Touch of an Angel

TOUCH OF AN ANGEL

Chapter 4 : Here's the deal

Pairing : Sen Bean / OFC
Rating : PG-13 ( for light sexual inuendos )

Warning : Nothing for now.
Disclamer : I've never met Sean Bean. Nothing's real.

Chapter Summary : God bless the lucky coincidences ( yeah, I know, I suck at summaries ... ).

Autor's note : As always, if you notice an error, point it out to me so I can fix it. Oh, and if someone knows a comprehensive beta... R&R please !

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When they finally got into Sean's car, Kit collapsed on the passenger front seat, out of breath from all her running.

" Good Lord ! I haven't laugh like that since I was young ! "

Sean shook his head, his smile deepening. That girl was something.

" Really, and how old are you, old lady ? "

She turned to him, one eyebrow raised.

" What d'you think, old man ? "

He studied her. To tease, or not to tease, that was the question...

" Hard to tell... fourteen... fifteen maybe... "

The way the girl's face reddened suddenly was comical and Sean had to bite his tongue to repress his laughter, while she let out an indignant huff.

" I'm seventeen, thank you very much !! "

Chuckling, he raised his hands.

" Okay, okay, just kidding ! "

" Well, I don't like being laugh at ! "

She glared at him, her lips pressed in a tight line. What a shame, really... she had such sensuous lips... She turned her head to the car park's wall, on the other side of the windscreen, and her movement snaped him out of his musings.

God, Sean ! She's seventeen !

Sean cleared his throat, his thoughts making him uncomfortable.

" Look Kit, I'm... I'm sorry. I was just teasing, I didn't mean to upset you, honest. "

Without moving her head, she watched him from the corner of her eye and sighed.

" I know, it's just-I - I ... "

She dropped her shoulders and finally turned to him.

" Listen, Sean, I know you didn't want to be mean, but I don't like being treated like a kid, it's... it's what they did all the time... "

Sean frowned.

" They ? "

" My cousin, my boyfriend... even my boss, I mean... I know I have something of a temper, but I'm not a child anymore... if I've ever been one..."

Sean was going to respond when her expression gave him pause. The way she had said those words, the way her eyes seemed to glow darkly... yes, she was older than her age and Sean wondered what had made her grow before her time.

" Kit... "

The girl shook her head and gave him a small smile, rubbing her face with her small hands.

" I'm okay, just... tired, I guess... "

" Right. Time to put you to bed. "

She looked at him and the grin that broke on her face startled him.

" Is that a proposition ? "

Sean stared at her and, seing the mirth in her eyes, he smiled. Back to the teasing, then.

" Well, I happened to have a bed" - her eyebrow rose at that- " and a guest room to go with it, of course. "

She laughed.

" Of course. And what would I have to do in order to sleep in that bed ? "

" As it happens, I'm in need of a housekeeper, so if you're up to the challenge... "

Kit's face went dead serious.

" You... you're offering me a job ? "

She sounded genuinely surprised.

" More of a help-for-lodging arrangement. You'll have to find a real job if you want a real salary. "

She looked at him for a few moments, seemingly stunned, before she managed to stammer :

" Sean, I - I don't know what to say ... "

She seemed so touched by his somewhat simple proposition, her eyes so full of wonder, that Sean felt his face heating. Time to lighten the mood.

" Well, before saying anything, you should know that I'm a household tyrant, and a right bastard at times. "

Her mouth twiched.

" Only at times ? "

He smirked.

" Well... most of the time... "

Her laugh was as clear as a summer sky.

" I think I can endure your tyranic bastardness. "

It was his turn to raise an eyebrow.

" Is that a yes ? "

Sean found himself crushed against the car's door when she unexpectedly threw herself in his arms.

" That's a yes ! "