Look here- My love is strong you see
I know you'll never get tired of me,
oh baby (oh baby)
And I'm gonna use every trick in the book,
I'll try my best to get ya hooked, oh baby baby.
Every night and everyday
I'm gonna getcha I'm gonna getcha
look out girl cause I'm gonna getcha.
I'm gonna make you love me
oh yes I will, yes I will
I'm gonna make you love me
Oh yes I will, yes I will
Every breath I take,
and each and every step I make
Brings me closer baby, closer to you girl
And with each beat of my heart
For every day we're apart
I will always be there for you
From the moment Shego first became aware of Kim's existence, it had been an effort to retain control. There was something about the young woman that tweaked Shego to no end.
Probably something having to do with her insufferable arrogance.
It wouldn't be so bad if Kim wasn't so gods be damned competent, thereby validating her arrogance. It would be tolerable, even, if Kim wasn't so unbelievably hot.
Shego smirked at her thoughts. That was a great way to think about the svelte redhead that was constantly on her mind. Make it so she'd blush the next time she saw Kim, that was an absolutely fabulous idea.
Last night had been less than productive. Sitting outside Kim's bedroom in the dark of the night had only served to bolster her illicit fantasies.
Nice illicit fantasies, but fantasies nonetheless. She had yet to see Kim again after her close treading of the line of propriety. She had been this close to kissing Kim. She wondered how Kim was reacting to their last bout. Whatever she was thinking, their next encounter was guaranteed to be memorable.
Smirking to herself, Shego glanced over the shelves that surrounded her.
Idle curiosity and early planning stages of Dr. D's next global domination scheme had driven Shego to seek refuge in Middleton Mall. Recalling her stray thoughts from the night previous had pulled her into the bookstore, where she now wandered freely through the stacks, idly browsing. She had almost given into her mirth when she spotted “How to Succeed with Women”. There were only two rules anyone needed, not a huge, horrifically ugly book.
Be yourself and make your interest known.
She was fairly certain that she'd made her interest abundantly clear during their last bout. Not completely certain…but fairly. If there was any doubt, she'd remove it the next time she saw Kim.
Here was a promising title. “Is It a Date or Just Coffee?” would be handy, but it would require that Shego and Kim's primary interaction not be beating the ever loving crap out of each other. As much fun as “The Lesbian Kama Sutra” would be, it would require a similar aspect of interaction.
Shego grinned widely and picked a book from the shelf, thumbing through it idly. A couplet of lines caught her eye and she paused, reading them to herself for a moment. She couldn't contain her humor, allowing a few chuckles to escape as she replaced “A Hand in the Bush” on the shelf.
Wonder if she could convince Kim to try that…
Smirking, Shego glanced over the rest of the section, pausing slightly on the extensive numbers of Tristan Taormino-edited collections there were on the shelf. She raised an eyebrow at the lurid covers. Indeed.
Chuckling to herself, she turned to the history section behind her. Perhaps she could add something to her collection. That last one on the downfall of civilizations was rather entertaining.
“What are you doing here?”
Shego almost laughed at the voice that hissed in her ear. It was too rich. Given the average number of people present in the mall at any one time, it was unlikely she should run into anyone she knew. Factoring in the small numbers of people she knew and the likely places they would be at this time of day, it was even less likely that she would ever run into anyone in the middle of a bookstore on a weekday.
Shego turned her head, fixing a frowning Kim with a deeply amused smirk.
“Hello, Princess. Here to watch me shop?”
“I didn't realize you were stooping to petty theft for your jollies.”
Shego let out a short bark of laughter, scorn and derision clear in her tone. “Please, Kimmie. Like that's at all challenging. Now, a heavily guarded vault, on the other hand…” She leaned into Kim, her smirk firmly mocking as she dropped her voice. “It's all about the challenge, Kimmie. Researching…planning…all leading to the execution of a plan to let you in…” She leaned in further, her volume almost a whisper as she stood almost flush against the young woman's body. She could almost smell the wary fear that danced across Kim's nerves. “To get your hands on that guarded treasure…” Shego's grin was primal as she dropped her gaze to Kim's slightly parted lips. She could feel the thrum of nervous energy that was almost vibrating Kim apart. A mere breath of space remained between them. “Don't you get it yet, Kimmie?”
“Don't call me Kimmie.” Breathless and desperate, the rush of words was enough to make Shego pull back, laughing.
“I'll call you whatever I damn well please, Kimmie. Part and parcel of that whole ‘free will’ thing that makes us who we are. You know that…” Shego's smirk turned serious. “And you crave it.” She swept a hungry stare over Kim's jean-clad body before reconnecting with deep green eyes that swirled with emotion. “Just as much as I do.”
Before Kim could recover, Shego turned and strode confidently from the section, the bookstore and the mall, not stopping until she stood at the door to the car she had appropriated for her use. It wasn't like Drakken was using it. Ever. Not with his prediliction for hovercraft.
She hoped to whatever gods were watching over her that she hadn't just royally screwed herself. That…would be bad. That would be very, very bad.
Had Kim realized that Shego hadn't been talking about gold, or diamonds, or even global conquest?