Fiona doesn't know how to do anything half way, and that's why she's carrying a quart of grapeseed oil in one hand, and a magnum of Cristal cradled in the other. Which leaves her no hands to either open the door or to fend off Ramon's hands. She's laughing though, so clearly she doesn't mind much ( Read more... )

She rummages in the small pantry looking for something that isn't mineral water.  Nothing presents itself.

"Clearly I have not stocked this place in anticipation of visitors."  She looks over her shoulder at him, sprawled on the bed in that boneless sated fashion he perfected no doubt years before she ever met him.  "We may have to put on clothes ( Read more... )

"So you have this woman going with you," she asks, bumping the door of her flat open with her hip.  "She any good with a P90?"

Michael hears her footsteps on the stairs long before he hears the insistent knocking at his door.

Fiona, on a mission.

Stand back.

( Ramon~ )

Fiona slips from between the sheets and drifts into the kitchen.  She takes a clean glass from the rack and takes a glass of water straight from the tap, drinking it all down in one go.  Too much tequila makes her feel like shit, and she'd like to avoid that ( Read more... )

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Fiona waits for Flynn to finish his beer and then leads the way to the stairs, pausing to blow kisses to a dark haired man in a really nice suit.

The man does not look happy.  Which only seems to cheer Fiona more.

Her door has a huge brass number four nailed in the center of it.  This door opens on a small foot bridge across empty space to ( Read more... )

I knew well woman, it’s no wonder, it would rain, after this thunder. ~Socrates

Only in dreams, she thinks. She wakes from her nap and stretches, reaching a hand over to the pillow, knowing already that it's empty.  Her body aches in all the right ways, and for a moment, she lets herself forget it was Ramon who put her through her paces last night ( Read more... )

It's late.  Must be three in the morning, by her estimation.  And she can't sleep ( Read more... )

They got the girl back, they got paid (always a plus), and the jackass who was ultimately responsible for ruining her play date with Ramon ended up as alligator food.   Mission accomplished.  Michael did buy her breakfast, but he didn't stick around to share it with her.  Which made her even more angry than his little stunt the night before ( Read more... )