There were some things that were worth blowing off sleep and paperwork for, if you asked Nikolai. One of those things, as fate would have it? Would be island weirdness that actually worked in somebody's favor, for a change. Allie had called him earlier, and he'd suggested she come to a place that actually had decent weather instead of hanging ( Read more... )

Nikolai hadn't really been planning on staying in Los Angeles when he'd left the island for Thanksgiving, but then he had. Which meant, inevitably, that a heaping crapload of his stuff had been left behind... not the least of which being his bike.Aaand all of his DVDs. And half of his heroing equipment. His spare helmet. A few books. His weights ( Read more... )

Gorgon was in a pretty decent mood tonight. He had his bike, he had the open road, he had a friend along that he'd lured out with promise of a motorcycle ride and some ass-kicking. Sure, he wasn't up even a single tier yet - they were just getting started and Wednesday evenings were slower than some - but even if they didn't encounter a single ( Read more... )

This was a stupid idea. Any idea that had Nikolai standing out in the woods in the dark with two ladies, one of whom he didn't even know, and planning to pull off his shades really had to be a stupid idea. There was a reason he wore the damn things, after all. And a reason he hadn't gone back to Hollywood yet, for that matter. You get one blood ( Read more... )