Having Karla scoot a little closer to him, Kip feels a strange little feeling in his stomach... a good one... something like butterflies, but not quite. And in this moment, he knew for sure that he and Karla would be okay. She was accepting him back... after his mistake, she was forgiving him. And he was bound and determined, not to make that same mistake again.
Leaning a little closer so their shoulders touched, he's happy to have his hand in hers, resting in her lap, and he gives her fingers a little squeeze. He might not want to admit it, but this whole new adventure was a bit scary to him too, so having her there with him felt really nice.
"Mmm." Kyle kisses the top of Alice's head and gives her a big hug. "I love you, too, Pepper... I love you, too."
Chance grins, imagining Destiny stuffing her mouth full of candy. A little chuckle slips out and it seems he wants to say something, but refrains. Scanning the shelf again, he grabs a big bag of M&Ms. "Small chocolates... but lots of them."
He winks at Destiny and throws the bag in the shopping cart. "Alright... fruit... candy... now that we have the essentials, we're ready to get the, shall we say... extras." Aiming down the aisle, he takes a run with Destiny on the end of the cart before climbing on the bar again and shooting towards the intersection. "Geronimo!"
Meeting the intersecting aisle, there's a store employee carefully stacking a pyramid of soup cans. Seeing the speeding cart coming towards her, she jumps back, dropping a can onto the floor. Chance's eyes widen as he realizes their collision course and he quickly slides back to the floor, his feet acting as breaks, bringing the cart to a stop right in front of the stack of cans.
The store employee gives a little gasp and she glares at Chance for the shenanigans. "Really," she hisses, "I would expect this from an eight-year-old."
Chance looks around them quickly as if looking for someone. "Well uh... I guess you better start expecting it from twenty-eight-year-olds too." He glances to the floor and nods at the runaway can. "I think you dropped something there."
"Move along, or I'll have to call management," she threatens.
"Hey, lady." Chance gains a look of irritation. "You wanna keep it down? I happen to be on a very important mission here and I'm trying to keep my cover here, but you're making it very difficult." He pulls open his jacket to reveal his badge, his voice lowering to a hoarse whisper. "Now I'm supposed to be a madman, so please... don't blow my cover. Just play along and maybe, just maybe, we'll all get out of this alive."
The woman blinks and backs up a couple steps, her face paling slightly. "Okay... okay. I'm sorry, officer, I didn't think-"
"It's fine. Everything's fine. Now... my colleague and I are going to continue as we were. You just act like everything is normal." Chance gives her a serious nod before swiveling the cart around. Heading down the next aisle, his eyes go wide at Destiny and his mouth quirks into something between a cringe and a smile, the laughter held just under the surface but dying to be let loose.
Alec returns Ryan's kiss, only to have her pull away too soon for his liking. A grin creases his lips and he searches her eyes, first the right, then the left, studying them, drawing them closer with his gaze. His hand still rests to the back of her head too, and her fingers in his hair made him never want to move.
"You're good at that, aren't you?" he speaks quietly, his sly glint returning to his eye. "Driving me crazy. I can't let you get away that easy."
Reaching down with one hand on her jacket and one on her waist, he pulls her from her seat until she's sitting sideways on his lap. Grinning mischievously, he runs a finger down the side of her face. "You sure you wanna stick around with me?"
He leans down and kisses her lips with deep passion before pulling back again.
"I could get us in a lot of trouble."
His kiss finds her sweet lips again.
"Might be dangerous... being around me."
Another kiss and his arms wrap around her.
"Unless you... like it that way."
5/15/10
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