oh baby peach

The Dark Prophecy:

So I got another list of stuff for you since I just finished Rick’s new book. And I am SHOOK. Jesus freaking Christ. And SOO many CAMEOS ITS AMAZING. 10/10 would recommend guys. Now for your viewing pleasure- here’s The Dark Prophecy:

- Apollo talking shit about Hera’s liquorice and throwing shade
- “Hey, you two! No ancient dialects. Spanish or English please. Or Machine.”
- Leo calling Calypso babe omg Caleo <3
- LEONIDAS !!!!!!!!
- Hephaestus insulted Ares’ bellbottoms and caused a nuclear meltdown. That’s it. Those are the Olympians.\
- Like any decent god, demigod or engineer, Leo Valdez refused to be stopped by the laws of physics
- You BROKE MY GIRLFRIEND’S HAND!
- freaky ass blemmyae
- LEO CALLING HER CAL OMG MY HEART
- Hijo
- LEO CALLING APOLLO ESE?
- Leo being short is canon YESSS
- Lester most worthless of teens oh my god
- bADASS HUNTRESS LADY?
- AWESOME sentient building!!
- I’m SOBBING ZOEEEEEE FUCK YOU RICK!
- “I’ll be hexed” is my new fav expressionnnnn
- All these people whose names ended with o suddenly made me feel like my brand was being diluted. DEAD
- SUNNY
- The Magic 8 Ball struck me as a very shady form of divination—more like a Hermes game of chance than an Oracle worthy of me.
- LESBIAN HUNTERS OF ARTEMIS
- “We’ve been aging together ever since. Very happily.”
- What did he do with Georgina?” IS GEORGINA MEG?!
- “Hey, abuelita,” Leo said. “All da cows love Leo.” He grinned at me. “And these cows are red, man. Like… bright red.”
- When I am a god again, I will make a constellation out of you. I will call it the Small Exploding Latino.”
- We get Festus back, then we look up this place on Google Maps and fly down there.”
- AAH I MISS MY CAMP HALFBLOOD PEEPS
- “Griffins? Uh… Hazel and Frank told me about griffins. They fought some in Alaska. Said they were like rabid hyenas with wings.” I MISS FRAZEL
- Leo muttered a curse in Spanish. “I keep thinking about my little bro Harley back at camp. If somebody tried to hurt him…”BIG BRO LEO
- The young woman sat on the molding ledge, playfully swinging her legs. Her braided auburn hair made a ponytail so long it wrapped around her neck like a scarf
- Leo caught her wrist. “Hold up.” From his tool belt he pulled a folding yardstick. He extended it and poked the chair’s seat cushion. A bear trap snapped shut, ripping through stuffing and fabric like an upholstery sharknado. LEO BEING BADASS WITH TRAPS
- Leo. “I’m new to this heroic-quest business. Shouldn’t there be a reward at the end? Not just more deadly quests?” “Nope,” Leo said. “This is pretty standard.”
- THE TRAPPING BITCH GODDESS MAN
- “How can you be so calm?” I demanded. “I am going on a dangerous quest tomorrow with your girlfriend!”
- “These tofu enchiladas are sabrosas. Gotta get the recipe from Josephine. My homegirl Piper would love them.” LEO AND PIPER IM CRYING OMG
- Why me? Sob. Sob. Sob.
- yes, Trophonius clearly got his knockout good looks from me. MODEST.
- Not just because I still found Commodus attractive after so many centuries, not just because we had a, er, complicated history, but also because he reminded me what I used to be like. MODEST.
- Marcus the blinged-out jackal boy, and Vortigern the barbarian. Ookay.
- His hand rested easily on the pommel of a sword. His face was a patchwork of scars. His clothes were casual—just jeans, a red-and-white T-shirt that read CORNHUSKERS, and a red bandana tied across his curly dark hair— OH MY GOD. LOST HERO CAMEO
- The emperor clapped with delight. “Oh, nice! That was very entertaining, Lityerses!” “Thank you, sire.” The Cornhusker. SHIT MAN.
- NOW HAST THOU ASKED TOO MANY QUESTIONS, the arrow intoned. MY WISDOM DOTH NOT SPEW FORTH ANSWERS AS IF ’TWERE GOOGLE. I love this damn arrow.
- Leo and tater tots
- The sorceress muttered another Minoan curse, naming a part of Zeus’s body that I did not want to think about.
- “You’re a handsome idiot.”
- I gasped and collapsed. Through my half-lidded eyes, I watched Calypso turn on our enemies. “Now it is your turn, fools!” She began making the same rude gestures toward the Germani. The first one stopped. His face paled. He glanced at me lying on the ground, then turned and fled, barreling past his friend. The Germanus with the wounded foot hesitated. Judging from the hatred in his eyes, he wanted revenge for the missile weapon that had ruined his left boot. Calypso, undaunted, waved her arms and began to incant. Her tone made it sound as if she were raising the worst daimons from Tartarus, though her words, in ancient Phoenician, were actually a recipe for making pancakes. The wounded Germanus yelped and hobbled away, leaving a trail of smeared red prints behind him. CALYPSO YOU BADASS!
- Three passengers. I very much want to see Leo Valdez again. We have unfinished business.” “You know Leo?” Despite the danger we were in, I felt a small sense of relief. Finally, some villain wanted to kill Leo more than he wanted to kill me.
- Lityerses narrowed his eyes. “You’re not the same girl who was with him before. Her name was Piper. You wouldn’t happen to be Leo’s girlfriend?”
- Calypso nodded as if she’d come to a decision. “It’s going to take both of us. We’ll sing a duet. You have a decent voice.” “I have a…” My mouth was paralyzed from shock. Telling me, the god of music, that I had a decent voice was like telling Shaquille O’Neal he played decent offense, or telling Annie Oakley she was a decent shot.
- I blinked. “Zeus… singing?” I found the concept mildly horrifying. My father thundered. He punished. He scolded. He glowered like a champion. But he did not sing. Calypso’s eyes got a little dreamy. “In the palace at Mount Othrys, when he was Kronos’s cupbearer, Zeus used to entertain the court with songs.”
- It was a song older than empires—about two lovers separated and longing to be together.
- She would have toppled off the ledge if Leo hadn’t caught her. “Whoa, mamacita,” he said. “You okay?” She blinked sleepily. “I’m fine. Don’t fuss. And don’t call me—” She crumpled against Leo, who struggled to keep her upright. He glared at me. “What did you do to her?”
- Leo wagged a finger at Britomartis. “You’re lucky these ladies are such bosses.
- He decided to liberate a teal plastic pedal boat, and insisted we call him the Dread Pirate Valdez. (Meg loved this. I refused.)
- “We’ll get Peaches back,” I promised her. “Yeah, chica,” Leo agreed.
- “Hey.” Meg poked me in the back of the neck. “Remember what Percy told us? Never say stuff like We made it or That was easy. You’ll jinx us!” “My entire existence is a jinx.”
- He glanced over—no snappy comeback, no playful grin. “Just… Leo and Calypso’s Garage: Auto Repair and Mechanical Monsters.” “What?” “Something Cal and I used to joke about.”
- “Oh, come now,” I protested. “You like my singing.”
- a girl in gray camouflage paced like a jaguar. Her shoulder-length hair was stark white, though she looked no more than fifteen.
- a young girl in a lavender wool sweater and green jeans. Her tufts of brown hair looked like she’d cut them herself with gardening shears.
- I hoped Athena was watching, because WISDOM, BABY!
- Livia
- BOOM BITCHES THALIA’S BACK!
- Apollo DREAMED ABOUT THALIA
- “What is this? Not nectar…” “No,” Thalia agreed. “It’s moonwater.”
- “I think you decided to help me because you like me.” The corner of Thalia’s mouth twitched. “What makes you say that?” “Oh, come now. The first time we met, you said I was hot. Don’t think I didn’t hear that comment.” I was gratified to see her face turn red.
- Emmie says we could live like normal young people in this city. Even go to the local high school.”
- At some point, I gotta reconnect with my other peeps: Jason, Piper, Hazel, Frank. Lotta people out there still want to punch me.”
- I wasn’t sure I’d heard her correctly. “Piano lessons? Now?” “Not now, dummy. But sometime. Can you teach me?”
- CHASM OF HORRORS? THE STYX ARE THEY GONNA GO TO THE UNDERWORLD? WE’LL GET TO SEE NICO!!
- YEEEES THEY’RE GOING TO THE UNDERWORLD MAN!!
- She’d been trying to convince Zeus to forgive me. That was so sweet!
- Shit Apollo’s tripping
- MEG!!! NOOOOOO
- Oh my god this is horrifying
- Oh my GOD
- SHIT SHIT SHIT
- “Let the girl go,” I whimpered through the pain. “Kill me and let her go.” I surprised myself. These were not the last words I had planned.
- Oh my god peach babies
- Jimmy is GREAT
- Jimmy’s electricity was different—a more humid scent of ozone, a darker red hue to the flashes.
- PRINCESS BRIDE REFERENCE
- Damnnnn Apollo!
- “No,” Leo corrected. “He Lityerses-ly flew out the window. Am I right? Those were some sweet moves, man.” Lit nodded. “Thanks.” The two bumped fists as if they hadn’t spent the last few days talking about how much they wanted to kill each other. They would have made fine Olympian gods.
- SHIT SHIT SHIT
- ANOTHER PROPHECY?!
- Cloven?! Cloven? GROVER!
- Buy one prophecy, get three free? That was a lot of lines.” “It was a sonnet,” I said, still in disbelief. “May the gods help us; it was a Shakespearean sonnet.”
- “I—I might be, Georgina. I don’t know.” “’ Kay.” She held up the thing she was holding—a figure made of pipe cleaners—and pressed it into my hands. “Made this for you. You can take it with you when you go away.”
- AWWWWWW
- LEO YOU FIXED HIM!!
- So I’m in LOVE with the Wayhouse and it’s HOME FOR OUTCASTS AND RUNAWAYS OMG THIS IS AMAZINGGG
- “Yeah. The changeling lord… that’s gotta be my homeboy Frank Zhang. And the Devil’s Mount, that’s Mount Diablo, right near the camp. I hate Mount Diablo. I fought Enchiladas there once.”
- CAMP JUPITERS GONNA BE ATTACKED?!
- Frank the CHANGELING LORD WOAH
- “The Teumessian Fox? That’s the monster you’ve been hunting?”
- LEO YOURE GOING TO ROMEEEE
- His strange bronze hockey-stick weapon was nowhere to be seen. So the mysterious Olujime was a pit fighter, an accountant, a magical warrior, and an ostrich whisperer. Somehow I was not surprised.
- uh… a Greek-Roman type, is he? I mean, he’s not a legacy of you guys, the Olympians.” “No,” I agreed. “He is from a different tradition and parentage entirely.” Thalia’s short spiky hair rippled in the wind, as if reacting to her uneasiness. “You mean from other gods.”
- OTHER GODS
- SHIT
- We Olympians have always been used to living in close proximity to, ah… the competition.” “So you’re the sun god,” Thalia said. “But some other deity from some other culture is also the sun god?”
- JASON AND PIPER ARE IN HIGHSCHOOL
- GEORGIE AND HER MOMS THE BEST FAMILY OMG I WANNA SNUGGLE THEM
- “If you wish,” I said, “when I attain my godhood again, I will personally visit the Underworld. I will petition Hades to let your soul pass on to Elysium.” Agamethus offered me his 8 Ball.
- THEY NEED A SAYTR
- MEG SUMMON A SATYR!!
- SHE SUMMONED GROVER HOLY SHIT GROVERS BAAAAAAAAACK
- The dirt rolled away, revealing the form of a young man sleeping on his side. He looked about seventeen, perhaps younger. He wore a black collarless jacket over a green shirt, and jeans much too baggy for his legs. Over his curly hair flopped a red knit cap. A scruffy goatee clung to his chin.
- THE LORD OF THE WILD BITCH
- SHIIIIIT THEYRE GOING INTO THE LABYRINTH
- BUT GROVERS BACK OMG YEEEEEEES

Conclusion: SHOOK featuring Caleo

First [5]

First

All Rights Reserved

© 2014 Katarina Jones

~*~

Maybe it was the heat of the moment. Maybe it was his subconscious. Maybe he had wanted to say that. Or maybe, just maybe, he was going completely crazy.

As soon as Lucas realized what had just escaped his lips, he shut his eyes and silently groaned. How much more disgusting could he get? He had just told Peaches that he wanted to call her “Lara.” What kind of sick older brother feels this way?!

“W-what,” Lara stuttered on the other line, suddenly forgetting to lower her voice to make it sound like ‘Peaches’. To say she was shocked was an understatement. Her brother wanted to call her, as in Peaches, Lara.

“Hello? Peaches, you there?” The husky voice at the other end snapped her out of her lust filled thoughts. She nearly forgot that her brother was on the line, waiting to get his release. Oh he’s definitely getting a very good release! With that determined thought, Lara spoke.

“Oh I’m here baby, Peaches isn’t going anywhere.”

Meanwhile, Lucas was getting restless with his hard-on. He didn’t even know the chick and yet he’s at the verge of coming! Damn that tease! Her sweet voice sent lustful shivers up and down his spine, well if his cock counted as a spine that is. He composed himself before he could embarrass himself and answered the little vixen.

“Oh okay.” Great! I sound like a stupid teenage boy, Lucas thought. The little minx was playing with his head; he couldn’t think straight! His hand was gripping his shaft and slowly stroking it, trying not to come then and there.

“Mmm, my little kitty is weeping. How is that mighty fine soldier of yours? Let me guess, he’s standing at attention right?” Lara was having so much fun with her newfound hobby. This way she’ll be able to please herself and also her brother, and he won’t even know.

Images were flashing in her mind and her lower abdomen tightened with desperate need. She wanted release again.

“Lara?”

Her breath hitched in her throat. She didn’t know what to say. The way his deep, husky voice called out her name, made her senses wild! Before she could answer him back, the line went dead. She stared down at her iPhone and noticed the black screen.

What the fuck? Lara was confused at this point. He hung up on her, but why? Did he find out that it was her and felt disgusted? No, that can’t be it.

Maybe he was embarrassed or something. Lara heaved out a sigh and set her iPhone on the table. She laid down on her soft bed and stared at the ceiling. She was this close of having her fun but Lucas had to hang up on her!

Lucas stared at his phone wondering why the hell did he hang up? His cock was semi hard but still hard. Now what will he do? A cold shower it is then.

After setting his phone on the bed and taking out a pair of fresh clothes, Lucas went to have a cold shower. Fifteen minutes later, Lucas was all cleaned and released. His stomach let out a hungry growl and he looked at the time. It was quarter to eight and he was starving! Starving for a the phone vixen, but food will do.

For now.

Lara was still laying on her bed, deep in thought when there was a knock on her door. “Come in.” The door opened and her brother popped in his head. His hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, giving him a sexy look.

“Yes, Luc?” Lara couldn’t help but ogle the sexy beast of her brother in front of her. He had a pair of black pants which were hung dangerously low on his hips, a red checkered button down with the first two buttons undone and sleeves rolled till his elbows, showing off a pair of tan strong arms.

Lara nearly had an orgasm at the sight of her brother. Damn doesn’t he look scrumptious!? Her mind was flooded with wicked thoughts including her brother naked.

“So, you up for it?”

“Huh?” Lara looked at Lucas in confusion.

Lucas sighed and repeated what he had said earlier. “I was wondering if you would like to go grab a bite with me.”

A devious smirk grew on her lips as she pushed the silk comforters off her legs and twisted her body to face his. “What will we be ‘biting’?”

Lucas rolled his eyes, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow and said, “Food, Zee, now get your ass out of bed if you’re coming.”

Lara laughed. “Why don’t you bring your ass to my bed?”

She couldn’t believe that she had just said that, but there was no going back and she didn’t exactly regret it. Now Lucas on the other hand, stood in place with eyes wide open and a gaping face. He didn’t know whether to be reply in the same manner or punch himself from the disgust.

Nonetheless, his mouth chose for him and he heard himself saying, “Maybe some other time.”

Lara widened her eyes, but tried to keep her cool and nodded. Realizing the sexual tension he had just caused between the two, Lucas coughed and said, “Anyways, you have an hour to get ready. No more, alright?”

She nodded her head, her blond curls shining with the light coming in from the hallway and Lucas gulped. His sister was truly turning out to be a goddess–and he couldn’t have her.

He believed that a woman’s body was like a temple. He loved cherishing it and taking care of it like it should have been. He wanted to cherish his sister’s body like the exquisite temple it was; he just didn’t know whether to be fully disgusted or just give in to the pleasurable sin.

Without another word, he walked out of her room and headed to his own. He needed to take another shower but this time not to calm down his hormones, but to relax and freshen up.

He ran his fingers through his brown hair, along with the hot water streaming down his body and closed his eyes. There was nothing better than taking a shower and enjoying it. It was one of his favorite things to do, which might’ve been seen as weird but he loved it. It was like all of his worries were washed away down the drain.

The strong smell of his Axe liquid soap filled the room along with the steam rising on the mirrors. Lucas inhaled deeply, smirking to himself as a conceited thought broke through his mind. He knew he was attractive, there was no doubt about it, but he also knew that girls went crazy when a guy’s scent was evocative.

Right now, he was playing all the right cards.

In the other room, Lara had just finished applying lotion to her legs. She admired the soft and vanilla colored skin as her fingers trailed up and down her faint muscles, like her brother; she also knew she was attractive.

She didn’t need someone to tell her twenty four seven that she was good-looking. She knew it, she had heads turning even at the corner store; but she wasn’t conceited, she was simply confident.

She had learned that a man loved a confident girl–and Lucas was all in for confident girls.

The dress she had chosen for the night was beautiful. She didn’t really want to overdress but her want to impress her step-brother was greater than her fear of ‘overdressing.’

It was colored a beautiful red with a strapless, sweetheart necklace that was studded in tiny diamonds and a thick studded diamond belt that wrapped tightly around her slim figure. The fabric was soft and dainty; almost transparent, which was exactly what Lara wanted.

She wanted to look sexy in Lucas’ eyes. She was tired of him looking at her like a little girl. She needed to change that aspect he had of her, so that when she made her first devious moves, he wouldn’t be so surprised.

Her thick blond hair fell around her shoulders in soft curled waves, almost looking like a waterfall of gold. She had on light make-up, but enough to accentuate her features and hide the ones she wasn’t so fond of.

To finish her seductive look, she wore black opened-toe stilettos that shone whenever light hit. As she stared at herself in the mirror, she felt accomplished, she could only hope that the restaurant Lucas was planning on taking her wasn’t some dingy fast food place because she would definitely be the center of attention.

And although, that was one of her favorite things to be, this night she wanted the sole attention of her step-brother.

With one last satisfied look, Lara turned around, grabbed her silver clutch and walked over to Lucas’ room. She knocked twice and as soon as the door opened, her heart fastened its pace in her chest.

Lucas was certainly looking edible.

He had on dark slacks and a grey buttoned down shirt tucked in. His hair wasn’t slicked or styled in any specific way, it looked like he had just gotten out of the shower and dried his hair with the towel, leaving it somewhat messy and sexy.

The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, making his muscled arms seem even sexier than they were. The sly smile that adorned his face was one to start wars over.

As Lara admired the god in front of her, Lucas didn’t wander far. His dark blue eyes slowly grazed over every curve she had, every piece of visible skin seemed good enough to eat.

She was everything a goddess should be. Beautiful, smart, caring–and practically untouchable.

Lara’s cheeks slowly heated up as she noticed the smirk on Lucas’ lips grow. She cleared her throat, suddenly feeling shy and said, “Uh, shall we get going?”

Lucas laughed, throwing his head back as he stepped into the room to shrug on a black vest. As they walked down the stairs, he buttoned it up and smiled the whole way down. When they reached the door, Lucas, like the gentleman he was, opened the door for his sister and placed his hand on the small space of her back.

~*~

The restaurant was a lavish restaurant, giving a welcoming look. It was classy and new. Lucas and Lara walked side by side although both of them had the urge to hold each other’s hands.

“Welcome to La Senza.” A short brunette hostess welcomed the two with a warm smile but shot daggers straight at Lara. The girl is about the same age as her with Made in China written on her forehead. Lara simply rolled her eyes at the girl and looked around the restaurant in awe.

The restaurant was dimly lit, giving it a romantic feeling. The sweet aroma of lilies hit her nostrils. Lara was too busy exploring the restaurant with her eyes that she didn’t notice the looks the waiters were giving her.

Lucas, on the other hand, was watching every single look the waiters were giving Zee. He wanted nothing more than to just pound his fist on their faces till they passed out. He must admit though, his sister looked beyond beautiful. It was almost painful for him to keep his hands to himself.

“Table for two, please.” His deep voice asked the desperate hostess. Lara wanted nothing more than to just bitch slap the chick.

“Follow me, Mr and Mrs…?”

Before Lara could correct the dumb girl, Luc beat her to it; “Hilt.”

Lara simply smiled, liking the way he introduced them. It sounded like they were a pair of newlyweds or something along those lines. She liked the way it rolled of her tongue. Mr. & Mrs. Hilt.

She was already a “Hilt” but not by choice, not because she had been married into the family but because her mother changed it when she was younger.

The brunette nodded her head and lead them through the restaurant, all the while swaying her fake ass to distract Luc’s attention, which she wasn’t failing at.

They had reached a table which was situated at the less crowded part of the restaurant but still gave it a perfect look, with light music being played in the background. Couples were mostly sitting there and doing all the couple-y stuff.

After both of them had settled down, the same brunette strolled their way with a wide colgate smile plastered on her face. Lara had the sudden urge to snap at her but she thought twice before doing any such thing. Wouldn’t want to get sent to jail at such a young age, now would we? Not to mention that she still hasn’t gotten laid by her step-brother.

“Can I start you off with some appetizers or do you want to jump straight to the main menu?” The way she said ‘main menu’ was like a dog panting for water. She was that desperate!

Before Luc could interfere her again, she spoke. “How about a new waiter perhaps? Yeah, that’ll be great. Thank you.” Lara gave the brunette her best fake smile and gave her the ‘shoo away’ gesture. From the corner of her eye, she saw Luc giving her a look. Lara mentally patted herself on the back.

The hostess left or more like stormed from the table. Good riddance, leech!

The clearing of a throat snapped Lara back to reality and she looked at Luc who was giving her a weird look. Is something wrong with him?

“What?” Luc simply shrugged and flipped through the menu. Lara started to get frustrated. She hated it when someone gets her attention and when she asks them what’s wrong, they either shrug or say ‘Nevermind’.

Painful silence loomed over the table. Both of them were busy flipping through the menu. Lucas had his eyes glued to the beauty seated opposite of him. He knew exactly why Zee sent the waitress away–jealousy. She was jealous and frustrated with the hostess.

Lucas couldn’t help but scan his eyes up and down her fit body. He knew he shouldn’t being doing such thing, but damn!

Lara was completely oblivious to his hungry stares. His blue eyes raked over every inch of her, admiring the change she had went through. She was no longer the shy little girl; she had bloomed into a beautiful exotic woman.

She bit her lip into her mouth as her eyes scanned over the menu. Fried Scarabs? Gross. Lemon-Dipped Chicken? Mm, maybe. Grilled Frog Legs? Definitely not something she would eat. 

Lucas watched as her face scrounged up in disgust and she flipped to another page. These appetizers are worse than eating trash, she thought to herself as she rolled her eyes.

He found it somewhat attractive that she was frowning down at the menu and biting her lip into her mouth. Sadly for him, he wasn’t the only one that was busy staring at the beautiful girl.

Other men in the restaurant stared at her with covetous, hungry eyes and it made him infuriated. He didn’t know if it was because she was his little sister or if it was because he wanted her for himself.

A young, handsome waiter was approaching their table and Lara couldn’t help but give him a once over. He was handsome, but not as handsome as the guy sitting opposite of her.

“Are you guys ready? What are your orders?” Lucas was watching the waiter with hawk eyes. He knew what that asshole was thinking. His jaw clenched and he controlled himself as he didn’t want to create a scene.

“Yes we’re ready. I’ll have the chicken in cashew nut sauce with boiled rice and vine leaves as the side dishes.” The waiter scribbled down Lara’s order and then turned to Lucas who was glaring at the poor guy.

“And for you, sir?”

Lara caught the way Luc was glaring at the waiter and frowned. Why is he getting so riled up? He wasn’t complaining when the desperate chick was practically dancing her fake goodies in front of him! Why would he even glare at the guy? He wasn’t even–oh, okay he was definitely looking at her.

“I’ll have the beef stir fry with boiled rice and a greek salad as the side dish. As for the drinks, I’ll have your finest champagne.“

The waiter doodled everything and turned to look at Lara, his eyes practically glazing with curiosity. “Are you guys together?”

Lucas, who was getting annoyed with the dude, said, “Do you see her sitting with me?” The waiter shakes his head and rephrases his question.

“I meant, are you like a couple or–”

“Yes,” Lucas gritted out through clenched teeth.

“No!” Lara practically shouted, not knowing if she had said it because she wanted to see what Lucas said or because the thought of being with her step-brother other than “sleeping” terrified her.

Lucas and Lara started to glare at each other, when their glaring contest was broken by the waiter.

“Well beautiful,” the waiter broke their glaring contest, “if you’re single and ready to mingle, you know where to find me.” He gave her a wink and Lara let out a small giggle.

That’s it! Luc thought before he stood up and grabbed the waiter by his collar. He could hear Lara telling him to stop but he wasn’t going to listen. 

They are so getting kicked out of the restaurant, Lara thought as she rolled her eyes and slumped back into the seat. There was no use trying to get Lucas to stop. When he started a fight; he had to finish it.

“What the hell is your problem?” Even though Lucas was angry, it brought Lara’s senses awake. The way he gritted out each word was just so damn hot! Damn she should’ve brought an extra pair of panties.

“N-nothing man! I didn’t know she was your girl.”

The poor guy looked like he would pass out any moment now. Lucas shook him a little and then pushed him back. The guy stumbled slightly but regained his balance. The entire population of the damn restaurant was looking at them, but apparently it wasn’t anything to get so alarmed about. No one had called a manager, no one had stood up to help the waiter and no one had tried to calm Lucas down.

They all knew better than that apparently–because Lucas was like a caged lion, tame when he’s in, but wild when he’s freed.

“Now you know. Now get lost!” The waiter practically ran away and disappeared. Lucas, happy with what he did, sat down and looked at a frowning Lara. “Why the frown?”

Lara raised her eyebrow and took a deep breath to start her rant. “You’re asking me why I have a frown? Seriously?!” she rolled her eyes, “Lucas, that was not necessary. It was just a simple question! You didn’t have to go all Hulk on the poor guy!”

Lucas was starting to get mad. Is she that oblivious? A guy was basically hitting on her, knowing that she had come with another guy, and she says it was not necessary?

“He was hitting on you!”

Lara rolled her eyes at his lame answer.

“Seriously? And what was that brunette doing, huh? Knitting a sweater?” They weren’t shouting at each other but were whisper shouting mostly, nonetheless, you could still feel the uncomfortable tension between the two.

“Why are you getting so mad in the first place, Zee?” Guys can be so stupid at times!

“I mean, she was shaking her ‘Made in China’ goodies in your face! Did I say anything? Did I go all ape-shit on you? NO!”

Lucas sighed, massaging his temples slowly, her hissing-tone of voice was becoming a bit annoying and he desperately wanted to silence her to just get a couple of sentences in. What was it with girls, whenever they got into an argument, they’d never let the guy talk?

“And don’t you dare say that you didn’t see anything, I saw how your eyes sparkled. A guy does light flirting with me, you go Hulk on him but when a desperate whore,” she seethed, “shakes her good for nothing goodies you–”

Lara’s eyes went wide.

She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Lucas was getting tired of her never ending rant and the only way he could think to shut her up, was to kiss her.

Lucas deepened the kiss and nibbled on her lip. Lara, lost in wonderland, opened her mouth and allowed him entrance. The second their tongues touched, fireworks erupted in her stomach. Luc cradled Lara’s face in his hands and tilted his head for better access.

He died and went to heaven–or maybe it was hell! She tasted so sweet and delicious that he never wanted to detach their lips.

~*~

For some reason, that gif makes me giggle cx