Mr Lester

Dance With Me?

Warnings: um... intense sexual tension.

"Uh, yeah it is." I said nervously.

"You know that's illegal right?" Phil asked numbly.

"I do, but, he's legal. I uh, I work at a wildlife reserve, and he needed 24 hour foster care. So he's here with me until he gets too big. Then off to the reserve. " I explained looking at the small kitten in my arms. "He makes these little sounds when he's eating, and it's just too cute" I said softly. I looked up again to meet Phil's eyes, only to find he was already looking at me, smiling at me. I looked back down, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

"And this guy" I said nodding in the direction of my huge boy, "Is Singer." I was desperate to break the silence that was bordering on awkward,

"Singer is a big boy" Phil said nervously. I smiled, Laughing slightly.

"Once you get to know him, hes just a goofball. But let me warn you. He does not like yelling. When your voice is raised, he gets antsy, and he flips out. So no yelling. Especially you." I said sternly. He nodded, looking thoughtful.

"How did you come by such a big dog in London anyway?" He asked.

"I stumbled upon an unfortunate situation, and Singer, who was a lot smaller then, got me out of it." I said, looking back the small animal who was still greedily sucking on the bottle.

"Unfortunate situation?" He questioned.

"Yeah, I uh, I don't have the best of luck. At life. In general." I grumbled.

"What happened?" Phil asked, his concern showing through.

"I just, I got into a thing with these guys, and Singer, who even though he was a lot smaller than he is now, was still a big puppy, he came and scared the guys off, and I decided he was my guardian angel, and he decided I was right." I said, trying to brush off the heavy topic.

"Well good" He said shortly, Before continuing. "I resend my initial thoughts of you dog. You're not half bad. In fact we may be good friends one day" He proclaimed, looking at my dog. I looked at him in shock, and I could feel my eyes get bigger.

"Oh my god! Phil!" I laughed out. This man was different. Singers head went up, noting my giggles and cocking his head.

"Well, if your Dad likes me that is. Otherwise that's just weird." He continued, complete seriousness in his tone. Singer turned his attention to Phil as he was talking, and was now cocking his head at Phil, who returned the favor immediately. Upone seeing this, Singer lept from his spot and into Phil's arms, falling into his chest, and licking every inch of his face as he could, leaving Phil to shriek quietly and laugh a tinkling laugh.

I laughed at the scene in front of me. Singer normally took a bit to warm up to new people, But perhaps there was something more genuine to Phil. At least, that was my opinion. I stood, shaking my head the pair, and walking back into the kitchen to put the baby's bottle into the sink. I turned walking back, when I heard my cell chirp out the first lyric of 'Uma Thurman' by Fall Out Boy. Oh shit. Who could possibly be calling? I rushed over, putting the kitten in my opposite hand and holding it to my chest as I simultaneously grabbed my phone. I looked at the caller ID before hitting accept.

"Hey Chris." I said handing the kitten to Phil who looked absolutely perplexed and surprised at the sudden presence in his arms. I walked away, knowing Chris would embarrass me if given the chance.

"Is your date over yet?" he asked shortly.

"Nope, we had to rush back to my place because I forgot to feed the baby." I explained.