OOM: Miami

[latino_menace]

This was a good idea of his, he thinks. He's been dying to get out of the bar for a while and he likes Miami - hot, beaches, women in bikinis everywhere, nice cars, plenty of good stores to blow cash in. They could both do with a day away and it'll be nice to be able to spoil Fi. Nice to be able to show off some of his immense wealth too, obviously

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[justcallmefee]

She loops her hand through his arm and dangles the car keys for him.

"Bal Harbour. We can shop and have a bite of lunch while we're there."

She's never had a sugar daddy before. As long as her cellphone doesn't ring, this should be fun.

[latino_menace]

As long as she doesn't ever call him a sugar daddy to his face, they'll definitely have fun. He grins and takes the keys, pecks her on the lips before heading towards the car.

'Sounds like a good idea. I hope you have some things in mind you want to get.'

[justcallmefee]

"Mmm," she hums, a light and happy sound in the back of her throat. Casual affection from him is surprising and definitely not unwelcome. "I hadn't really given it much thought. Thought we'd just wander and see what struck our fancy."

As much as she loves shopping, she'd never admit to a touch of guilt over being taken care of. There's a reason she's never had a sugar daddy before.

"What about you? Looking for anything in particular?"

[latino_menace]

'No. Thought I'd just treat you to whatever you want. Might get a new watch.'

He guns the engine, loving the throaty roar of it.

'Come on. Point me in the rigt direction, I have no idea where I'm going.'

[justcallmefee]

She leans back in the leather seats, slipping her shoes off and resting her feet on the dash.

"Just go up here a few blocks and turn south onto the main drag. Then just follow the signs."

She's looking out the window but her fingers are playing with the cuff of his jacket, careful not to interfere with his shifting.

[latino_menace]

He enjoys her casual touch as much as she enjoys his casual affection. He also enjoys the heat of the Miami sun.

'Must be nice, living here all the time. Warmer than Bogota.'

He likes his main home but it never gets this hot. He is all about the sun.

[justcallmefee]

"It's my idea of hell," she drawls. The weather is one thing. Government agencies in your back pocket ever minute is the wrong kind of heat for her.

"But then, hell doesn't have white sand beaches, so I get by."

[latino_menace]

'It might. You never know - ask one of the Satan's when we get back.'

It's so weird that he can say that with a straight face, knowing he's just stating fact. Fucking Milliways.

'Where's your idea of heaven, then?'

[justcallmefee]

She laughs. "Why does it not surprise me that you've literally been consorting with Satan?"

"My idea of heaven, hmm. Never given it much thought."

[latino_menace]

'The female one was about to become part of my mythical harem,' he tells her, with a hint of smugness about his features. 'I haven't talked to the other one though. Random wouldn't let me.'

How can a man not be smug about that? See the things he's given up for her?

'There must be a place you like best.'

Women think about that sort of thing, he understands.

[justcallmefee]

Ramon, you're an idiot sometimes. Fi continues to look out the window, thinking about heaven and the idea of being with someone who doesn't have a revolving door in their pants.

But her eventual answer surprises even her.

"Dublin."

[latino_menace]

The revolving door has turned into a one-way for the time being. He figures she knows that and should be happy with it.

'Yeah. Why?'

[justcallmefee]

Hard to do when he rubs Random in her face so casually.

She's a thousand miles away when she answers. "I dunno. I guess because it's home."

[latino_menace]

He doesn't know that talking about him bothers her. Since she was the one who asked about him originally, he figures she doesn't mind hearing the odd piece of information.

'When were you last there?'

He sounds a little distracted because he's trying to get in the right lanes to properly navigate his way to the shops. But he's interested. He doesn't know that much about her, really.

[justcallmefee]

"A little over ten years ago. Haven't been back because -- well, there are people there who would like to see me dead, frankly."

"I could probably go back now, if I wanted to. I don't know if any of the old guard is still alive."

She knows better than that, but it's nice to day dream.

"Ooo, look at that." She points and he might think there's a window display, but now, she's seen a black SUV riding so heavy and low, it has to be heavily armoured. "That's a sweet little piece of machinery."

[latino_menace]

'Looks military grade.'

He's amused - but impressed - by her noticing it. He hadn't. But then, he has people to look out for that sort of thing for him, usually.

'We didn't come to shop for weapons but if you want to...'