Prince of Wolves
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Wicked, Jen said, looking thoughtful.
Did you say yes to going out on a date with him? Sally asked Jacque.
All I got to say is if she said no, she might not want to go to sleep tonight, cause Im going to dye her hair blonde to compliment her on being a dumb ass, Jen told them.
Uh, Jen. Youre a blonde, Jacque pointed out.
No, not really. God just got it wrong and it was too late to change once He noticed.
Sally shook her head and said, Sometimes, Jen, I really worry about you.
Jen didnt say anything more.
Well, put away your hair dye you overreacting freak. I said yes. I asked him what I should wear and he said just something to be comfortable riding a motorcycle. Just when I was going to tell him I didnt have a helmet, he said not to worry he had already bought me one! Jacque told them.
Yummy, Jen said. Confidence is so sexy.
You think anything is sexy, Sally retorted.
Not true. Guys driving those hybrid cars are so not sexy, Jen told her.
Is she serious? Sally asked Jacque. I mean, who thinks of stuff like that?
I've found that if you just nod your head while shes talking, she eventually wears herself out, Jacque said with a smile.
Oh, and then when he was walking to the Henrys' he turned and blew me a kiss and told me to have sweet dreams, that he would be dreaming of me! Jacque finished.
Oh, that is so freaking romantic! Sally exclaimed as she rolled over onto her back, kicking her legs in the air and squealing.
Jacque couldnt disagree, but it also felt surreal. She had to admit he'd successfully gotten her to stop thinking about Trent. How could she when this gorgeous Romanian hunk was claiming she was his whatever it was he called her.
Yeah, its romantic, Jacque said. But there's definitely the proverbial other shoe that's going to drop sooner or later.
Oh, dont be so pessimistic, Jen told her. Maybe hes the one, you know, like in those romantic movies where a person has one true soul mate. I mean, he can talk to you telepathically, so it could happen.
Jacque couldnt argue with Jens assessment of the situation. Anything is possible at this point, she told herself.
Jacque found herself stretching and yawning. She looked at the clock on her phone and saw that it was eleven thirty. Man, she didnt realize how late it had gotten. They'd been having such a good time playing games that time had flown.
Im gonna crash, yall. Here are your blankets, Jacque told them as she handed them out.
Yeah, youd better go tosleep. You need to look your best. Bags under your eyes just doesnt say, 'Hey, throw me on the floor and take me', Jen said.
Yes and that is so the look I was going for. How bout I just wear fishnet stockings with thigh-high boots and a sheer bra? Do you think that would look too desperate? Jacque asked innocently.
Im just sayin'. Jen shrugged her shoulders.
Jacque walked out of her bedroom shaking her head. She headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and put on the tank top and boxer shorts she had left there the night before. When she took off her shirt, she turned around and held out a hand mirror to look at the marks on her back and neck.
She realized as she studied it that the markings on her neck looked like they would actually fit into Fanes like a puzzle piece. As Jen would say, Wicked, Jacque muttered.
She felt a shiver go down her spine and quickly shoved on her tank top before realizing it wouldnt cover the markings on her shoulders. The last thing she needed was her mom to see them and start asking questions, especially since Jacque didnt have any answers. She brushed her teeth and washed her face and darted across the hall to her bedroom. Going to her closet, Jacque took off the tank and Jen saw the marks for the second time. Almost if talking to herself, she said, This is really happening, isnt it?
Im afraid so, sweet girl. Theres nothing to do but go with the flow or sink fighting the current, Sally said, using her best Mary Poppins voice.
Jen looked at her and narrowed her eyes, If you bust out in Just a Spoonful of Sugar Im going to duct tape your mouth closed.
You really should seek help for that temper of yours. You know, they have medicine that would help, Jacque told her, trying to sound gentle as if talking to an unruly child.
Jen simply flipped them both the bird and changed into her sleep clothes.
Jacque turned off the lights as they all lay down to sleep. They were quiet for awhile, but just as Jacque was drifting off, she could feel the waves of worry coming off of Sally.
Sally, Jacque said. Its all going to work out, remember? Were all too stubborn to accept any other outcome.
Sally didnt respond so it was quiet again. Then Jacque spoke up once more, Jen, seriously. You didnt have some smart ass comment right when we needed it?
Jen was quiet. Jacque and Sally seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for their outspoken friend to work her magic.
Jen finally answered, I was thinking about the game we were playing tonight and about the one where the answer was tires on your vehicle. When Fane said he had two, I so wanted to ask him if they were big.
Did you say yes to going out on a date with him? Sally asked Jacque.
All I got to say is if she said no, she might not want to go to sleep tonight, cause Im going to dye her hair blonde to compliment her on being a dumb ass, Jen told them.
Uh, Jen. Youre a blonde, Jacque pointed out.
No, not really. God just got it wrong and it was too late to change once He noticed.
Sally shook her head and said, Sometimes, Jen, I really worry about you.
Jen didnt say anything more.
Well, put away your hair dye you overreacting freak. I said yes. I asked him what I should wear and he said just something to be comfortable riding a motorcycle. Just when I was going to tell him I didnt have a helmet, he said not to worry he had already bought me one! Jacque told them.
Yummy, Jen said. Confidence is so sexy.
You think anything is sexy, Sally retorted.
Not true. Guys driving those hybrid cars are so not sexy, Jen told her.
Is she serious? Sally asked Jacque. I mean, who thinks of stuff like that?
I've found that if you just nod your head while shes talking, she eventually wears herself out, Jacque said with a smile.
Oh, and then when he was walking to the Henrys' he turned and blew me a kiss and told me to have sweet dreams, that he would be dreaming of me! Jacque finished.
Oh, that is so freaking romantic! Sally exclaimed as she rolled over onto her back, kicking her legs in the air and squealing.
Jacque couldnt disagree, but it also felt surreal. She had to admit he'd successfully gotten her to stop thinking about Trent. How could she when this gorgeous Romanian hunk was claiming she was his whatever it was he called her.
Yeah, its romantic, Jacque said. But there's definitely the proverbial other shoe that's going to drop sooner or later.
Oh, dont be so pessimistic, Jen told her. Maybe hes the one, you know, like in those romantic movies where a person has one true soul mate. I mean, he can talk to you telepathically, so it could happen.
Jacque couldnt argue with Jens assessment of the situation. Anything is possible at this point, she told herself.
Jacque found herself stretching and yawning. She looked at the clock on her phone and saw that it was eleven thirty. Man, she didnt realize how late it had gotten. They'd been having such a good time playing games that time had flown.
Im gonna crash, yall. Here are your blankets, Jacque told them as she handed them out.
Yeah, youd better go tosleep. You need to look your best. Bags under your eyes just doesnt say, 'Hey, throw me on the floor and take me', Jen said.
Yes and that is so the look I was going for. How bout I just wear fishnet stockings with thigh-high boots and a sheer bra? Do you think that would look too desperate? Jacque asked innocently.
Im just sayin'. Jen shrugged her shoulders.
Jacque walked out of her bedroom shaking her head. She headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and put on the tank top and boxer shorts she had left there the night before. When she took off her shirt, she turned around and held out a hand mirror to look at the marks on her back and neck.
She realized as she studied it that the markings on her neck looked like they would actually fit into Fanes like a puzzle piece. As Jen would say, Wicked, Jacque muttered.
She felt a shiver go down her spine and quickly shoved on her tank top before realizing it wouldnt cover the markings on her shoulders. The last thing she needed was her mom to see them and start asking questions, especially since Jacque didnt have any answers. She brushed her teeth and washed her face and darted across the hall to her bedroom. Going to her closet, Jacque took off the tank and Jen saw the marks for the second time. Almost if talking to herself, she said, This is really happening, isnt it?
Im afraid so, sweet girl. Theres nothing to do but go with the flow or sink fighting the current, Sally said, using her best Mary Poppins voice.
Jen looked at her and narrowed her eyes, If you bust out in Just a Spoonful of Sugar Im going to duct tape your mouth closed.
You really should seek help for that temper of yours. You know, they have medicine that would help, Jacque told her, trying to sound gentle as if talking to an unruly child.
Jen simply flipped them both the bird and changed into her sleep clothes.
Jacque turned off the lights as they all lay down to sleep. They were quiet for awhile, but just as Jacque was drifting off, she could feel the waves of worry coming off of Sally.
Sally, Jacque said. Its all going to work out, remember? Were all too stubborn to accept any other outcome.
Sally didnt respond so it was quiet again. Then Jacque spoke up once more, Jen, seriously. You didnt have some smart ass comment right when we needed it?
Jen was quiet. Jacque and Sally seemed to be holding their breath, waiting for their outspoken friend to work her magic.
Jen finally answered, I was thinking about the game we were playing tonight and about the one where the answer was tires on your vehicle. When Fane said he had two, I so wanted to ask him if they were big.
