Fortune & Romance - Interlude IV
Warnings: Sexual situations, macabre revelations
“Well darling, I don’t think you’ll be taking home the gold, but the Old Country judges gave that a 10/10.”
“It’s not funny, Mortimer.”
“Want me to help you work out your coordinates error? ...no?”
“I need a moment of solitude.”
Hold me tight, and kiss me right
I'm yours tonight
My darling, possess me
Tenderly
and breathlessly
Make love to me
My darling, possess me
Near to me
When you are near to me...
My heart forgets to beat
Stars that shine
make dreams divine
So say you're mine
And my darling...
Possess me
The final bars of the song were drowned out by the MIDI version of ‘Eleanor Rigby’ beeping from Ichabod’s breast pocket. “Again?”
“I’m sorry, honey; I gotta take this one too.” The people around them were giving them looks for the annoyance, but no one thought anything odd of the situation.
“No, you don’t; it’s your night off!” Olive followed after him. He was hard to keep up with, with his long legs and no dress to weigh him down. “You don’t have to answer to anyone tonight.”
“Except my lovely bride?”
“Exactly!”
The phone had stopped ringing by now. “It’s the interns; they have a lot of questions. They’ll get the hang of it eventually but now they need all the help can get.”
“Let them figure things out for themselves. What’s the worst that could happen?”
“The apocalypse?” He winked and ducked into the garage.
She came in right behind him. “You promised things would be different this time!”
“Things are different.” He glanced around before shutting the door behind her, dropping his voice to a pleading tone. “Look, if I don’t call them back they’ll get suspicious. Gray’s already trying to turn them against me and I don’t want to fuel that fire. Not with DJ in the picture now.”
Olive sighed. “Please don’t take too long. You’re mine tonight. And his. But if you’re going to spend the whole evening with the ‘interns’, we might as well be here alone.”
“Just give me five minutes.”
“Fifteen so I won’t be disappointed.”
He dialed the numbers but didn’t hit send yet. “You want to do the honors this time?”
She smiled. “With pleasure.”
“You get way too much enjoyment out of that.”
A/N: The song “Possess Me” is by Doris Day. :)