#hardtogettium

“Feisty as always, Jones,” you grinned.

You growled, “What did I just say?”

“I know what you said but you didn’t say please,” you taunted.

That earned a chuckle from Lindsay. Michael shot a glare her way and she instantly quieted.

You and Lindsay may have been from rival crews but that never stopped you from finding her attractive or flirting with her every chance you got.

“You know if you ever get bored over here, beautiful, you are more than welcome to join my gang,” the offer was sincere but there was a better chance of you jumping ship before she did. Lindsay was loyal to a fault, one of the many qualities you loved about her.

She pulled the gun from her holster and stepped forward to press it against your temple, “Just because you’re funny and cute doesn’t mean shit.”

You grinned and looked up at her, “Aww. You think I’m cute.”

You could hear Lindsay squeezing the gun tighter. A knock on the door made her drop it.

Lindsay and Michael answered in unison, “What?!”

Jeremy popped his head in, “Geoff asked for Michael.”

Michael rolled his eyes and looked to Lindsay. She pat his shoulder, “I got this.”

Michael nodded and whispered something to her. Lindsay gave a nod before Michael nodded and he left the room with Jeremy.

“Now that it’s just the two of us, why don’t you loosen up these ties and we have some real fun?” you raised your eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

She rolled her eyes and aimed her gun back at you, “We are you so hellbent on hitting on me?”

Your smile became genuine as you answered, “First off you’re gorgeous. You’re absolutely amazing to watch work. Biggest badass I’ve ever seen and amazingly supportive of your crew. Can’t blame me for find you so attractive.”

Lindsay lowered her gun as she stepped closer to you. Your smile grew flirtatious once more as she straddled your lap. She pressed the gun to your side as a threat before leaning in and kissing you.

You kissed back eagerly. This could’ve been your only chance to kiss her so you gave it all you got. You managed to get out of the ropes finally and moved one hand into her hair, kissing her deeper, hips rolling up as the other moved to the gun, causing her to drop it.

She pulled away, in a bit of a daze but realization washed over her, “What a minute.”

You took the second of hesitation to smack your forehead against hers. While you already had a headache that just became worse, you were able to knock her out. You laid her carefully on the ground.

“Hopefully you an forgive me for that,” you sighed looking down at the blonde. You bent down to pick up her gun, laughing as you opened it, “Empty. I like your style. Won’t help me on getting out of her but I like it.”