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Authors: L.C. Giroux
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boarding school so I missed out on this kind of stuff." She didn't need to tell them it was a Swiss finishing school, she could just imagine what kind of response that would get. Frankly, seeing Michael murderously jealous was a huge turn-on, not that she needed one. It did bring to mind the darker, less civilized man he'd been that unforgettable night in the hospital. "I think that who ever wins the basketball game gets a kiss."
"What about the rest of us?" came a voice from behind her. She turned around and scanned the group. It was a mix of guys, different ages, different disabilities, but all of them looked at her with something like hope in their eyes. She laughed.
"Kisses for the winning side, but I don't want to find out any of you called me easy in homeroom! Oh, and kisses on the cheek! I see wedding rings, I don't need some crazed woman accusing me of stealing her man."
They quickly picked teams and started playing Michael and Cam played man to man like their lives depended on it. There was something primal about these two gorgeous men squaring off to win a kiss from her, wheelchairs be damned. It wasn't always pretty to watch though, the game was fast and those two were playing it with a fierce intensity. To be fair they all were. A couple of guys wandered over to watch.
"Guess they're not calling fouls tonight!"
"Do they always play like this?" Violet asked.
"No, It's usually just a friendly game. What the hell got into them?"
"Oh." She wasn't going to admit to stirring up trouble but she was flattered none the less.
"Do you know these guys?" She wanted to find out more about what was going on with Michael and Cam.
"A little, the blonde guy with the beard and the guy with the curly black hair have been friends forever.
Ouch! That was a vicious hit! Not that you'd know it from the way they are playing each other."
"Forever?" Now she wished she could just crawl into a hole. She had wanted to make Michael a little jealous not breakup a lifelong friendship.
"Yeah, since they were kids." Luckily the final buzzer sounded not much later. Michael's side won.
"Well that was an interesting game. Dennison didn't know you had it in you?" Cam was teasing him and Michael looked less like he wanted to kill him so Violet hoped their friendship was still good. She kissed each man of the winning side on both cheeks. Not weak air kisses but real kisses, half of the guys blushed to their toes but all of them smiled at her. She was about to kiss Michael when he growled at her.
"We're leaving."
"But Michael, I didn't give you your kiss?" Dammit, he knew he was the only one she really wanted to kiss.
"I'll take it later!" He started to leave and when she wasn't fast enough he pulled her into his lap and pinned her there with his glare. He was covered in sweat and should have stunk but there was something so innately masculine about the smell of him, she dropped her head to his shoulder and practically purred.
Quiet enough so that no one else could hear, she whispered "Promise?" in his ear. He didn't respond, didn't slow down. It was a good thing she had her bag in her hand or she was leaving without it they left so quickly. The whole way back to the clinic building neither spoke. Violet could feel the tension coming off him but she didn't know what to say now to make it better. He took off for his office and she had to almost run to keep up with him. Once there she tried to move towards him but he swept around her and slammed the office door.
"Michael, I'm sorry I...
"Did you like it?"
"What? The game? It was pretty amazing but I hope you guys don't always play like that."
"Not the damn game! When he kissed you!"
"I..."
"Or when he put his arms around you?"
"I...
"Or when he pulled you on to his lap?"
"Will you let me answer you?"
"I don't know if I want an answer, I haven't heard you say no, so you must have!" He looked like he wanted to tear something apart with his bare hands.
"Michael Dennison, if you will
"What about the rest of us?" came a voice from behind her. She turned around and scanned the group. It was a mix of guys, different ages, different disabilities, but all of them looked at her with something like hope in their eyes. She laughed.
"Kisses for the winning side, but I don't want to find out any of you called me easy in homeroom! Oh, and kisses on the cheek! I see wedding rings, I don't need some crazed woman accusing me of stealing her man."
They quickly picked teams and started playing Michael and Cam played man to man like their lives depended on it. There was something primal about these two gorgeous men squaring off to win a kiss from her, wheelchairs be damned. It wasn't always pretty to watch though, the game was fast and those two were playing it with a fierce intensity. To be fair they all were. A couple of guys wandered over to watch.
"Guess they're not calling fouls tonight!"
"Do they always play like this?" Violet asked.
"No, It's usually just a friendly game. What the hell got into them?"
"Oh." She wasn't going to admit to stirring up trouble but she was flattered none the less.
"Do you know these guys?" She wanted to find out more about what was going on with Michael and Cam.
"A little, the blonde guy with the beard and the guy with the curly black hair have been friends forever.
Ouch! That was a vicious hit! Not that you'd know it from the way they are playing each other."
"Forever?" Now she wished she could just crawl into a hole. She had wanted to make Michael a little jealous not breakup a lifelong friendship.
"Yeah, since they were kids." Luckily the final buzzer sounded not much later. Michael's side won.
"Well that was an interesting game. Dennison didn't know you had it in you?" Cam was teasing him and Michael looked less like he wanted to kill him so Violet hoped their friendship was still good. She kissed each man of the winning side on both cheeks. Not weak air kisses but real kisses, half of the guys blushed to their toes but all of them smiled at her. She was about to kiss Michael when he growled at her.
"We're leaving."
"But Michael, I didn't give you your kiss?" Dammit, he knew he was the only one she really wanted to kiss.
"I'll take it later!" He started to leave and when she wasn't fast enough he pulled her into his lap and pinned her there with his glare. He was covered in sweat and should have stunk but there was something so innately masculine about the smell of him, she dropped her head to his shoulder and practically purred.
Quiet enough so that no one else could hear, she whispered "Promise?" in his ear. He didn't respond, didn't slow down. It was a good thing she had her bag in her hand or she was leaving without it they left so quickly. The whole way back to the clinic building neither spoke. Violet could feel the tension coming off him but she didn't know what to say now to make it better. He took off for his office and she had to almost run to keep up with him. Once there she tried to move towards him but he swept around her and slammed the office door.
"Michael, I'm sorry I...
"Did you like it?"
"What? The game? It was pretty amazing but I hope you guys don't always play like that."
"Not the damn game! When he kissed you!"
"I..."
"Or when he put his arms around you?"
"I...
"Or when he pulled you on to his lap?"
"Will you let me answer you?"
"I don't know if I want an answer, I haven't heard you say no, so you must have!" He looked like he wanted to tear something apart with his bare hands.
"Michael Dennison, if you will
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