Iris ~o~ 008

[thenicer_one]

Who: Travis and Iris Touchdown
Where: Cottage # 6
Style: I'm going to say first
Status: Closed

[It started out like any other day in the Touchdown household. Iris wakes up, makes breakfast and the lunches for the kids, make sure that everyone is out of the house in time, and then clean the cottage for the rest of the day. She didn't expect to find

Comments

[scoreatouchdown]

[The week hadn't been looking up at all. Watching over the gym the whole day was definitely a bore and there still weren't any cases that was worth looking into. The only solace that he had was that at least he had something forward to look forward to every night he reached his home. And way past the kids' bedtime if he was lucky.

He opened the front door, his the sound of his keys announcing his arrival. Now, where was Iris when he needed her?]

[thenicer_one]

[Iris is in the kitchen, getting a head start on making dinner. You might notice she's got the fireplace working even though summer's around the corner. Before she started with the cooking, she has burned all of your pornography, Travis.

All. Of. It.]

[scoreatouchdown]

[And he notices the fireplace when he strides past. Looks like someone had plans for tonight, and Travis definitely couldn't wait to get started with whatever it was.

He heads straight for the kitchen to find her there and sneaks up behind her. Not caring whether she had already heard him, he leans in from behind and whispers in her ear.]

If you were naked under that apron, then the mood would be damn perfect.

Keywords are appropriate

[thenicer_one]

[She lets out a squeak of surprise. Good thing she wasn't using anything sharp at the time.]

Travis! You scared me!