fucking nuts!" Ouch, ok that stung.
I was going to try and defend myself, even though I still don't know what the hell I said, but now she's too close to say anything! I mean, does she really expect a response out of me when she's so close? It takes all I have to not just lean forward just a smidge and take in a deep breath of her sent. Ooohh and her face is really close too, I really want her to kiss me again and on the lips would be good this time. The last time was nice, but now... Mmm, Lindsay fantasies are always my favorite times of the day.
"I am never going to be your lawyer, kid. You obviously don't know how to keep your thoughts to yourself." What is Jill talk- oh, oh my god.
"Um, hah, I didn't say anything, just ignore me. Really. I'm going to go…" Where were we again anyway? "Over there and do reporter like things, I was never here. Because I don't even know where here is right now. I didn't say that either-"
"Lindsay please stop playing with the poor girl. I swear you're worse than my kids sometimes." Playing with me?
"Sorry." Now Lindsay's apologizing? To me? Am I missing some- Oh, she tastes like coffee. Not a bad taste at all if you ask me. I'm not going to bother asking why she's kissing me I'm perfectly content in the fact that it's happening.
I think my brain is completely fried now.
"Well I guess that's one way to shut her up. Good one Lindz, now if you two would stop making out in front of the court house we could go and finally get something to eat."
Were we talking about food earlier? What in the world did I say that made her so mad about food?
Pairing:: Lindsay/Cindy
Rating:: PG-13(mild swearing s'all)
Summary:: They were talking about food?
Disclaimer:: JP and those TV people claim rights, I'm jsut having a little fun on Cindy's expense.
Oh god, I did it again.
I said something and she looked at me and I forgot everything that has happened in the last few minutes.
The only problem this time is whatever I just said, it wasn't a good thing.
There was no hug, no lips just that damn sexy glare.
Trying to get help from Claire and Jill isn't working either. They're totally ignoring us, pretending to be wrapped up in their own conversation.
"What?" Oh she's definitely angry.
"I- uh-" Fuck, I can't even pull myself out of this one. I wonder if I hit my head against the wall we're next to I'll be able to jog my memory.
"No, no. Don't try to weasel your cute little head out of this one, Thomas." Cute? Oh crap, not time to dwell on that one, she looks ready to rip me to shreds.
"Ow!" Jill just dug her elbow into my side. "What was that for?"
"I realize you can't help but lose yourself in her sexy aura, but you should probably at least try to remember what got her mad." She could have whispered it to me, but oh no, it's always time to pick on Cindy. Claire's over there hiding her laughter again, Jill's cracking up and at least Lindsay looks a little amused.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Ok not amused, got it.
"Lindsay…" Oh, Claire to the rescue, all right!
"No, don't you 'Lindsay' me! This crazy girl over here knows better! Who the hell would go and say that? You drive me fucking nuts!" Ouch, ok that stung.
I was going to try and defend myself, even though I still don't know what the hell I said, but now she's too close to say anything! I mean, does she really expect a response out of me when she's so close? It takes all I have to not just lean forward just a smidge and take in a deep breath of her sent. Ooohh and her face is really close too, I really want her to kiss me again and on the lips would be good this time. The last time was nice, but now... Mmm, Lindsay fantasies are always my favorite times of the day.
"I am never going to be your lawyer, kid. You obviously don't know how to keep your thoughts to yourself." What is Jill talk- oh, oh my god.
"Um, hah, I didn't say anything, just ignore me. Really. I'm going to go…" Where were we again anyway? "Over there and do reporter like things, I was never here. Because I don't even know where here is right now. I didn't say that either-"
"Lindsay please stop playing with the poor girl. I swear you're worse than my kids sometimes." Playing with me?
"Sorry." Now Lindsay's apologizing? To me? Am I missing some- Oh, she tastes like coffee. Not a bad taste at all if you ask me. I'm not going to bother asking why she's kissing me I'm perfectly content in the fact that it's happening.
I think my brain is completely fried now.
"Well I guess that's one way to shut her up. Good one Lindz, now if you two would stop making out in front of the court house we could go and finally get something to eat."
Were we talking about food earlier? What in the world did I say that made her so mad about food?