” “Yes, it’s me,” she retorted, huffing in mock anger. She straddled his legs, the palms of her hands resting lightly on his bare chest. “And just who else were you expecting to find in your bed, hmmm?” she said. Her husky voice sounded threatening, but her dark eyes held a playful, teasing glint of their own. She curled her fingers slightly, just enough that her nails dug into his chest, making him wince, just a little, in discomfort. “No one… honestly. I was just teasing,” he said, raising his hands in mock surrender. She leaned forward, growling softly, “There’d better be no one else…” She smiled wickedly. “Because, if there is…” And here she began trailing one nail from the hollow of his throat, “I have a K-Bar knife with a seven-inch blade, and you’re liable to find yourself…” through the hair on his chest, to rest just above his groin, “…without seven inches of something *you* seem to place a lot of value on.” “Now, Sarah,” he laughed softly, grabbing her wrists and pulling her. “Do I look all fucking right?” She demanded.“Well! I thought so as I watched you approach,” I laughed, “though not so good now.”“Trust me! I have to stumble into a fucking pervert.” She grumbled loudly and with plenty of venom in her voice.“It is not perverted to look at an attractive member of the opposite sex, and if I recall correctly you attacked me.” I responded, sharper than I intended.“Attacked, fucking attacked you. I fell, you fucking moron.”By then, she’d managed to regain her balance, or as well as she could with one broken heel and judging by her grimace, a painful ankle.“Well you seem fine now, so I shall be on my way.”“What! Not going to try to get a fucking grope, or a fucking date for being Mr. Super Fucking Hero and saving me from ... whatever.” She snapped.“Not a chance. Foul-mouthed ingratiates are not my scene at all.” I said as politely as I could manage, before walking away.“Shit!” I heard her yell in obvious pain.I turned around and saw her kneeling on the.
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