Thread: All in Time(blair/lady)

For most people, yes it does. Though, I forget who I'm talking to. Normal doesn't apply.She teased lightly even as she moved out of the driver's seat, knowing better then protest about being moved aside. He was insane about his drivin, and bitchy if other people drove him. She'd much rather just deal with the breakneck speeds he drove at. The only sign that she was nervous as he was driving was bothering her. Following him inside she frowned slightly as the waitresses responded to him, looking the part of a annoyed girlfriend, even if she had no intention of acting on the sexual tension that usually was between them,even more today when he'd interrupted her sex life. Flicking a glare at him at his words she resisted pulling her hand away until the hostess had shown them to a table.You are definately not taken. At least not by me.She growled quietly before staring down at the menu for his next words, refusing to give into the screaming fear that threatened to overwhelm her. Sipping her drink, she rolled her eyes a little at the fact that he'd just ordered for her without asking before answering him.Zane,the US is fairly big,even if he knows I'm here, he doesn't know I'm living in new england. Otherwise he would have beat you here.She said sighing softly, before ordering some food for herself starting to eat. Annoyed with him for being both a good enough friend-if anyone could call zane a friend- to warn her, and annoyed he wanted her to be scared. Zane glanced up at the woman didn't across from him, growing a bit irritated. I beat him here because I knew exactly where you were, he snapped, He is still searching for you, but he's close. You think that's nothing to worry about, then why don't you face him? It would save me a lot of trouble. He rolled his eyes. Of course, that wasn't true. He cared about Katrina in some... odd way. Her existence meant more to him than he was willing to admit. When the waitress came to the table, he gave her a charming smile. I'd like a mushroom and spinach omelet, he said, And another drink. He glanced over at Katrina and nodded to her. Go ahead and bring my wife another mimosa too - She needs it. And of course, whatever food she wants. Katrina swallowed hard at his snapping glancing away from him. Looking around the cafe for a moment as she watched all the women still watching them. Knowing she was irriating Zane by being casual, but the woman was going to lose her mind if she tried to think about it just yet. And well, ZAne actually worrying about her, or at least seeming to, was so rare that it was onfusing her on how to react. And what do you suggets I do?Zane, if I run and panic, he might find me faster. If I do it slowly, he wont.she sighed quietly. Glancing up at the waitress she frowned before kicking the god across from her. Not really hard, but enough to let him know that she really was displeased with it. I'll have some scrambled eggs and bacon.She said witing until the waitress left before turning her attention to the gd across from her. Are you insane?I live here you jackass, did it ever occur to you that I might not want to be identified as your wife.She snarled her fear quickly becoming anger.While she thought he cared for her, and she had come to care about him in equally weird way, her talent for prophecy had made sure she'd never try it. And also guranteed she'd never tell him why she refused to sleep with him. Thankfully after all these years, he'd not realized it was fear of inacting a prophecy that kept her out of his bed. Otherwise if he had known, katrinaknew he would have never left her alone without seducing her. He didn't believe in the power of prophecy, even after all these years of watching her predict true happenings. He refused to consider that somethings fate had control of what he did. Zane smirked a bit. And why ever not? All of these other women would be happy to be identified as my wife... he said, looking amused, There may even be a few men who wouldn't mind. Never know. He winked at her and took a sip of his drink. There was something odd about seeing a man like him drinking such a delicate drink. However, he managed to pull it off. That was how attractive Zane was... His eyebrows bunched together in irritation. You may be right about not running, but you need to take better precautions. Bringing home some drunk son of a bitch you just met at the bar? How the hell do you know he's not someone with an agenda? You don't. The waitress came by just in time to hear his little rant, her eyes wide as saucers. Zane threw her a charming smile as she brought their second round of mimosas. Just a little marital spat, he said, giving her a wink. The waitress blushed and nodded, moving away as soon as the glasses were on the table. Zane turned back to Katrina and narrowed his eyes. I think it would be best if I stayed with you - Cerberus and I, of course. Yes, but I'm not one of them.No matter how charming, I know you.You're not that charming forever.She pointed out, smiling slightly. Because he was indeed that charming, she just liked knocking him off kilter, because it amused her to see him try to figure out why she said no. Laughing abruptly at his words she snickered looking around.Well, I'm glad you are reaching out to all genders now, you should have a interesting sex life like that.She mused, which left to question, had she exprimented to? Sighing softly as she shrugged a little sipping her mimosa.I don't, but I'm pretty sure his own agenda was to get laid,not get me killed.He spent to much time staring at my ass for that.She said casually, raising a eyebrow at the waitress before laughing softly at her amazement. Watching the woman leave she frowned at zane, shaking her head before she'd even thought it all the way through.Oh no. Definately not. You'll spend the whole time bitching about the house,and that you have to sleep on the couch with the dogs. I'm not listening to it.She said because she was sooo sure letting him stay at her house would be a bad idea. At least in the ida of not sleeping with him. Because she was pretty sure being exposed to that charm every day would eventually wear her down, espcially if things got stressful as they tended to do when involving ares. Sex was stress relief for her, so it was going to be interesting. Zane tilted his head to the side. I didn't ask your permission, he said in a matter-of-fact tone. He moved on to his second drink without a second though, taking a big gulp before shaking his head. That's why we are not staying in that house. I've already bought a nice house uptown that we will stay in. Us and the dogs will have plenty of room... Now, don't reject me, Katrina. You know it would please me to make a scene. He smirked. What would I do? Hm, we are technically already married, so I can't do a proposal... Ah, you could be pregnant! Now that would be the talk of this little town, wouldn't it? All of these girls would practically light on fire with jealousy if they knew you were carrying my little pride in joy. He grinned, pleased with himself for coming up with such a thing. You get the point, and you know what a great actor I am. He leaned back in his chair and smiled as the young waitress brought out their brunch. The smell made his stomach rumble, and he immediately leaned forward to cut into the omelet. Perfect, he said to the waitress, then watched her leave. He turned back to Katrina. You know by now that you have little choice but to deal with me. It's fact. Katrina groaned putting her head on the table, knowing there was no way to talk around this. she'd just have to deal with it. Though, hopefully, if she knew him, the house was some obnoxiously big house, maybe she could avoid him? Banging her head a little on the table she whined quietly.They'd never believe you let me drink while pregnant. You'd never pull it off.she grumbled because she knew he would just enjoy causing such a scene. Sitting up she started eating before nodding a little.Fine.We'll move to this house after I finish eating.She said before smirking a little.You know there is the very real possiblity that I am pregnant. Just not by you.She teased a little, just to see how he'd react. Over the years she'd realized that her sex life bothered him, though she could never tell if it was because he was jealous, or if it was just her choices in men. Because she couldn't do relationships, her one night stands generally consisted of bar rats and college students. Glancing at the waitress she smirked a little before looking at Zane.Are you sure you don't want to pick up the waitress?I am willing to tolerate a open marriage, if it would make you more pleasant to live with.she said wanting ot just forget about this. But she knew that until Ares either moved on, or found her, she was going to have to deal with Zane, and all the emotional and sexual baggage that came with it. to me Yes, but they'd believe it if I made it sound like you just told me, Zane rationalized, then narrowed his eyes. She was right Her sex life bothered him badly, and he was not about to let her know it was out of jealousy. He was Hades, after all, and he could have any woman he wanted. He refused to flatter her in making her think he was troubled by her rejection... He could just replace her with someone better, right? He shook his head. I wouldn't go around bragging about that, he snapped, Having Bubba or Billy-Bob's baby is no where near as... fulfilling as having the child of a god. He leaned back in his chair with an arrogant smirk, raising his glass. Not just a god, but the God of the Underworld. The waitress looked shocked at Katrina's comment, but Zane didn't miss a beat. Reaching out, he let his warm hand slide up the back of the waitress' thigh. The thing about being a god was that he could sense other's feelings better than mere mortals. He knew that girl would fuck him in the back seat of his car if he wanted her to. Well, Sweetheart, now that you mention it, he murmured, his voice husky and charming, I would not mind having a woman who does not make love like a dead fish every once in a while. It truly would... brighten my mood. He winked at the waitress. Bring the check, babe, and you can put your number on the bottom of it. Katrina studied the other man, before laughing quietly.I have never dated a bubba...or a billy bob...you're being riddiculous. I do have some standards, and good looking AND nicely named has to be among them.She said snickering a little before rolling her eyes.You have a high opinion of yourself. Don't let it go to your head, I have no desire to give the world another demi-god. We have enough of them as it is.She said before raising her eyebrows at the waitress' reaction. Watching zane she studied him for a long moment before her eyes darkened, with anger or pain it was hard to tell as she stood.Goodbye Zane.She said scowling as she stood heading for the door. Not even bothering to wait for him, starting to walk down the sidewalk towards her place. Glad that despite the large backyard and land she had, the house was just on the edge of town. Definatley close enough to walk, and she had every intention of ignoring Zane for the foreseeable future. Unwilling to look to closely at the hurt that was twisting her heart at his words, she wondered why she was letting him bother her. After 2000 years she should be used to his insults and barbs, but it seemed she wasn't. Wondering absently as she walked whether he would be indeed screwing the waitress in the backseat of his car, because like him, she could sense the woman's feelings. Not as well as a god could, but as a demi-goddess herself, she could get a feeling for the emotional grid of mortals.