22. Things you said after it was over (general WayHaught)
There was a soft voomph as the table was turned off and Nicole slumped down against it.
“Why,” she groaned. “Why would you put me through this?”
Across from her, Waverly snickered. “You can’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it at least a little.”
“No,” Nicole mumbled. “You’re a she-devil. A servant of Satan. Proponent of Hell Itself.”
“This is an awful lot of drama over a game of air hockey.”
Nicole dropped onto the floor, lying on her back and throwing her arm over her eyes. “You have defeated me in battle, Waverly Earp. Allow me these last few moments of misery before you take my life.”
Waverly rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t stop the smile on her face. “Nicole.”
“Wait! I’m not finished!” Nicole flung her arms upwards so that they were on the floor stretched out towards Waverly. “Please, demonic lord of air hockey, bestow a kiss on me before I am sent to the afterlife.”
Their basset hound puppy, Squirrel, wandered over and hopped up onto her stomach, starting to lick her chin.
“This is not what I meant.”
Waverly broke down into laughter, leaning on the air hockey table to support herself so she didn’t fall over. Nicole, grinning, picked the puppy up and set him back down on the carpet.
“You alright there, Waves?”
“I’m fine,” Waverly giggled. “What happened to the begging?”
“Oh great she-devil, I got distracted by the adorable puppy.”
“That’s fair enough.” Waverly walked over to her and held out a hand to help her to her feet. “Now come, Haught.”
Nicole let her pull her up and smiled. “Time for my execution?”
Waverly skimmed a finger down the visible portion of Nicole’s chest, stopping where her shirt began to v just below her collarbone. She smirked. “I think I can think of a few ways you can work off your debt instead.”