Thread: Werewolves and Hunters [JacksAreWild x ClearSight]

The night had gone well enough, Leslie spent some time with her new neighbor and the family she adored so much. It had been obvious from the very beginning, not only in the conversation and attitude Jessie displayed towards her siblings, but how they acted towards her. There was definitely a close relationship between the trio. In fact, the twin Jackson seemed to be in a sour mood that she was crashing on the party. Luckily food helped that and they ended up talking and going on for a good portion of the night. Most of Leslie's night was spent just observing though, enjoying the scene unfolded in front of her and only really talking when someone spoke to her or when she deemed it appropriate. Learning from observation was something Leslie happened to be highly skilled in, and she learned a good deal about all three of them as the night had went on. Still, everything she learned intrigued her more, and by the time things wrapped up and Leslie had went back to her place, she was simply more interested in Jessie than that first glance. She just wondered if second impression would stick, considering her first little come on had done more harm than anything else. --- It was a few days before Leslie had a chance to see Jessie again. She was sure Jessie was just busy with work because being a cop was no simple job. It was the same with Leslie, she was busy as hell with work, a new client needing some rather serious round the clock protection. Luckily it was one of her nicer assignments, a favor for a friend more than a job she took for the money. It was to protect one of high-societies creme of the crop and his daughter, and she had been a feisty little one. Little had been a bit of an understatement, she was tall, leggy, naughty, and a pain in Leslie's ass. She had a strict no sleeping with the client rule that had come in to effect after the one time she had done so, because as fucking gorgeous as some of her clients were, she wasn't a prostitute and nothing complicated a job more. So when Leslie's job finally ended she was as horny and frustrated as one could get, a bit on edge, but happy for it to be over and for the hefty payment to be in her account. She was already planning a night of it in fact, a few drinks at a table with cards, chips, and maybe some company if things went well. Damn, that sounded nice, and it was a common choice for the bodyguard when she received payment and had no pending job. Of course she had to be careful, as addicted to losing her money as she was, Leslie was smart enough to keep a nest egg and enough to pay for her lifestyle, because she enjoyed sex and alcohol, as well as basic amenities like a room over her head, as much as she did gambling. Not to mention being a bodyguard generally meant unstable work opportunities, even for someone as in demand as Leslie, there were always dry periods. Seeing Jessie was a nice little pick me up however, and she smiled over at the woman, in a different suit but a very nice one just like her other, gun holstered underneath the jacket and hair a bit disheveled after a long day. I'm doing my best she laughed, giving a slight huff of exhaustion. Had a real pain in the ass for a client this time, finally over but still, not something I want a repeat of any time soon. She looked down and chuckled gently, taking Jessie's hand in her own and guiding it into the lock easily before stepping back and opening her own door. I'm going to hop in the shower and then sit back and have a drink. If you want you can join me when you're settled. She looked over and grinned, God I love a lady in uniform. She chuckled slightly before going inside and closing the door behind her, going to take her shower, running through her head what she was going to do for dinner, both in the situation that Jessie indulged her or left her to sulk and drink extra by herself.