{"id":28926,"date":"2013-04-10T04:49:48","date_gmt":"2013-04-10T04:49:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/04\/10\/assassins-tango-24\/"},"modified":"2013-04-10T04:49:48","modified_gmt":"2013-04-10T04:49:48","slug":"assassins-tango-24","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/04\/10\/assassins-tango-24\/","title":{"rendered":"Assassin’s Tango"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Victor had been gone longer than she expected. But this was one of those times when having an ereader and keeping it stocked was the best thing ever \u2014 she just curled up, wrapped in a towel, and started a new book. So when he finally \/did\/ get back, the knock on the door nearly startled her back out of the chair. Why didn\u2019t he let himself in? He had the key.<\/span><\/p>\n

Summer untangled herself from the chair and the towel, wrapping it back around and calling, \u201cJust a minute!\u201d Maybe it was something else. Combat in a towel. Yeah, great. But no, the peephole proved it was Victor, and she opened the door, raising her eyebrows at him. \u201cWhat took you so long?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor gave her a big smile and shuffled inside the room. Awkwardly, he handed her the bag he\u2019d gotten from the clothes store. \u201cHope you enjoyed your shower love, an\u2019 I\u2019m sorry it took so long, I couldn\u2019t decide but eventually I did.\u201d He gestured to the bag that was now in her hands with his head and then continued on to the small table in the room to set down their food. \u201cI found a Chinese place an\u2019 got you some sweet an\u2019 sour, like you asked, darling,\u201d Victor turned to her and smirked. \u201cWell? Aren\u2019t you gonna see what I got you?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Mildly, she asked, \u201cWhat did you buy?\u201d It was an absurd question; she held the bag. Basic plastic, with the slight weight of clothing pooled in the bottom. Even before she lifted it out, she was sighing, half-pleased, half-bemused, \u201cOh, Victor.\u201d Then the red fabric unfolded from her grip, and she just blinked.<\/p>\n

Blink turned into pleased laughter. \u201cTook me seriously, did you? Thank you very much, Victor darling.\u201d She wasted no time putting it on, letting the towel uncoil from her body while she tugged the red silk over her head, shaking a little to get it settled. Without pausing for admiration, she began to scrabble around in the bag of food, muttering \u201cChopsticks, chopsticks.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cWell I didn\u2019t know what else you\u2019d like so I played it safe.\u201d He sat down and handed her a pair of chopsticks before picking up some for himself as well. Victor took a moment to admire her in the outfit even if she was too hungry to do so herself at the moment. The nightgown really did look marvelous on her. He couldn\u2019t help the small smirk that tugged at his lips while he began working on his broccoli and beef. \u201cDo you like the nightgown? It fits alright?\u201d Victor asked more out of courtesy than anything else, seeing that it fit her well but wanting to make sure she liked it.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

She whacked him on the knuckles with the chopsticks. “I said thank you, that kinda means I like it.” She put a piece of chicken in her mouth and made the “too hot” face, eyes watering. Opening her mouth wide, she fanned, sucking air in through the sides. When she finally recovered, she wiped at her eyes and asked, “Did you get anything for yourself?”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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