Chance Sheffield
"I might be able to stay a little while longer. If you play your cards right."
Chance flashed a devilish smirk, a mischievous glint shining in his eyes. “Reaallly now?” He snickered. He slowly shifted Roxanne’s body upwards against his: but just enough so that he could kiss the top of her head without having to stretch his neck. He rested his chin on her head, squeezing her tightly again. A soft, low, growling sound could be heard coming from deep within his throat; almost as if he was purring like an oversized kitten.
"It's not that vamps that I'm worried about, but how many pack members are going to see your little tramp sneaking out?"
Chance turned onto his side, not once letting go of Roxie. He unraveled his arms around her and grabbed her sides, moving her body upwards so the two were face to face. Without missing a beat, he wrapped his arms around her midsection, pressing their bodies together again. “Hmm… Let’s see…” Chance muttered quietly, letting his eyes close. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he concentrated, straining his hearing.
“Alright… Roman’s upstairs in his office, per usual. He’s already had breakfast… so he shouldn’t be coming back down anytime soon. Jordan appears to still be sleeping… she never was a morning person.. Jen’s in her room, watching tv. She also already ate... Diana and Luke are out.. Marco, Angel, and Jay are in the kitchen.”
Chance sighed lightly, opening his eyes up again. “Those last three will probably be your biggest ‘obstacles’, but they’re probably the best people to find you trying to sneak out.” He chuckled. “Marco and Jay wouldn’t say anything, and I think Angel’s taken a liking to you.”
The gentle purring sound could still be heard. Chance leaned forward and kissed her softly, holding onto her tight enough that she couldn’t escape his warm embrace. He smirked and nibbled on her bottom lip playfully. “We should be good for another hour or so.” He hummed.
Chance flashed a devilish smirk, a mischievous glint shining in his eyes. “Reaallly now?” He snickered. He slowly shifted Roxanne’s body upwards against his: but just enough so that he could kiss the top of her head without having to stretch his neck. He rested his chin on her head, squeezing her tightly again. A soft, low, growling sound could be heard coming from deep within his throat; almost as if he was purring like an oversized kitten.
"It's not that vamps that I'm worried about, but how many pack members are going to see your little tramp sneaking out?"
Chance turned onto his side, not once letting go of Roxie. He unraveled his arms around her and grabbed her sides, moving her body upwards so the two were face to face. Without missing a beat, he wrapped his arms around her midsection, pressing their bodies together again. “Hmm… Let’s see…” Chance muttered quietly, letting his eyes close. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he concentrated, straining his hearing.
“Alright… Roman’s upstairs in his office, per usual. He’s already had breakfast… so he shouldn’t be coming back down anytime soon. Jordan appears to still be sleeping… she never was a morning person.. Jen’s in her room, watching tv. She also already ate... Diana and Luke are out.. Marco, Angel, and Jay are in the kitchen.”
Chance sighed lightly, opening his eyes up again. “Those last three will probably be your biggest ‘obstacles’, but they’re probably the best people to find you trying to sneak out.” He chuckled. “Marco and Jay wouldn’t say anything, and I think Angel’s taken a liking to you.”
The gentle purring sound could still be heard. Chance leaned forward and kissed her softly, holding onto her tight enough that she couldn’t escape his warm embrace. He smirked and nibbled on her bottom lip playfully. “We should be good for another hour or so.” He hummed.