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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Realizing
she’d left everything in the suite, Grace paced the lobby of the hotel. She hadn’t changed her clothes and wanted
nothing more than a shower at the moment, but all of that would just have to
wait for now.
The
nerve of that guy! Thinking he can just
manipulate me like that… Who the hell
does he think he is? "> You know, not
having eyes is a turn off…for most women and…Christ! What am I thinking? I
need to stop thinking about him, period!
O.K., not thinking…not thinking...I bet they were a really deep
brown…Ah, Grace, knock it off!
She looked
around and realized that she couldn’t go anywhere looking how she did, or
without any money – thank goodness for the included bar and food service at the
hotel – so she spent some time down by the shore. As she let her feet dig into the sand, she had a thought – one she
was more than eager to share with the horny agent upstairs. She rushed up through the lobby, then up to
her floor…only then realizing that she hadn’t taken her key with her.
“Shit,” she
mumbled. She could have, and probably should
have, gone downstairs and explained her situation, but she was tired and feeling
a bit lazy…and didn’t want to forget what she had to say to Sands. She knocked and heard him groan. “Sands, let me in.”
“Use your
fucking key!” His tone was not
what she had expected.
“I don’t
have it – it’s in there with you.”
“Well, I
can’t see the fucking door, so go and get another one!”
“You know what, Sands, you are
positively annoying! I’m starting to wonder if Sands is really your last
name or if you picked it! And you wanna know why? Because, when you
go to the beach, sand can be really irritating, you know? It sticks into
places that just drive you nuts and you just never seem to get rid of all of it
until’re ’re back at home and…” The door opened. Sands had hoped
she’d rant enough to be able to follow her voice to the door.
It took you that long to think up
some sort of retaliation?” Sands asked.
Grace was speechless – nocauscause of what he’d said, but because of
what he was wearing. “Pink is…a good color on you, Sands.” He was
standing before her in her knee-length, pink, satin robe.
Sands reached for Grace, pulled her
into the room, and shut the door before anyone else could see him. “I couldn’t
find my stuff and…well, you just had to go and leave instead of admitting…”
Grace put her finger to his lips. “O.K., I’m sorry that I left you totally
helpless…” I am? “…but you really crossed the line.”
“Yeah well…how long were you gone?”
“About two hours.”
“In that time, I realized that I
shouldn’t piss you off again – for a little while at least. I have to
learn the layout of this place and…find clothes that aren’t so feminine.”
“So you’re through with being a pig?”
“I will be,” he smiled.
“Will be?”
Sands reached into the pocket of
Grace’s robe and pulled out a red, silk thong. “I don’t have to see to
figure out what this is.”
Grace smiled. “And you’ll never see me in it – live with that.”
“True, but I know a bit more about you now. Tiny little silk
panties…I bet you are an absolute tigress.”
She rolled her eyes. “I just have to live with this for a week,
don’t I?”
“’Fraid so, Gracie.”
“O.K., you know what? I will. I will put up with every
remark, every innuendo, and every other little annoying thing you do…”
“You will? Uh, why?”
Grace’s answer was simple. “To be better than you.”
“Oo…ouch.” He smiled. “Do you think you could find something
a little more mine for me to put on?”
“Hmm…well, let me take a shower and we’ll s…I’ll help you.”
Though he wouldn’t admit it, Sands was so glad that she didn’t
finish saying “we’ll see.” “Not before?”
“You can wait.” She took Sands’ hand and guided him to the
couch. She sat him down and put the T.V. remote in his hand.
“Listen to something until I’m done, all right?”
Sands smiled. “You really are
starting to care.”
Grace shook her head. “Only as much as I have to.”
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