"For me? You give me the nicest presents." She gave it her best Southern Belle imitation before grinning and slipping into her second freeze.
A moment later she was looking down at the mugger who rolled over and clutched his face.
"He ran into the tree," she called over to Qamar. "Clumsy. They just don't make muggers like they used to. Would you happen to have any handcuffs on you?"
Qamar grins and reaches into his coat, pulling out a collection of white plastic zip-cuffs.
"I'm always prepared," he offers.
"So turned on," she said with another grin. "I'll call, you package? The police would love to meet these guys, I bet."
"You got it," he replies.
Ah, well. So much for the romantic moment.
He moves between the bodies, zip-tying their wrists, not being particularly gentle with the man who had aimed a gun at his face who now had a broken arm.
Sammy blew him a kiss and fished her cell phone out.
She made the report and snapped the phone shut. "Do we want to wait around for the police or slip off to continue this conversation in my quarters?"
"They're not going anywhere," he replies.
He glances around at the sprawled bodies. They kind of ruin the moment... but to hell with it.
He pulls Sammy close to him and looks into her eyes. "Sammy, I love you."
If anything could make Sammy speechless, this would be it. Speechless, unsure her ears heard him right, and hope filling her that he'd really said it. Barriers, limitations, and muggers. It had to be a charmed combination.
She bit her bottom lip before asking, "Would you repeat that?"
"...I disturbed you with that," he winces. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything..."
"No, it's just..." Oh hell. She grabbed his jacket lapels for balance and kissed him.
Surprised at first, he melts into the kiss, warming to her as he does so.
When the kiss finally breaks, he repeats himself very softly.
"I love you."
She kissed him again, soft and lingering. "I love you."
His heart leaps into his throat with those words, and he can't help but smile.
He returns the kiss while hugging her, while one of the muggers begins to regain consciousness at his feet, moaning in pain.
"Come on. Let's go." He gives the mugger a kick to knock him back out until the police arrive, then offers Sammy a hand to escort her out of the park.
"I really enjoyed tonight," Sammy told him. She felt like cheering but kept it down to a bubbling glee. "In case I forget to say it in the morning, thank you for a lovely evening." |