Warning: Language and Running Around in Undies
Slowly, the memories trickled back, calming her racing heart.
Sighing, she got out of bed, surprised to find she was still wearing her club dress. She wished she had some other clothes - but it was either this or her bra and panties. And she could just imagine the look that would've crossed Breandan's face had she stripped down to go to sleep.
Quickly she shut her eyes against the image. No! She shouldn't think of him as Breandan. He was the police captain. Her boss!
He'd told her last night that he was going to let the receptionist go and that she would be doing him a favor if she filled in for them. Which meant no fooling around. No matter how his violet eyes made her want to jump his bones!
She picked it up and read the note, noticing the small, neat handwriting written without flourish, "Food in the fridge. Phone for work."
"Aw," she murmured, clutching the note to her chest. "He bought me food! And a phone!" She wasn't sure why that made her feel so giddy, but it certainly did!
The phone Breandan gave her started ringing, startling her out of her reverie. Only one person had her number...
"Hi, I just was just calling to check in on you. Did you get the food I left?" Breandan asked.
Mackenzie smirked. Oh she was sure that's why he was calling. "I sure did.Thanks! Some men give flowers, some men give food!" she teased.
"I would imagine the food would be the more welcome gift," he stated. "Seeing as how you can't eat flowers."
Mac laughed. "Well, one would assume!"
Breandan laughed along with her, then spoke up, "I thought we might meet at the gym. We're a peaceful town here in Dragon Valley, but if you're going to be working at the Garda, then you should be able to defend yourself."
"Ah, that's sweet," she cooed. "You're worried about me!"
She could just hear Breandan shaking his head. He was so straight-laced! A grin spread across her face as the devilish imp whispered in her ear. Before he could say anything, she sighed dramatically, "Oh course, I would love to join you, except I'm not wearing anything right now."
"You're not wearing anything?" Breandan finally managed to say.
Mac smiled, knowing full well how that probably affected him. "I'm washing my dress," she said innocently, "So I've been running around the house in my bra and panties all day!"
"All day?" he asked.
"Mmmhmmm," she murmured.
Another long pause.
"So, it should be dry by now?" he asked smugly, obviously trying to hold in his laughter.
Damn. He caught her! she mentally swore. She smiled, "I suppose I can go check," she sniffed playfully.
"Good, I'll see you down at the Practice Pit in twenty minutes," he said as he hung up.
A grin split across Mac's face, despite his assumption that she would be there.
Breandan was there waiting for her when she got there. She saw him glance down at her dress and she knew he was thinking about her running around the Humble house without anything on.
"So, you wanted to see me?" she asked.
"Well, back at the foster home, older kids used to pick on me, so I got pretty good at defending myself," she said, shrugging. "I can hold my own."
Again, her eyebrows shot up.
Breandan swallowed a curse and added, "If you have to run away!" Plumbbob, Breandan, get your mind out of the gutter, he told himself.
Mackenzie laughed as she fluttered her eyelashes at him. She enjoyed flustering him!
"Come on, I'll buy you some more groceries if you can race longer than I can," he told her, heading inside.
"Kick them off!" Breandan told her. "They're not worth wearing if they're going to get you killed!"
Breandan laughed as he upped his speed. "You say the funniest things," he told her with an amused tone.
"You're not being a sore loser, are you, Mac?" he teased playfully as he hopped off the treadmill.
"Mackenzie? Are you okay?" he asked. "I did not mean to offend you." She hardly heard him.
Breathing heavily, she started to calm down and became aware of how the Practice Pit was now that the other villagers were staring at her speechlessly.
Wishes Completed: Form Group, Have Great Group Outing
Wishes Pending: Get married, Gain Logic Point