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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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�Michael,
get out of here!� Grace shouted. �I�m
not even sure I want to know how you found me��

Sands
chimed in. �I�m sure as hell
intrigued by it.�

�Jeffrey��

�Who the
hell is this, Grace?� Michael asked, his temper flaring.

�I already
told you who the hell I am,� Sands answered.

�And you�re
selling me some bullshit story about being in the CIA��

�I�m not
selling anything�� Sands rose from the
couch and slowly made his way to where Michael�s voice was coming from. That
was enough for Sands to find her and slide a protective arm around her
waist. The relief that filtered through
her was immeasurable.

�It�s very
much my business,� Sands insisted.

�New
boyfriend already, Grace?� Michael asked.

Grace let
her body relax in Sands� hold. �A
friend, Michael, not that it�s any of your concern.�

�Grace,
just let me take you to dinner tonight, hm?
Let me explain��

�Explain
what? How you tried to drain my bank
account and��

�Just let
me tell you what really happened and, if you still want me to go, I will.�

�It really
doesn�t sit well with me that you tracked me here��

�You ran
out of the country, Grace, how could I not be concerned?�

�I�m on
vacation!� Sands� arm tightened around
Grace, as if trying to calm her.
Michael noticed this and wasn�t pleased.

�Would you please
not touch her like that?�

Sands
smiled. �She doesn�t seem to mind it,
does she?�

�Jeffrey,�
Grace said softly.

Michael
reached out for Grace�s hand and succeeded at gently taking hold of it. �Just dinner, Grace, and a full
explanation.�

Grace
sighed hey.
pan>pan>�Well, if you�d
still want me to.�<
<

�I will,
believe me,� she spat. She thought
things over for a moment, then said, �Fine.
Meet me in the restaurant downstairs at seven.�

Michael
smiled. �I�ll see you then, my love.�

�Nix the
lovit, it, Michael,� Grace said coldly.

�Seven o�
clock,� he smiled. He opened the door,
then looked back at Sands. �Loose the
glasses, buddy, you�re inside.� He
chuckled and left the suite.

/spa/span>�You can�t
have dinner with that fuckmook, Gracie!�

�Why not?�

�Aside from
the fact that he�s a fuckmo

�Yeah.�

Sands
almost whined. �I don�t like him.�

Grace
noticed that Sands was in no hurry to let go of her. �And?�

�Isn�t that
enough? I mean, I read people for a
living and I didn�t even have to see this guy to know he�s a son of a
bitch.�

�And that
bothers you because?� She hoped
that if she egged him on enough, she would hear the type of answer she was
desperately hoping for.

�Well�you
should really only focus your attention on one asshole at a time and, damn it,
you�re busy with me!�

Grace
smiled. �You�re not jealous that I�ll
be dining with someone else are you?�

Sands
placed his mouth next to Grace�s ear. �I�m
the one who�s sleeping with you, Gracie.�
His voice caused her flesh to rise and her stomach to flip in a rather
pleasurable manner.

�So what�s
the problem then?� she whispered.

�He was
here for all of five minutes and managed treat you like shit and piss me
off.�
ndifndif]>
Grace ran a
hand through Sands� hair. �Aw, Jeffrey,
you care�sort of.�

Unable to help
himself, he kissed her, longingly, passionately. Grace kissed him back, hoping for more than she knew she should
have been. Something seemed to click
between them and their hands began to wander one another�s bodies.

�Don�t let
it get out,� Sands panted.

�Don�t let
what get out?� Grace a, un, unbuttoning his shirt.

�That I
care.�

Grace
smiled. �Care about what?�

�You.�

�I thought
you �can�t� have��

�I think
I�m willing to make an exception this one time.� He kissed her again. �You
still haven�t made it out��

�Don�t
care��

�Wanna
christen the couch?�

Grace
laughed seductively. �Couch, floor,
table��

Sands let a
growl pass his lips as Grace led him to the couch. He positioned himself on top of her as he pawed at her
clothes. Again placing his lips next to
her ear, he whispered, �Mine.�
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