Through the Fire (a Les Twins fanfic)

Chapter 9: Grown Woman

A week later Larry and Shauna were posted up in the living room.   She was pretending to study. He was watching Naruto re-runs on the Cartoon Network.  During commercials she peppered him with questions about Ludacris' house party that weekend.

"Why can't I come with you?"

"You're too young."

"What's that supposed to mean?  You're not that much older than me.  And I'm not the one watching cartoons."

"Young in the head."  Larry dragged his eyes from the TV screen long enough to look her in the face.  "I've been around.  Where have you been?  The Varsity?"  He laughed at his own silly joke.

She hopped up from the love seat and stood in front of him trying to block his view.

"Just because I haven't traveled the world like you YET doesn't mean I don't know anything.  I'm a grown woman."  Her Charlie Brown t-shirt wasn't exactly helping prove her point.

"Yeah, okay."

He popped a handful of Crunch N' Munch in his mouth and went back to watching his show.  "Move, please.  How am I gonna see around your big head?"

She slapped at his face, but Larry grabbed her wrist fast as lightning and snatched her forward.  Shauna twisted and tugged trying to wrench her hand out of his death grip.

Larry's eyes twinkled watching her pointless struggle.  "Say you're sorry."

"No!"  Shauna reached for a pillow with her free hand and managed to swat him on the side of the head with it.

"Oh, you wanna play with me?"  Larry lunged forward throwing her off balance.

They both tumbled to the floor.  Shauna flailed around hitting Larry as he easily held her down with one hand.  She got in a few good licks, but he barely felt them.  His body was all lean, rigid muscle like a brick wall.

Her shirt rode up and Larry tickled her naked sides.

Shauna squealed with laughter.  "Get off me you big bully!"

"You still didn't say you're sorry."  Larry continued tickling her mercilessly until she surrendered.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!"

"I can't hear you."

"I'M SORRY!!"

Shauna was flat on her back and Larry hovered over her on his knees.  They were both laughing. She rose up on her elbows and looked into his eyes.  He didn't move away so she nuzzled her nose against his chin and tilted her face upwards.  She licked her lips.

Larry saw it all happening in slow motion—her long hair falling back off her face, her lips coming toward his.  He knew what she wanted and a part of him yearned to give in to her, but he didn't want to cross a line.  If she was anyone else... But she wasn't.  She was Gabby's little sister and it was too dangerous.  He turned his head at the last minute and stood.

He reached out his hand, helped Shauna up, and patted her on the head.

"I win."

She clenched her fists, grabbed her books, and stomped out the front door.

Larry chuckled to himself and yelled after her,  "Yeah that's right, little girl.  Throw a fit!"