Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love?
Our hearts are made of it
Let's take a chance
Why be afraid of it
Let's close our eyes and make our own paradise
Little we know of it, still we can try
To make a go of it
We might have an end for each other
To be or not be
Let our hearts discover
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let's fall in love
Old habits were hard to kill.
When she had been with Team Go, Shego had kept a separate, hidden residence, a place where villains like Aviarius couldn't randomly appear on a huge viewscreen that overlooked their planning table. It had been her refuge from her brothers, a place to keep herself sane.
As a contract employee to Dr. D, she maintained a house in the woods outside of Middleton. She didn't require as much in the way of sanity, but she did require a place that didn't get blown up everytime Dr. D tried to go through with a plan.
The one family home was far enough away from Middleton to be in the woods, but close enough that she still felt connected to society. The guy at the mini-mart liked her, but she was never sure how much of that was due to her chosen attire and how much was due to how she made him laugh. She shrugged off the thoughts and sipped at her tea.
Leaving Kim in the bookstore had been difficult. She had been sorely tempted to close the distance between them and claim Kim's lips.
If she had, there would have been no explanations possible. Kim probably would have killed her on the spot.
Dammit! Why wasn't there a guide for this shit?
A knock at the door broke her from her musings. Shego frowned. She wasn't expecting anyone. Drakken had no idea that she had this place, and the only people who knew she was here had no idea that she was Shego.
Renewed, more insistent pounding stirred her from her seat.
Probably a lost tourist. She'd send ‘em on their way, without any fireworks. She'd had enough excitement this week.
Shego checked the video feed for the front door and cursed.
She strode to the door and threw it open, reaching out and pulling the redhead into the house. She slammed the door and spun around, fixing an angry glare on the young woman who had the unmitigated gall to intrude on her peace.
“Don't even look at me like that. I've got a bone to pick with you.” The sharp tone of Kim's voice sent a twinge through Shego's chest.
“Whatever, Princess. I'm off the clock.” Shego smirked at the woman she'd just spent the better part of the last week thinking of having in various risque poses. She unmercifully shunted those thoughts aside. Now was not the time.
“That's another thing. What's with the names? Is it really so hard to call me ‘Kim’? Honestly, now!” Kim stepped forward, her forefiinger extended. Shego stared at her steadily, refusing to give into her instincts that screamed at her to step back and get away from the fury of this whirlwind. “First there's this whole holding back thing you have going on when we fight.” Kim's finger impacted against Shego's chest. She felt the burn of Kim's finger against the cloth of her shirt, the contact sending a jolt straight to her groin. “Then there's the ‘you can't possibly be as evil as you try to make me believe you are’.” Kim's hand dropped to her side as she closed the last bit of distance between them, her voice rising as she made her points directly in Shego's face. Shego couldn't look away, held in place by the force of Kim's sudden tirade. “You still care about your brothers even though you try to convince everyone that you don't give a damn, hell, you even watch out for Drakken when you're not trying to fry his butt. You've come through for me more than once, and never in your career have you ever taken a life. For the life of me, I can't figure you out and it's driving me insane!”
Kim stopped speaking abruptly, breathing heavily. She glared at Shego, their faces close enough that Shego could feel the exhalation against her skin. Shivers raced up and down her spine. Oh, goddammit…
Kim's hand raised from her side, perhaps to impact against the side of Shego's face, perhaps to rest against her heated skin…before dropping back down to her side.
Her words were soft, each syllable lined with thick emotion, underscored with weary resignation. “Damn you, Shego.”
Shego tried to will her arms to move, to take Kim into the embrace she'd been aching for, but she couldn't move. Kim had sent her mind packing, throwing her so completely out of whack that she couldn't even begin to fathom the impact of Kim being here in her foyer.
Then any remnant of thought was eradicated by the sensuous feel of soft lips against her own.