Saving Grace | By : PiratesWench Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time In Mexico Views: 3176 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Grace stood
over the small stove in the kitchenette, a satisfied smile on her lips. What did any of her thoughts matter,
really? The worst-case scenario was
that she would go home at the end of the week with a hell of a story to tell
people, not to mention memories of some of the most amazing sexual experiences
of her life, and ten grand. She was
working on a couple of omelets when Sands came out from his bedroom.
“Finding
your way around pretty well now, huh?” Grace asked.
Sands
smiled at her. “Guess I am, huh? Breakfast?”
Grace
laughed. “I think this qualifies more
as brunch; breakfast was served in the bathroom.”
He made his
way to her and slid one arm around her waist from behind. His other hand pushed the hair away from the
back of her neck and he nibbled on the flesh there. “I could make several meals out of you, Gracie.”
“And I
think I’d have to let you,” she said, her breathing once again going
ragged. “But some sort of nourishment
needneeded, don’t you think? You know,
we need our strength, after all.”
He pulled
her robe down her shoulder and let his tongue glide across her skin. “Mm hm…”
“You’re
insatiable, Jeffrey.”
“And damn
proud of it.”
Grace
placed the omelets onto two plates, then made her way out of Sands’ intoxicating
hold. “Come on, you. Eat.”
Sands sat down at the table and began to eat…almost hesitantly. “Not good?”
“Huh? No, no, the food’s fine, er, great. Just got lost in my head for a minute.”
“Oh. Everything all right?”
“I had a
sister,” he blurted.
“What?”
“After last
night and this morning, I owe you some of that information you were after. Up for it?”
Grace put
her fork down. “Yeah,” she said
softly. “I mean, if this is what you
want to do.”
A small
smile crept onto his face. “Well, don’t
stop eating, Gracie, you were right about needing your strength – the sti still
lunch and dinner to get through.” He
heard a soft laugh come from her and was satisfied. When he heard her fork scrape against her plate, he began to talk
again.n stn style="mso-spacerun: yes"> “Rachel, my sister, was seven
years younger than I was. When I was
eighteen, my parents died in a car accident – drunk driver…”
“Oh…I’m
so…”
“My dad was
the one who was drunk off his ass. He
killed himself, my mother, ane coe couple he slammed his car into. It was inevitable and I can’t say that the
visit from the police was a surprise to me.
Anyway, being the ‘legal adult’ I was, and not having anyone else to do
clean up my father’s mess, I didn’t go away to school like I was supposed to -
I stayed home and took care of Rachel.”
Grace
wasn’t sure what to say. What passed
through her lips came out as, “You don’t seem like the type to do that…I’m
impressed.”
Sands shook
his head. “Don’t be, I was a different
person then.”
“Um, what
happened?”
“I went to
a local college, still studying what I wanted to – criminology. I didn’t mind taking care of Rachel.
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