Perfect Assassins

Krissy:

I wrapped it around him and leaned to kiss the tip of his wet nose. “You’re very welcome, my love.” I said softly.

"Did you enjoy the show?" I whispered back to her as I took the towel and started to use it to dry myself off.

Krissy:

“I did, but I’m not too fond of these,” I gestured to the burns and other injuries on his body.

"I will be healed before the wedding, that way you can do what ever it is you wish with me...including adding more marks." I whispered in her ear before wrapping the towel around my waist.

Krissy:

I grinned back at him. “But only after the wedding.” I said with a playful wink.

"Yes, only after the wedding." I replied back with a wicked grin.

Krissy:

I wound my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh. I didn’t want to wait that long.

"Waiting has been the hardest thing I have ever done..." I admitted softly to her in her ear. "But you are worth any amount of wait."

Krissy:

I sighed softly again then bit down on his shoulder.

I winced gently at her bite, "What are you doing?"

Krissy:

I finished and kissed his cheek before saying. “Don’t worry, it won’t leave a mark. Now, lets get you dressed.” I laced my fingers with his and tugged him out of the bathroom to our room.

I let her tug me along, fully willing to go and do what ever it is she wished of me.

Krissy:

I got him dressed then took him down stairs. I found Jack on the couch and sat right next to him. “You nearly broke my toy.” I said indignantly with a light thump on his arm.

Michael:

I went into the kitchen, chuckling as I heard Jack look at her as if she was crazy. "Toy? What toy? Can I play with it Krissy? Please!" I came back with a couple of glasses of juice. One I gave to Jack, the other I handed to Krissy as I sat next to her.

Krissy:

I put my hand on his leg and sipped my juice appreciatively. “You already played with him, and brought him back in worse condition.” I said dryly.

Jack:

"Oh...right....well....I'm sorry krissy..." I mumbled, ducking my head like a puppy in trouble.

Krissy:

“You should be. Now,” I pulled out my phone and angled away from Michael. “Do you want to see pictures from the fitting today?” I asked.

Jack:

I leaned towards her with a gasp. "You know I do. Did you do as I said you should?"

Krissy:

“Jack, you know I tune out more than half the things you suggest, with good reason.” I told him and I pulled up the pictures. “I think its too tight around the middle. Lexi was mad at me because I wanted it taken out…” I explained. The dress was fitted down to the hips then flared out.

I tapped my cheek, "It does look better if you leave it in. And you did take one of my suggestions! The cut of the sleeves was my idea." My eyed danced a bit as I leaned over to her, "This is your day honey. Wear the dress however you want, Michael won't care if your wearing a sack or a gown fit for a princess. What is important to him is what is the girl inside the dress." I whispered to her before looking at the pictures again. "Any plans for what your going to wear under it?"

Krissy:

“Um.. Just the usual?” I said uncertainly, Lexi had asked me the same thing.

Jack:

I gave her a flat look. "The usual? Krissy..." I made tsking noises and shook my head. I plucked the phone from her fingers and did a quick search of wedding lingerie. I offered the phone back to her, "You can't wear something normal under sweetie. With the color if you don't pick something of similar color it will show. And what is underneath is for your soon to be husband to see and enjoy." I nodded towards Michael who had his eyes in a book, the glass of juice Krissy had been drinking in his free hand. I knew that once he got reading he didn't pay as much attention to anyone.

Krissy:

My cheeks flushed and I turned my phone off. “Well I suppose I will talk to Lexi about it.” I said quietly.

Michael

"Talk to Lexi about what?"  I asked looking up from my book.

Krissy:

“Girl stuff.” I told him and kissed his cheek. I rolled my knees over so they were leaning against him and rested my head on his shoulder so I could read his book.