![]() “Now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d hear.” I pushed up onto my elbows to gaze down my body at my now ruined lingerie. “What’s not sexy about ectoplasm and James Bond?” Wiping at my eyes, I rolled off him so I could lie on the floor at his side.īraden huffed. ![]() As soon as our eyes met we burst out laughing again. “Whoa!” He wrapped his arms around my waist as we fell so that he landed on the floor and I landed on him.Ī few seconds after impact and Braden’s pained grunt, I pushed up off him to look into his face. In Braden’s attempts to right me, his own feet slipped. My shoe slipped on said gunk, my leg flying out beneath me. We got into a wrestling match, except the goal was to cover the other as much as possible in the green crap. I squealed, trying to get away from him, but Braden laughed, scooping ‘ectoplasm’ off his tuxedo as he pushed my wig off and rubbed the gunk into my hair. He folded around me, squeezing me in a bear hug as he rubbed his goo-covered face over mine. The narrowing of his eyes was the only warning I got before he moved across the room faster than I thought was possible. “Oh man,” I struggled to breathe, “I’m going to pee myself.” ![]() “My doormen let the Ghostbusters into the club. I finally calmed enough to wheeze out, “What happened?” Of course like always I did not heed the warning. His eyes washed over me as he shut the door and seeing me in my underwear made his glower darken.ĭripping down his face, pooling across his broad shoulders and falling in icky glops down his tuxedo was green gunk. ![]()
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