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04 December 2004 @ 08:02 pm
Deadly Games, chapter 1  

Well, I'm posting this today simply because Mar asked so nicely.  LOL.  So, here's the first chapter.  Hope you enjoy it!  By the way, I'll be putting the title of the chapter in the cut link instead of the chapter number (which I will put as the subject of my chapter).  Okay, now you can enjoy...I hope.  ^_^

Oh but before I put that up, let me just say that going to the mall in El Paso earlier today made me extremely grateful that I'm basically done with all of my Christmas shopping.  Well, except for two things...but I think I can get those at Wal-Mart.  Which isn't really any better now that I think about it.  Imagine...Wal-Mart during the holiday season.





Six months earlier...

Lila Santos narrowed her eyes at Max Bradford. She scrutinized his face with jade green eyes and saw nothing to give him away in his calm gray eyes. She knew from experience that the shade of his eyes changed with emotion and at the moment they were a calm light gray.

"You're bluffing." she said. Max raised an eyebrow at her.

"Am I?" he asked.

"Yes." Lila gave him one more glance and decided that it was time to make her next move. "Therefore, I'll see your three marshmallows and raise you a chocolate bar." She added these to a growing pile of food. Max grinned and Lila felt her stomach start to sink as he laid out his hand.

"Flush." he stated simply.

"Damn." she muttered. She laid down her hand. "Two pair."

Max reached out and swept his winnings into a large bowl. "Another game?" he asked, his eyes now greatly amused. She shook her head and sighed.

"No. You're killing me, you know. I'm losing all my snacks over here."

Max raised a piece of chocolate and studied the half melted piece intently before shrugging and taking a bite of it. "You're getting better at bluffing." he told her, once he had swallowed. Lila shrugged.

"You still beat me." she told him. Max's grin returned.

"I know." His grin became wider, revealing straight white teeth. He knew about Lila's competitive streak. It was one of the things that made her interior design company one of the best in the city. A person knew that they could go to Lila's Fantasies and get, not only the best, but what they wanted.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder, trying to look haughty. "That doesn't mean you will next time." she warned. Max snorted with laughter.

"Sure. Keep believing that if it makes you feel better." Max ran a hand through his black hair and stood, glancing at the clock. "I better get going. We let this go later than usual." Lila looked at the clock and groaned.

"Wonderful. And I have an early morning tomorrow."

Max shrugged as he stood up and gathered his "winnings" only pausing to take another bite of chocolate. "The price you pay for trying to beat the all-time champ at poker." he told her, flashing her a grin. Lila rolled her eyes.

"You better go now. If you stay any longer, your head won't be able to fit through the window." she replied, giving him a light shove in the direction of the door. He was laughing when she closed the door behind him.

Lila turned and surveyed the damage critically. The pillows from the sofas were spread on the floor and blankets were tumbling from the sofa to the floor. The coffee table in the middle had been moved closer to one side to allow Max more room to move. And there was food covering the table to complete the picture. The only thing that looked like it hadn't been moved was the throw rugs that she had spread throughout the room, covering the hardwood floors. She set to work.

By the time she was done, throw pillows were artfully arranged on sleek yet comfortable sofas, the coffee table gleamed and was centered between the two and there was no sign of the blankets or food anywhere. Lila nodded as she gave the room one last look and then headed to her bedroom, exhausted. She knew that she could've left it alone until morning but she was the type of person who preferred to get what she needed done when she had to, instead of waiting.

The bedroom was the room where she had indulged herself. While the rest of her house was sleek straight lines, her bedroom was full of curves. The materials were jewel toned and if she was told to pick a theme for the room, she would have said luxury. It was a place where she could relax, especially with all the candles that she liked to have in the room. The furniture itself was all cherry wood and curved. The bed was a canopy that reached for the ceiling. Yes, she had definitely indulged herself in this room.

As she got ready for bed, she weaved her long, thick black hair into a braid. She was tall and trim, from the runs that she tried to fit in whenever she could, though she noticed that she had developed more curves over the past year. After studying herself, she decided that they suited her and continued to get ready. She crawled into bed and was almost instantly asleep as the exhaustion took over her.



Lila turned at the sound of Amanda Lewis' voice. She smiled. Amanda was Lila's definition of beautiful with her light blonde hair and warm brown eyes. And right now, those warm brown eyes were beginning to look a little worried.

"What's wrong Amanda?" she asked, looking around the office to be sure she hadn't missed loading anything into her car.

"The different fabrics that you were going to use for the Henderson house didn't come in yesterday like they were supposed to." Amanda told her, looking concerned. Lila thought quickly.

"Okay, call the company and check to be sure that they sent them out. If they haven't then have them ship the fabrics by express. The faster we get them the better." Lila said, her tone the epitome of calm...a trait that Amanda had seen her use to negotiate with builders or customers. Amanda nodded.

"Alright." She paused. "So...Lila...how's Max?" she asked. Lila raised an eyebrow at the look that came into Amanda's eyes when she said Max's name.

"He's just fine. As a matter of fact..." She leaned a little closer to Amanda and said in a low voice, "He's also still single." A faint blush stained Amanda's cheeks.

"Am I that obvious?" she asked. Lila laughed.

"Just a little. I just have one question for you." Off of Amanda's confused look, Lila shook her head. "Why haven't you done anything about it yet?" Amanda sighed and shrugged.

"I don't know. I just don't think that he sees me like that. Actually I think that the only way that he would notice me like that is if I hit him over the head."

Lila cocked her head to one side and studied Amanda. She was shorter than Lila, and petite as well, which gave her a more fragile look. Yet underneath the appearance, Lila knew that there was stubborn and determined young woman who could juggle a million things at once. She was also one of Lila's best girl friends, along with Morgan O'Riley. Dependable, compassionate, and strong were all words that she would use to describe Amanda.

"Hit him over the head...I can work with that." she decided. Lila hooked an arm through Amanda's and began leading her to the car so that they could head to the Henderson house and start work on the rooms there. "We'll go see Morgan later and then we're going to decide which approach will work best with getting his attention."


"Jump him." was Morgan's solution. Amanda began to choke on the water that she had been drinking and Lila reached over to pound on Amanda's back.

"Don't choke yourself, dear. You do that and you won't be able to jump him." Lila said, amusement clear in her voice. She looked over at Morgan and they exchanged a quick grin.

"Lila!" Amanda choked out.

Morgan threw her head back and let out a throaty laugh. She had fiery red hair that flowed down her back and matched her personality and slate blue eyes that could change to smoky gray or clear blue, depending on her mood. When she spoke there was the faintest hint of an Irish brogue and Morgan proudly displayed her heritage in the pub that she had opened a few years ago, O'Riley's. She was ambitious, direct, passionate, and a temper that could flare just as quickly as her passion. She was also caring and was effortlessly sexy with her mannerisms. Yet, Morgan was also fiercely independent and, thanks to a combination of different martial arts classes, could easily defend herself, and anyone else she needed to, a fact that no one would be able to guess just by looking at her willowly figure.

At the moment, Morgan was giving Amanda a bland look. "Was it something I said?" she asked innocently. Amanda gave her a mock glare.

"I wonder."

Morgan grinned. "Yeah, I do too sometimes." she replied, flippantly. "About your sanity, that is. You've got feelings for this guy, don't you?"

"Yes..." Amanda began cautiously. She trailed off.

"Then do something about it. Don't wait for him to make the first move. Go up to him, grab him by the shirt and lay one on him."

Lila shook her head. "That's something that I could picture you doing, not Amanda. She'd be more subtle about it and let him think that it was his idea." she said.

"Meanwhile, you'd do a combination of the two and work your way to a seduction instead of just going for it." Morgan sighed. "I'll just never understand the two of you."

"Not everyone is as bold as you, Morgan."

"Can we please get back on track?" Amanda interrupted.

"Of course we can, darling. More coffee?" Morgan said, reaching over for the pot. Amanda shook her head while Lila slid her cup forward in a silent request for more. Lila let out a sigh of contentment as she got the familiar jolt of caffeine into her system. Morgan stirred in some sugar and a bit of cream into her coffee, causing Lila to give her a disapproving look.

"You ruin the coffee by doing that." she told her. Morgan raised an eyebrow at Lila over the rim of her cup and took a sip.

"I improve the coffee by doing that." she replied.

"Guys...Max...me...getting him to notice me? Is any of this ringing a bell?" Amanda interjected, trying once again to get them from going off track, a task that was next to impossible and had been since they had met in college. Almost every time they got together to talk about something, Lila and Morgan somehow almost always managed to get off the subject.

Lila looked over and smiled at Amanda. "I think that this mission could call for a new outfit."

"Shopaholic." Morgan muttered.

"Nympho." Lila tossed back without missing a beat. When Morgan merely shrugged, Lila grinned. "Now...we have to decide what you'll wear and then we're going to go buy you the outfit and, of course, matching shoes."

At the mention of shoe shopping, Morgan groaned. "Great. I hate shoe shopping with you two. It takes forever."

"Just because you hate shopping..."

"What's the point of getting her a new outfit? A pair of nice fitting jeans and a tank top would do just as well."

"Obviously not, if he still hasn't made a move towards her." Lila sighed and looked imploringly at Amanda, who rolled her eyes and turned to Morgan.

"What she's trying to say is that jeans and a tank top will be fine after I get his attention but they haven't worked yet, so they probably won't in the future. Which means I need something completely different."

Morgan considered it. Her normal casual look worked just fine for her but everyone was different. "Fine. I can see your point. We'll go shopping." A triumphant gleam lit up Lila's eyes and Morgan held up a hand to stop her from saying anything. "But only if we're going to get food as well." Amanda and Lila looked at each other and grinned. Morgan may pretend to put up a fight every time they mentioned going shopping but she only meant it part of the time.

"Done." they said at the same time.

Feeling: accomplishedaccomplished
Soundtrack: Home Alone
¤ Leira ¤ Storm-Destiny ¤: Dracomidnight_divine on December 4th, 2004 07:44 pm (UTC)
Ooh! I like it. Morgan is awesome :-D Although I like the entire thing so far. And yeah, I did ask nice, it's a first! ^_^;

Nicoleblue_icy_rose on December 4th, 2004 08:13 pm (UTC)
LMAO, glad you like it so far. Morgan's great...though I'm going to start working on concentrating on her and her man a little more in the newest chapter I'm working on. I've got the first ten so far.

Here's hoping it works out the way I want it to! (Damn writer's block...it's been keeping me from this story for quite a long time...I've decided I won't put up with it anymore and I'm punching through the wall. Screw it. LOL)
¤ Leira ¤ Storm-Destiny ¤: Dracomidnight_divine on December 4th, 2004 08:30 pm (UTC)
Writer's block SUCKS! I know all too well what it can do to a person, my "Heir Of Snape" story on FF.net has suffered greatly from it!

Ah, and as to the Wal*Mart thing? I was at Wal*Mart last year, on Christmas Eve returning a camera. _-_ It was a bloody NIGHTMARE! (You know the "Nightmare Before Christmas"? That was mine!) I was in line with my mother for an HOUR before getting service - so believe me, I think we both lost a chunk of our sanity that night...
Nicoleblue_icy_rose on December 4th, 2004 10:16 pm (UTC)
Oh God, I don't even want to think of what that must've been like. Talk about hell.

As for sanity...eh, who needs it anyway?
Chelseachelsea0403 on December 4th, 2004 08:22 pm (UTC)
Loving this chapter as well, I can't wait for more :)
Nicoleblue_icy_rose on December 4th, 2004 10:17 pm (UTC)
Glad you're enjoying it! ^_^