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Matchmaker in Heaven 2/2
Date: 2012-03-22 01:32 am (UTC)“I’m not in your lap.”
“Are you always this cute? Or is it something you work on?”
Veronica gritted her teeth and tightened her hands on her thighs. Any more of this, and she was going to give herself gangrene.
“Girl, those curves are dangerous for somebody like me with no brakes.”
Veronica saw red. She leapt to her feet, but Boone grabbed her by the shoulders, and she had control over herself by the time he’d let her go. She almost lost control again when she saw Betsy wearing a shit-eating grin. She didn't know if she wanted to kill Betsy or Boone more, but her anger towards Betsy redoubled when the woman said, “That was fun.”
“Oh, my god. Do those lines actually work?!”
“Nah,” Betsy said. “But it was fun watching your face go all red. Seriously though, you look like a capable woman. Why’re you letting that dunce drag you around?”
“Not by choice. If he’d said he was trying to set me up, I would have asked him to take me down to Gomorrah. Then I'd've killed him.”
Betsy laughed. “So you could pick up a couple of diseases?”
“Good point.”
Boone, seeing that Veronica wasn’t about to murder Betsy, abruptly left. Betsy raised one eyebrow, following his quick gate out of McCarran with her gaze. “Is he always that awkward with you?”
“It’s not really his fault. I mean, I think he’s a little retarded when it comes to people-skills. Not that I can pass judgment.” Veronica gritted her teeth again. "Maybe because he sensed I was about to murder him."
“Uh huh,” Betsy said dryly.
Veronica shot her a glare. “You’re not going to start the pick-up-lines again.”
“I want to keep my head attached to my body, thanks.” Then, Betsy raised her eyebrows and looked Veronica up and down from over her sunglasses. Veronica tightened her fist. Betsy met her gaze with an innocent look. “What? You’re some kind of fine, girl. Might as well look.” She jumped back and lifted her hands, palm up, in surrender. “That wasn’t a line.”
Veronica didn’t for one minute believe it.
Betsy saw she wasn’t going to reply and cocked her head inquisitively. “You wanna share a drink or something? I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I had a decent conversation with a woman. The airfield is pretty quiet this time of day. And I’ve got some good Scotch stashed away. Whaddya say?”
It only took a moment to mull over. “Why the hell not.”
Looking back on it, Veronica realized maybe Boone had actually managed to set her up on a date. So maybe she owed it to him not to punch his brains out next time she saw him. Swell.
Re: Matchmaker in Heaven 2/2
Date: 2012-03-26 01:39 am (UTC)Re: Matchmaker in Heaven 2/2
Date: 2012-03-26 08:37 am (UTC)wonderful job anon!
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