Back door #Wattys2016

04 • Stalker.

"So far it sounds like all of our problems could be solved with condoms and rock salt."

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Dedication: -chanel 

Because she is a fun person and her books are kind of practical and funny. Definitely check her out.

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"So, How was France?" asks Ronnie as always excited to know about my new adventures.

"France? France was good. Wine. Uh the food was damn good but not as good as yours. Definitely guns and other spunky weapons." I replied with a wink.

"What about the boys?" Ronnie asked hopefully.

Ronnie always dreams about me getting swooped off my feet by my prince charming on one of the missions. Just like her and Roger. Veronica is an EX SIA agent. She quit the job after having a miscarriage on one of the mission, but after that they were not able to conceive a baby and also she was terrified of the thought that she could once again lose a child. So I was here! To get spoiled by her and admonished by Roger.

"Ronnie, I go on missions to kick pretty faces of these boys and not play tonsil hockey with them." I said with a sigh. My reply was PG13 for Ronnie if it was anybody else I would have replied with 'I am there for kicking them in the balls and not suck upto them.'

"Well? A woman of your age should play tonsil hockey with pretty faces of opposite gender and if not opposite your own gender. I DO NOT DISCRIMINATE! At the end of the day it is love what matters, hon." Veronica replied to which Roger started chocking while drinking his beer and I was another story.

I ROLF-ing. LITERALLY.

Rolling On The Floor Laughing.

"Darling, I think you should talk about the birds and bees with Jordan in private." Roger said quite flustured.

"I know all about the birds and the bees. But if we are still going to have that talk I would like you to be there to accompany your lovely wife." I said having Ronnie talk about how safe sex works and urging Roger to hep her make her point clear would be a lovely sight.

Flustured Roger + Concentrated Veronica = Laughing Jordan.

I am willing to pay for it.

"Honey, I got Jordan a new mission." Roger started trying to change the topic so desperately.

I scoffed "A new partner, too."

Veronica gasped "What if he is the one? Or She?"

Looking at my murdureous glare she piped up with the pronoun for female species, not knowing it wasn't for her use of gender but for the change in partner and her hopeless dreams of him being 'The ONE'.

"No offence, but I bat for the opposite team." I replied to her just so she could sleep without having the guilt of hurting me.

"Really, Jo..."

"Really, Ronnie. Do I have to kiss a guy just to prove that I am into guys. That I like penises more than vaginas." I said the last part especially for Roger with a wink to act as a cherry on top.

Looking at him both of us started laughing our hearts out.

"Are you going to stay tonight?" Veronica asked after recovering from our laughing session.

"Yeah. Why not?" I replied nonchalantly.

"Great. So you can also meet your partner."

"Oh... well, sorry I just got a text from a friend and she needs me. I would have stayed but she really needs my help.." I said slowly getting up to make a move and get out of here before RoNica could go interrogative agent on my ass.