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When You're Not Looking	By : Embracer Category: G through L > The Hunger Games Trilogy Views: 13084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the Hunger Games. It all belongs to Suzanne Collins. This is just for fun, not money.

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Chapter 9
PEETA’S POV
If I hadn’t had a nap, there’s no way I’d still be standing up right now! Delly has had me moving tables, chairs, and anything else she could get me to do that would make me sweat. She’s a slave driver when it comes to a party she’s throwing. At least I wasn’t doing it all by myself this time. She managed to get her vagabond brother, Charlie, to help out.
She still wants us to move the extreme grill off the deck and onto the yard. It’s way too hot out here now. Charlie and I both take our shirts off to cool down. Delly brings us each a beer. We cheers, and take big gulps.
We’re almost done with all the moving of things to her satisfaction, when she realizes she didn’t get the ice. She’s on the verge of tears about it, so I pull out my cell and send a mass text to all the folks I invited: Can anyone could pick up 50 pounds of ice and get it here within the hour? I will pay you when you get here.
I tell her if no one answers within 5 minutes, I’ll do it myself. About 1 minute later, my phone pings. It’s from Katniss: text me the address.
I smile as I respond: 498 Quail Hollow Drive. Thanks.
Her reply is almost immediate: NP, be there in 20.
I let Delly know that Katniss is coming to her rescue with a huge grin on my face. Delly, of course, can’t let it go, “So, this is the Fire girl, huh? Good, I’ll get to meet her. And wipe that stupid grin off your face!”
“Hey, I can’t help it!” She just throws a hand towel at me and walks back into the house. This leaves me and Charlie to finish setting up all the citronella Tiki torches around the yard to keep the bugs away, and provides “ambience” according to Delly.
We’re putting up the last few when I see Katniss standing on the deck with two large bags of ice on her shoulders. Delly’s telling her where to put them. I see her drop them where she’s told and she spots me out in the yard. I wave, and she stares. I forgot I was shirtless. She must not mind what she sees! Or not? After she is brought back to reality by Delly, she finishes unloading the bags of ice and waves me toward her. We make our way to each other, meeting in the middle of the yard.
“I’d give you a hug, but I’m kind of disgusting.” I say while wiping my face with the hand towel. I offer my hand and she takes it. She’s eyeing me up and down, but staring mainly at my chest. It’s kind of unnerving, but it’s her, so…
Her response, “Yea, completely disgusting,” is said with a wicked smirk.
I can’t help but laugh, but say, “I’m not a piece of meat, Katniss.” I say it with a slightly girly sarcasm. She laughs with me.
“I wish I could stay and help more, but I need to finish my deliveries. People need their meds. I’ll come back with Jo and Annie once we finish up with work.” She pulls me towards her using our interlinked hand and leans in despite my sweatiness, and gives me a quick kiss. “If you need us to pick up anything else, just text me.”
I nod, “I’ll see you in a little while.” She smiles, and heads off.
We’ve finished setting everything up now. All we need is people to start showing up. I need a shower desperately. Luckily, I know how much of a tyrant Delly can be about these things, so I came prepared with extra clothes. I use her shower, but unfortunately she only has a lavender shampoo. I guess I’ll smell lovely tonight. At least her soap is shea butter instead of flowery.
I’m soaping my body, rinsing off all the dirt, grime and sweat, and can’t help but think of her eyes all of me earlier. NO! Down boy! There’s no time for that! Think of dead puppies…zombies…Finnick in a dress…okay, breathe! I need to get out of this shower. Toweled off and clothed, I make my way back out to the backyard to start up the grill.
The embers are just about ready when people start showing up. The first to arrive are some teachers from Delly’s job. She chats them up and offers drinks and hor d’oeuvres. Gale and Madge are the first ones to arrive that I know. They greet me and meet Delly. Gale hangs out with me at the grill, while Delly and Madge chat. Finnick and Cato come in together. Some more of Delly’s people arrive; professors, teachers, and a couple of people from her master’s program. They seem nice enough, but I don’t know them. Charlie has taken over the grill, since he doesn’t know anyone at this gathering, and I’m thankful.
Gale, Finnick and I are chatting over a beer off to the side of the yard. Finnick announces, “There they are! Now the party can start!” pointing to the deck above us. Jo, Annie and Katniss have just arrived. I see Delly greet Katniss, and she in turn introduces Jo and Annie. Delly offers them a drink from the bar set up on the deck, and ushers them that way. I catch Katniss give me a smile over her shoulder.
Gale smirks, “I guess you did have a good time. She showed up!”
I scowl back at him half-heartedly. Katniss and Annie make their way down the stairs of the deck. I can’t help but watch her in her short shorts and white loose tank top. She’s wearing her signature black converse at the end of those long toned legs. Her hair is not in her signature braid, but half up in some kind of clip. It’s beautiful the way the strands land over her shoulders.
They’re about 4 feet away when Annie trips over something and almost falls, but Finnick catches her. “Whoa there Annie!” He says as he helps steady her.
Katniss reaches me and gives me a nice hug, and a peck on the cheek. I tell her, “Hi.”
“Hi,” she seems shy at the moment, but she’s not pulling away. She almost whispers, “I see you decided to put some clothes on.”
I laugh and whisper back, “I wouldn’t want to distract anyone, like you were earlier.” She blushes and settles next to me, letting me keep my arm around her shoulders. I’m surprised but very happy about it.
Annie and Finnick are deep in conversation. Katniss comments that it’s a first for them to not avoid each other. She tells me about Annie’s interest in him, and her fear that he isn’t a one-woman man. I tell her, “It only takes one, if it’s the right one.” With that she blushes, clears her throat and turns her attention to Madge and Gale. They tell us all about their upcoming trip to Charleston. While Gale is explaining about the boat he’s going on, Charlie taps me on the shoulder asking where Delly is.
I haven’t seen her since she greeted the girls on the deck. “I’ll see if I can find her.” I excuse myself and head off to find her in the house.
I check all the usual areas, and then I hear something fall in the garage. I head that way, and open the door to the garage off the kitchen. “Oh my God! Sorry!”
Did I just see what I thought I saw?
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DELLY POV
I’m so glad people actually showed up for this party. Last time I threw one only 6 people came. This is better! I’m looking over the edge of the deck, surveying the people enjoying themselves. Everything looks perfect. I have to remember to really thank Peeta and Charlie.
I see Katniss and her friends come through the door. She kind of impressed me with the ice rescue this afternoon, but I’m not 100% sure about her yet. I need to keep my eye on this one. I can’t have Peeta get hurt by another stupid girl.
It’s been one disaster after another ever since Astrid in 8^th grade. That Ashley bitch in freshman year at college cheated on him repeatedly, but he was too insecure to break it off. I had to endure that one for another two months. Then there was my personal favorite, Claire. She was the epitome of evil! I still want to stab her with a spoon (just so it hurts more)! She used him, abused him, and stomped all over his heart. Ugh! Not this time, the first time I see pretty little Katniss mess with his heart, I will personally remove hers!
For now, she’s in the clear, but I’m watching. I cross to greet her with my best smile. She introduces me to her friends. Annie seems cute and shy and not my type. Johanna is…hmmm…haven’t quite figured that out yet, but she’s very attractive. Her petite tight body doesn’t quite match her forthright demeanor and her mischievous eyes.
I offer them all a drink, and lead them to the bar. Katniss and Annie each request a beer, and head down to see the guys. Johanna stays at the bar and asks for a gin and tonic, “Bombay Sapphire if you have it.” She plucks an olive from the tray and pops it into her mouth, all the while her eyes are on me.
“How long have you known Peeta?” she asks me. I tell her we’ve known each other since childhood, and he is my very best friend.
I warn, “I don’t let people hurt my friends.” She smirks knowing I’m referring to her friend.
She leans a little closer, “Why don’t we just cross that bridge when we come to it. It seems like this is all new to those two sick puppies anyway.” She pops another olive, “I’ll make you a deal…I’ll watch him and you can watch her.”
I hand her the drink, and start making one for myself. She asks, “Did you two ever date?”
It’s my turn to smirk, “Nope, he’s not my type.” I manage my own mischievous smirk.
“What is your type, doll?” I almost drop the bottle I’m holding. She’s flirting with me. I think I might like it. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” Is all I respond.
She winks at me, “Actually, I really would.”
I throw an olive at her head, she shocks me by catching it. I can’t help but laugh. We talk more over our drinks and then I make us another round. By the end of the second drink, I ask her if she’d like a tour of the house. We make it through the kitchen and into the garage before she takes my hand and spins me around. I’m a little stunned, but don’t pull away. She’s looking straight into my eyes. She’s smoldering!
She makes her intentions clear by lifting her hand to my cheek. It’s warm and soft. I lean into it. I return her gesture with my hand on her other cheek. We hold there for a moment, and then inch closer until out lips meet. That smoldering heat in her eyes transfers to our lips. It feels like we’re melting together. I grow bold and graze her lip with my tongue. She allows me entry and we dance. Our molten tongues tango together. She pulls my body closer with her hand firm on my backside. Our breasts clash and writhe in unison. Each kiss grows in intensity. Johanna backs me against the wall. She’s petite but powerful! She breaks our kiss and moves to my jaw, my neck, biting and sucking her way to my collarbone.
My hands are winding in her hair and down her back gripping her, pulling her close. Her hands travel to the hem of my shirt. She breaks from my shoulder, her eyes asking permission. I hesitate, but lift my arms for her to remove my shirt. She smiles genuinely, and pulls my shirt over my head discarding it onto a nearby chair. I’m exposed to her in only my bra, and shorts.
She looks at me as if I’m the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen. There’s a kindness, tenderness under her bravado that’s driving me wild. I can’t help but fall deeper under her spell. I tug the back of her neck in for a hungry kiss. She return it with a fervor and a passion anew. She travels back down the other side of my neck, and her hand kneads my breast gently. She runs her finger along the top edge of my bra and dips those fingers in the cup. Skin on skin…I throw my head back pushing my breast firmly in her hand. She finds my nipple and teases it. I moan in pleasure. Her hand moves to my back and unclips my bra. I’m so in the moment, I let it fall off my shoulders and down to the floor. She admires me for a moment. I’ve never felt so cherished. “You’re so beautiful.” She lightly kisses the top of one breast. “So perfect.” She does the same to the other. She looks into my eyes. I’m full of want and desire. She takes my mouth again with hers and then moves to my breasts. Massaging with one hand and teasing my nipple on the other. My moans are growing louder. “Oh, Jo!”
The sound of her name from my lips must spur her on. She’s increased her intensity. Neither of my breasts is left unattended. I need to feel her skin too. I reach for the hem of her shirt, and pull it off her. I make quick work of her bra as well. She’s exposed to me now in the same way. Her breasts are amazing, full, round, but perky. I must be looking on her as she did to me, with adoration and care. We take a moment and explore the look and feel of one another before it becomes too much and we crash into each other again. Mouth to mouth rejuvenation. The feel of her torso pressed into mine. Breast against breast. It’s unlike any other experimentation I’ve done. This is full on passion.
Her mouth travels down again to my elongated nipples. I want to watch her manipulation of my body, but it’s too intense, my head goes back, my eyes squeezed shut.
“Oh my God!” We snap in the direction of the sound to find Peeta in the doorway. “Sorry!” The door slams and we hear him growing farther away. Jo leans her head on my shoulder, both of us trying to catch our breath. She looks up at me, and we both burst out laughing. She kisses me one last time, before saying, “Maybe we should get back to the party. We can finish this later if you want.”
I take a second to recover. I lean over to retrieve my bra saying, “Much later. You’re very bad Jo! You made me forget that I’m hosting this shindig.”
She smacks my bottom, “Punish me later!”
We redress, and straighten each others’ hair and faces. I pull her in for one more long kiss before we make our way back to the party giggling like school girls. We return to the deck to find Peeta and Katniss tending the bar in my place. Johanna plops down on a barstool in front of Katniss who is giving her a knowing glance. I walk over to Peeta behind the bar. “Have fun?” he asks.
I blush, “Yes, now you two get away from my bar. I’ve got it from here.” He pats me on the back, and whispers, “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with us.” I smile at them as they head off hand in hand. “Hey guys…Thanks.” They both wave me off and join the party.
“Another drink?” I ask Jo. Her grin is wide and her cheeks pink.
“Absolutely, doll.”
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