Book By You
Sep. 4th, 2007 03:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sinderella81What do you think?
EDIT: I already went and did it ... *blushes* The preview looks like this:
"Which one? There were so many. I'm surprised the guy has remained sane after all these years of practical jokes." Alexa began to grin, thinking back to the fun they'd had with their pal Clark.
"You know, the time when the guys were at gym class and we slipped into the men's change room and swapped his underwear for a pair of lace panties!"
Laughter erupted from both ends of the telephone line.
"I remember peeking around the corner of the change room and watching Clark walk from the showers with a towel wrapped around that muscular body of his. I'll never forget the look on his face when he reached into his locker and pulled out those black, lace panties," Chloe was barely able to contain her laughter.
Alexa remembered it only too well, and if memory served her, Chloe was the one that had master-minded the idea. "Yes, but do you remember how he retaliated?"
It took Chloe a few seconds to recall . . .
"Alexa, what's going on?" Clark asked, as he slowly spun her around attempting to keep a clear view of his table. "What's with this game you're playing?" All he wanted to do was end the dance and get back to his girlfriend Lana.
Alexa laid her head on his shoulder, positioning her lips a breath away from his neck, her shoulder length, red hair gently brushing against his cheek. Without missing a beat, she answered, "I'm not up to anything," she said innocently. "It's been a long time since I've seen you and I just wanted to say hello and have a dance with my buddy. Is there any harm in that?"
He didn't believe her - not in a New York minute. "Wrong answer," he said, his impatience growing.
Alexa gently brushed her warm, wet lips against his neck.
"Stop that!" he pleaded, glancing again at Lana to see if she was watching. His girlfriend's eyes glared back at him from their table. She hadn't missed a thing. The glance spoke volumes - the rest of the evening was going to be hell.
Alexa, once again, moved her lips ever so slowly along his neck. "That bothers you?" she said, in a soft, sultry voice. . .
"Clark, I really enjoyed myself this afternoon. Would you care to come in for a bite to eat?" Alexa asked, as she unlocked the front door to her home.
Clark stood watching as the fading sunlight caught the ends of her red hair, turning them a golden hue. The whole time they were together, the feelings that had been hidden for so long suddenly came rushing back to life. Every turn of her head, the brush of her arm, even the sound of her laughter, made him want to hold her and smother her with kisses. And those breath-taking green eyes.
"Hello, Clark! Are you there?"
His face suddenly flushed, making Alexa laugh. "Sure, I'd love to come in. . .I thought you'd never ask," he said, smiling broadly, climbing the steps and entering into the foyer.
Alexa took his coat and hung it next to hers...
