...Unbekownst to Alexa, Bilbo lurked nearby, drooling with pleasure. God she looked magnificent chasing the tom, assault rifle in one hand and a sweet little basket of strawberries in the other! He would offer his help, but not just yet.
He lifted a stubby leg and released a golden stream onto a tomato plant. Too late for tomatoes now anyway, he reflected, and he didn't really like them to begin with. His muscles tensed as the tom, taking a strawberry on his pink and black nose, hissed viciously. Alexa was stalking now, her skin burnished with slight sheen of sweat, her long black hair swinging ever so slightly in the breeze.
He remembered other times, times they'd played together on her silken coverlet when Brandon was at work and the children napping... |
