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Sins of the Father Chapter Twenty Eight (NC-17)
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“Stop
staring at me,” Paige muttered under her breath, jerking a curl of blonde hair
out of her face. “You’re creeping me
out!”
“I’m trying
to get your attention,” Kitty hissed.
She rolled her eyes in exaggeration, jerking her head to indicate Ernie
sitting in the front seat next to Remy.
“He hasn’t blinked for ten minutes!”
Paige
goggled for only a moment before snorting and elbowing Kitty in the ribs. “What’re you doing watching anyway? Scoping out new talent in case you and Kurt
ever break things off?” She bit back
her incipient giggle at Kitty’s outraged expression.
“You’re not
nice,” she shot back primly. She
scooted back over to her side of the back seat and folded her hands in her
lap. Remy glanced back at them in the
rearview mirror and smirked faintly.
Kitty merely raised and eyebrow and
turned her head to look out the window.
“It’s just,” she said after a moment, so softly Paige could barely hear
her, “he’s not RIGHT!”
Ernie
stiffened and leaned back, pressing himself against the seatback. “How much further?” he asked flatly, staring
straight ahead at something only he could see.
“Is it going to be too much longer?”
“Uh…non,”
Remy glanced sideways at him and frowned.
“We jus’ need ta find somewhere ta park.” He whistled softly under his breath, trying not to stare outright
at Ernie. The virtual stranger had been
silent since he had gotten into the car, buckling in and not moving until the
moment before he had spoken. He still
had not blinked.
Ernie
nodded slowly. “Good. I thin it’s time we got out of here.”
Paige
uttered a low whistle of disbelief and rolled her eyes in a mirror of Kitty’s
earlier gesture as Remy found a parking space near the end of the block. She unbuckled and slid out of the car before
the engine had stopped running. The
early afternoon was unseasonably warm but Paige loved it. Closing her eyes and tilting her face
sunward, she sighed happily and stretched up on her toes, reaching her fingers
above her head to lengthen her spine. “So
where do you want to head first, Kitty?”
“Um…” Kitty was trying to untie her tongue from
the knot it had worked itself into while simultaneously railing at herself
silently. Remy had gotten out of the
car and mimicked Paige’s stretched, his shirt riding up to expose a smooth
expanse of taut, muscled stomach. Kitty’s
brain had decided to cease all function for that lovely moment, save that of
encouraging drooling. “Huh?” She shook herself hard mentally. _You love Kurt, you twit! Just because Remy is very…decorative[1]…
doesn’t mean you can pant all over him like…like Jubilee! _ She closed her eyes and resolutely turned
to face Paige, not opening her eyes until she knew she was turned away from any
hint of Remy’s presence.
“Where’d
you want to go?” Paige repeated, her brows creeping up. She glanced from Kitty to Remy and back again, frowning deeply. “Bookstore, swim suit shopping…ice cream?”
“Ice
cream? It ain’t even noon!” Remy
laughed, shaking his head.
“I think
some of us could use some cooling off,” Paige replied tartly, giving Kitty a
significant look.
Ernie had
unfolded from the car and stood, blinking and quiet, on the sidewalk next to
Paige while the exchange occurred. In
the silence that fell between her snark and Kitty’s possible response, he
spoke. “I would like to go there.”
Remy
followed the direction of Ernie’s pointing finger. “L’eglise Catholique?” he asked incredulously. “Pour quoi?”
Ernie
shrugged. “Does it matter?” He lurched forward as if moving underwater,
his gait and speed smoothing as he moved into the street.
Remy looked
at the girls helplessly.
“Jewish!”
Kitty declared.
“Protestant!”
Paige added, waving a negligent hand.
“Merde,”
Remy sighed. “D’accord…” He was already walking into the street
backwards, glaring at his friends. “Meet
back here at…deux?”
Kitty
nodded. “Two’s good!” She grabbed Paige by the elbow and hurried
her towards the nearest store, a stationary and knick knack place that smelled
heavily of potpourri, even from three feet outside the door. “I gotta talk to you!” she breathed.
Paige
snorted. “Kinda figured. What’s with
the looks you’re giving Remy? Jubilee’d
claw your eyes out if she saw that!” They
stopped just outside the door of the shop, sheltered by the rose pink awning
from the climbing sun. She glanced over
Kitty’s head to see Remy disappear inside the doors of the old, narrow church
behind Ernie. “You and Kurt have a
fight or something? There’s better ways to go about this than trying to make
him jealous…”
“Shhh!”
Kitty hissed, glaring. “It’s not like
that! I can’t explain it!” She tugged at her pony tail in agitation,
frowning in the shadows. “I can’t help
it! It just started this morning…it’s
like there’s something flipped on in my head that says ‘Drool mode on!’ and I
can’t shut it off!” She whimpered
helplessly. “I feel so guilty!”
Paige
sighed. “Kitty, you’re human. You’re a heterosexual—as far as I know—female
and just because you’re with Kurt doesn’t mean that you aren’t going to…appreciate…the
male body. Especially Remy’s.” She smiled slowly. “Lord knows we all do…”
Kitty felt
a headache coming on. “This isn’t just
looking at him, Paige! I am seriously
lusting after him and even though I don’t love him…my GOD I want to do all
sorts of wicked things and I’m not going to be able to look Kurt in the eye
when we get home!”
Paige slung
her arm over Kitty’s shoulders and laughed.
“Kit, listen to me…do you love Kurt? I mean really? Do you love him even
though he sheds all over the place, eats the most disgusting food combinations
I’ve ever seen in my life—and I have brothers!—and is generally a hyperactive
elf?”
Kitty
blinked rapidly. “Of course!”
Paige
shrugged. “No worries then. Think happy thoughts about Remy, use that
battery operated friend you keep under your bed and never tell Kurt. You think he’s not thinking similar things
about the flavor of the week actress or model?
He’s human to. You’ll live! The
important thing is not to act on your impulses. You’re probably just ovulating
or something.”
She groaned
and pressed her forehead to Paige’s shoulder.
“I’m on the Pill. I can’t be!”
Paige
shrugged again and tugged Kitty along with her as she headed down the street
towards the bookstore. “Trust me. You’ll live. I have older brothers and have seen all stages of hormonal
flux. This is nothing.”
Kitty
chuckled at the mental picture that sprang to mind of a houseful of Guthries in
various stages of sexual frustration.
She was about to give voice to the funny when a loud crack rent the
air. It was like being in a vacuum for
a brief second then sound rushed back in.
Heat and sharp pain spread across her back, Paige dragging her down to
the ground before she could phase. The
sound seemed to roll forever but it was really only a minute or so before it
faded, the sound of crackling glass lingering in the early afternoon, mingled
with the soft rush of fire and screeching car alarms. She rolled onto her back next to Paige and gasped. Where the church had stood was now a shell,
scorched and burning, littered with broken glass and stone. “Oh my god…”
Paige was
bleeding where glass had pierced her skin, her body already trying to husk
without her permission. “Remy!”
[1] One of my
teachers in h.s. referred to attractive guys as being “decorative” and the
phrase just stuck, lol.
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