Terrell was feeling mighty. "On top of the world"...He thought he knew what that felt like before. The last seven months have brought on so much positive change. And the days have brought on new peaks. New breakthroughs. And time after time, he thought he'd reached the zenith of it all, only to realize that he was still at the tip of the iceberg.
And this wonderful woman he had in his arms -- this dark, sexy, fiery angel come to Earth -- had led him through so much of it.
"I couldn't have done it without you. If it was all up to me, I would've walked away after that last bet. You gave me that one last push I needed; this is just as much your win as it is mine."
And those winnings would come in the form of a check. One lump sum that's normally taxed to hell, but this casino is linked to LAW. The largest business conglomerate in the world. And as such, they're gonna be doing things differently. Every last cent that they won was theirs.
"What say you we take our spoils, get some refills, and go celebrate somewhere a little more... secluded, if you know what I mean."
"Exactly what I was thinking, my Lady!"
They got their check. They were given an escort that got them out and back to his ride safe and sound. Ever the gentleman, he opened her door before he got in himself, and drove to the intermission; not the beginning of the next chapter. Keira had for him when they got back to the hotel.
And just as she had with every other outfit that she'd graced, she worked wonders for it. A million in the bank, Pink Lemonade Twist in a bottle, free room service, silk sheets and candles...Terrell was seeing beyond that as well. The possibilities were limitless now. LAW had already opened the door to many an adventure, but now...
Terrell thought back to what Beatriz had said before, when he first mentioned her. To her words about falling too fast when...
They had just made it past half of one, but he saw some amazing years ahead. If Keira would have him.
His mask was the first thing to go when he started to undress. Normally, he'd just toss it to the side and get down to business, not a second thought given to it. But this time, he had to take a look at it. It felt...obsolete.
Yeah. It did the job he required of it. But now? Now. It's time for something new.
"About that rematch..."
End of Thread.
