Kathy tried not to grin with pride, but it was hard enough for her to dim her smiles on a day that she hadn't just fought off a bunch of the mafia shoulder to shoulder with her mentor and no one had died.
Not even the bad guy!
"I think only three," she said, hand coming up to rub at the bruises on her throat. "It was hard to keep track. But I think you threw the fourth one in the dumpster. That was before I jumped the last guy, remember? Right before you got the upper hand with the Butcher."
And, yeah, now she was sneaking another sidelong glance at Shelley from under her lashes. Yeah. Totally hot. "And yeah. I spotted you four times. Would have been five, but I'm not counting the time you ducked into the coffee shop before I could register what you were wearing."
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Date: 2015-11-21 05:02 am (UTC)Not even the bad guy!
"I think only three," she said, hand coming up to rub at the bruises on her throat. "It was hard to keep track. But I think you threw the fourth one in the dumpster. That was before I jumped the last guy, remember? Right before you got the upper hand with the Butcher."
And, yeah, now she was sneaking another sidelong glance at Shelley from under her lashes. Yeah. Totally hot. "And yeah. I spotted you four times. Would have been five, but I'm not counting the time you ducked into the coffee shop before I could register what you were wearing."