This scene totally just popped in my head from My Protector, enjoy it, it may be the last one for a while ;) The excerpt below is under full copyright by Alanea Alder 2014 and is unedited. Here you go Andrina de Palma and Madeleine Ruest please share! **************** Gavriel followed behind Aiden. He wanted to pick up from chocolate for Beth and he was dying to see what advice old man had for Aiden. Walking behind his Commander they approached the register where the aged man sat flipping through an old Bass and Guns magazine. The older man’s face brightened when he saw Aiden approaching. “Well look what the cat dragged in. Been awhile son, surely you don’t need more feminine products, considering how much you bought last time you was here.” “Sir, I…” Aiden began. The old man held up a wrinkled hand. “My name is Bartholomew son, you can call me Bart. I have a feeling I’ll be seeing a lot of you, we might as well be on first name basis.” Aiden thrust his hand out giving the old man hand a through shake. “My name is Aiden McKenzie, this is my… friend Gavriel Ambrosios.” Aiden nodded in his direction. Gavriel grinned wickedly and let his power rise. The old man’s eyes widened. Gavriel fought back a smile, this old timer was still sharp. Shaken, Bart turned to Aiden. “Okay son, what’s yer question?” “What do you buy a woman to get back on her good side when you’ve made her really angry? Cake? Fudge?” The wrinkles on the old man’s face scrunched together as he frowned. “How angry did you make her boy?” “She set my car on fire.” The old man blinked and then began to laugh. He laughed so hard that he began to hack and wheeze. Gavriel thought for sure that Aiden had killed the gentleman. Holding his stomach the man continued to laugh as he reached for a pen and piece of paper. With a shaky hand he scrawled something on the paper and thrust it at Aiden. He exhaled and wiped his eyes still chuckling to himself. Aiden looked at the paper. “Is this a place that sells good chocolate?” he asked. “No son, that is the address where they sell jewelry. Chocolate can fix a lot of things, but it’s not the embodiment of kitten angel tears if you know what I mean. If yer woman set your car on fire, then son, the only thing that can help you at this point is something shiny.” The old man rubbed his rounded belly and began to chuckle again at Aiden’s chagrin. “Come on sir, I know that place he is recommending, they do sell nice pieces there. How about you go wait in the car while I buy these candy bars.” Gavriel sympathetically pat Aiden on the back before he trudged back to the car. Gavriel turned to face the old man. “His woman really that feisty?” “You have no idea.” “What a lucky bastard.” Gavriel grinned. “Mine’s feistier.” The old man shook his head and rang up the candy bars. “I have a feeling I’ll be seeing more of you boys.” Gavriel picked up the bag. “You’re probably right.” Whistling he walked out of the store to meet up with Aiden.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 01:05:24 +0000
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