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A blush was apparent on the young womanâs features when Cameron spoke about her always being stunning. âTwo years and you still know how to bring a blush to my cheeks.â Chandi let small smile slip onto her lips and a soft laugh escape her tiny frame, âStaying in touch hasnât always been my strong suit eitherâ¦far to much of a lonerâs spirit in me.â Shifting her weight Chandi threw her legs over Cameronâs own outstretched ones and snuggled closer to him, enjoying the feeling of safety that she got while with him. The heat was increasing more and more as the two old friends state underneath the trees, but Chandi was unwilling to go inside and break the peaceful feeling she had at the very moment. So often she was used to being pulled in about eight different directions and constantly moving that being on this peaceful little island away form the hubbub of New York was nice. âWould I be included in that butt-chasing category?â Chandi giggled turning her gaze to look up at Cameron, her eyes wide and held a puppy dog look to them. âAfter all I was always most fond of your backside Sparky.â She flashed him a bright toothy grin and allowed her human illusion to slip away, she was in company she trusted so there wasnât a need for security.
Giving a good flick of her tail and swivel of her ears Chandi was able to hear the little noise around her much better now, and felt more comfortable and at ease. âMuch betterâ¦â She sighed letting her tail swish back and forth on the sand next to her, although if any of the other team members showed their faces Chandi would slip the illusion back up. âSo, now that weâve jabbered on about whatâs gone on in the past two years Iâm going to cut to the chase and ask you a very personal question, whatâs happened between you and AJ? She didnât seem as welcoming with you as she did meâ¦â Chandi trailed off feeling as if sheâd been absent in her friendsâ lives far to long, and wouldnât let two years slip by between the three of them ever again.
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Kei looked De up and down again a Cheshire smile crossing her features, âI see a couple things I like.â She responded easily crossing her arms over her chest, ânow if youâd just turn around so I could see that assâ¦â She trailed off, biting her bottom lip momentarily. Playing up the hormonal woman act quite a bit more than she usually would, it wasnât every day that a naked man was in her presence. Half-naked yes, completely naked no, and besides this guy seemed like heâd take it pretty well so she wasnât worried about embarrassing him.
âSo De, if purple wasnât the color of choice, what was?â She questioned him, moving closer to examine the dreads; Sheâd always been fascinated with hairstyles like that, she used to hang out with a benny that used to have a hairstyle similar. Plus she wanted a closer look at him anyways, not that she didnât get an eyeful earlierâ¦
Leaning over to one side she tried to get a better lock at Deâs backside, her shower completely forgotten for the time being. Maybe it was a rebound thing, since she had just recently broken things off with Marco or maybe she was just heavily attracted to this manâ¦she really couldnât tell, her mind was a strange, strange place most days.
âSorry, Iâll try to behave myselfâ¦â She looked backwards at Nathaniel, âMake sure I behave myself!â She told him, âBe my conscious so I donât tackle him right here and now.â
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Before she knew it, âVok was on his feet in front of her, offering his hand to AJ. As much as he was enjoying himself, he knew that if he were going to entertain the idea of sticking around this more than likely dysfunctional bunch, he would need to get to know them all. Years of experience told him that good lines of communication were key to the success of the group. Not that he had ever been a part of a particularly successful group, but this bit of knowledge had to be true. He had helped to prove the opposing theory often enough times. Taking AJâs hand, âVok smiled and said, âI most definitely agree. The best way to avoid getting shanked in the shower is to get to know your teammates. I think we should go and make all the proper introductions, that way we can move on to more private negotiations later.â
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Angelee took John's hand and allowed him to lead her towards the voices in the hall. When they finally rounded the corner and everyone came into sight, AJ's jaw dropped for the briefest of moments and she started smiling widely.
"Oh Mah God. De!" she let loose of John's hand and threw her arm's around her old team mate, giving him a hug.
"Last Ah had heard of you, you were supposed ta be on tha run from a group of mad drag queens!" Stepping back, she slipped her hand back into John's and smiled at him.
"Since Ah'm sure he's already introduced himself to these folks...John, this is Nate...but we all call them De, cept some girl back home that calls him 'Big Nasty', but he's no' that bad." she squeezed his hand again and smiled at her old team mate before looking at Kei and Nate.
"Sorry Ah ran off so quick on tha beach, umm..somethan' came up...Ah didn't catch your names?" AJ smiled at them, wondering silently where the rest of their happy group was.
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"Nathanial Travers." Nate said as AJ walked into the room and threw herself around De, "I was right, i'm the only one here that doesn't know everyone!" Laughing to himself, "How do you lot know each other then?" It was an obvious question and something he wanted to know, he had come here under the pretense of starting anew and getting to know new people, yet here he was right bang smack in the middle of a reunion of sorts. "Oh and purple? It kinda suits..." Offhandedly remarking to De about his hair.
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âActually, Iâm with youâ¦I donât know any of these people.â Kei told Nate as she propped herself against the wall again, âKei.â She introduced herself, looking from AJ to John and then to the floor. Nateâs words had triggered something, she really didnât know any of these people and was suddenly yearning for the strange relationship she had had with Marco.
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Kei slammed the door to the small three-bedroom apartment open, throwing her purse on the counter and following it with her set of keys, âMarco!â She howled, continuing into the living room and finding no sign of her roommate/boyfriend, âRodriguez get your ass out here!â she headed down the short hallway, knowing that he had to be in here somewhere. He had a report due for work in a couple of days and would undoubtedly be doing revisions at this point in time.
âRodriguez, if you donât show your face your laptop will meet an untimely death at the beach, and Iâll throw your ass out of this apartment!â Kei hollered down the hall, waiting hands on hips for a reaction, her entire stance oozing anger and annoyance.
âWhat?!?!â Came the irritated response two doors away as Marco appeared in the doorway, his tall frame clad only in a pair of pajama pants, and from one look Kei could tell he hadnât been doing work at all...heâd been taking a nap.
âYou did something to my beater!â Kei accused, her dark eyes smoldering as she glared at him, âDonât deny it!â She added before he could open his mouth to protest.
âI fixed the engine.â Marco said deadpanned walking out into the hall and wrapping an arm around Keiâs waist, âYou asked me to last week, after your therapy session and preliminary trial.â He dropped a kiss on the top of her head, âbecause it broke down on your way back, you didnât want that to happen if you ever decided to go up to Pipeline this winter.â Kei relaxed her stance, her anger melting away.
âOhâ¦forgot about that.â She responded reaching her hand up to muss up Marcoâs shoulder length black hair, âGuess Iâm just kind of strange lately, what with the impending death sentence above my head.â Kei rolled her eyes, breaking away from Marco to go to her room and change out of her dress.
âIts not a death sentence!â He called after her, âWhere were you anyways?â Marco was obviously following her down the hall, where he would stand outside her door until she decided to reemerge.
âCarly and I were just partying, ya know.â Kei told him through the crack in the door, âIâm allowed to do that, Iâm a grown woman of 27. I tie my own sandals and everything.â She opened the doorway now clad in a pair of plaid boxers and a tank top.
âIt wouldâve been nice to know that,â Marco commented dryly, though his eyes gave away that he wasnât upset at all, âYou couldâve been out abusing poor tourists by making their tacky souvenirs explode.â He teased, as she brushed past to get to the kitchen and search out something to eat.
âOnce again, Iâm an adultâ¦â Kei opened the fridge and found an apple, cutting it up and placing it in a bowl, âI wouldnât do that. Besides, I thought you would be working on that paper of yours, not napping.â
âWasnât napping.â
âYou have bed-head.â
âNo I donât.â
âYouâre a bad liar.â Kei moved over to sit on one of the stools placed near the island in the middle of the kitchen area, âYou were sleeping and you know it.â Marco sat acrossed from her stealing one of her apple slices.
âFine, I was.â He gave her a wide smile, âCarly didnât find you another guy, did she?â He then asked suspiciously, knowing that Keiâs best friend was renowned for finding the attractive businessmen that his girlfriend would con.
âNo, Iâm not that stupid. Iâm on trial for that stuff.â Keiâs expression darkened for moment, âYouâve known me how long? But you still canât figure me out.â
âJust checking.â
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â Shouldnât have broken up with him.â She reprimanded herself, âSure, itâs a hell of a ways away from hereâ¦but he always understood your neurotic little mind.â Kei brought her gaze back up, looking around the room.
âIâm off for a shower.â She told them, the itch she had forgotten about coming back in full force, âBe back in a few.â Kei looked at De, âAnd Iâll be wantinâ that towel back, later of course.â
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