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About After calming herself for a while, Lena returned to the party. The dessert had been served, and she sat down and started eating her portion. Ice-cream with raspberries had always been her favourite and she sighed in contentment. This reward made it worthwhile to tolerate all the crude comments from her table companion. "If a woman ever looks at me that way, I take her straight to bed." Devon grinned at her. She rolled her eyes at the man that was ruining the perfect moment. "That would only happen if you were a raspberry," she returned. "Would it help if I covered myself in raspberry juice?" "You never know unless you try. I bet any dog will approve." "Just the dogs?" "And probably a few desperate, middle-aged women. Who knows? But it will be terribly sticky, I guess." He laughed. "Getting glued to my bed does sound tempting though." "Ever tried super glue?" "Not in large amounts, no." "I bet that would tear off some skin and give you a free ride to the local hospital." "Nah, I prefer handcuffs. Much easier to remove when the fun is over." That did it, Lena thought. She was not having a bondage discussion with Devon, no matter how knowledgeable he was on the matter. "Look, Devon. Are you able to have a conversation without all the sexual innuendos?" Lena challenged him. "Sure. But it wouldn't be as much fun." "Ever heard about table manners and proper conduct?" "No," he grinned widely. "I thought so." "Ever heard about 'Carpe diem' and 'Living in the moment'?" he countered. "Sure. But some of the things I want to do right now is probably illegal." "How so?" "It's not normal to tell the victim in advance." "Will it be pleasant or unpleasant." "Definitely the latter." "Hah, you can't take me." "I bet I could. If my aim was good," she glanced down his body. "All right. Let's head outside and you can prove it to me," he suggested. She snorted. "Fighting in the snow? Yuck, it's too cold." "Sissy." "I don't even have to bring a measuring tape to know who will win." "No?" "You know what the male salmon does?" "Enlighten me." "They align their bodies before a fight. And if the contender is much larger than themselves, the smaller one just swims away." "So?" "It's called survival of the fittest. It's no use wasting energy when you can't win. Then it's better to eat and grow, before trying again next year." "I thought women adored men that were larger than themselves?" "In the 'Stone Age' perhaps. These days a large man is far too expensive." "How so?" "He eats more, and I will need to buy a longer bed." "So? "Let me spell it out then, Devon. I'm not interested. Not now, not ever." He chuckled softly. "There are a lot of other benefits to large men that you seem to have forgotten." "Like?" Then it suddenly occurred to her just as his grin turned broader and more smugly. "That is just more painful." "It just requires a longer foreplay." He smiled knowingly. "Being squished like a bug underneath a mountain is not my idea of fun." He laughed heartily. "It's never a boring moment when you're around, Lena. I'll give you that." She harrumphed and concentrated on eating her dessert. The ice cream had melted and lay sulking on her plate. She hated melted ice-cream. Thanks to Devon she had forgotten her favourite dessert just to feed him with a few more verbal spikes. She wanted to torment him the way he tormented her, and she briefly wondered if it would work better if she placed drawing pins on his chair. With her luck, he would probably discover them and decide to do something even nastier in return. Or more likely, someone else would get hurt in his place. Still, the idea had some benefits, making his stay a little less pleasurable than it was. He laughed and she looked at him, her face probably revealing her thoughts all too clearly. "Hey, bug-lady. You might want to wipe off some of that raspberry juice around your mouth before I start licking you." The man was incorrigible, Lena concluded. *** Chapter 3 - Close quarters The spitfire was avoiding him, Devon realised. After his last comment, she had vanished into the kitchen, keeping herself busy with chores and doing the dishes. He knew it was all a pretence to stay away from him. He would have loved to return the favour, had it not been for the alluring effect she had on him, drawing him closer to her fire when he should have been insulted by her words. Instead, he watched as her nipples tightened and her eyes heated by his presence.
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