She sat there in the corner of the bar drinking her pink wine, watching Nick serve drinks to customers. It was almost the end of his shift and Jess couldn't help looking at the clock once in a while, (okay maybe it was like every minute.) Her head rested on her hand, her other hand stroking the smooth empty wine glass. The only her eyes were fixed was Nick (and the clock), with his 'just got of bed hair' and his two day scruffy stubble. His poop brown eyes concentrating on wiping the cups, causing them to squint a little, his sleeves rolled up and top buttons undone of his flannel shirt, his manly hands tensing as he wiped the counter in large circular motions, his cute turtle face when he was satisfied with his work.
He crossed his arms signifying that he had finished his job. He nodded to the counter as if to say 'well done' to it. "Right then!" he said, then smiling at Jess. She shook out of her daydream, she was slightly drunk. It was just them two left in the bar. It was quite intimidating but she wanted to cherish the moment. "Ready to go home?" he asked. "What…? Already…? Can't we stay here a little longer?" she said in a manipulative tone. "Whatever…" he lounged next to Jess on the leathery seats of the cubicle. "This is nice…" She tried to break the awkward silence. "Yeah sure…"
Another awkward silence.
He opened his mouth to say something but closed it again changing his mind. "You did a good job up there. With your cute undone flannel shirt." She said trying to start a conversation. "Thanks, you calling me cute?" he said with a cheeky grin on his face. "Actually I said your shirt was cute, but yeah you're cute in an old man, scruffy kind of way." "So now you're calling me an old man?" he raised his eyebrows with a faint smile. "Yeah… like my father…" Jess answered not knowing what to say. She couldn't help looking at his soft lips throughout this entire conversation; they just looked so… so… so kissable. "Whoa whoa! So now I'm your da-" he was interrupted by Jess cupping both her hands to his face and crushing her lips onto his. His eyes were wide with shock, and Jess could feel his lips were still and stunned. But slowly he eased into a gentle smile and eventually kissing her back.
His large manly hands pulled Jess closer to him, cupping her shoulders then slowly finding his way down her back. It was better than she'd imagined. He was tender and gentle with his movements, unlike the way he wiped the bar counter. Their tongues danced for dominance which eventually led to a synchronised routine. Her hands slid down both side of his waist, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
They both stopped to breathe. Both panting quickly. His hands were all over her face trying to remove her dark curls out of the way. "You just made out with your dad…" he said in a 12 year old tone. "I just made out with my dad, now shut up and let me finish" She pinned to the cold grey floor. He smiled. Her mess of dark hair was all over the place and his shirt was quickly being unbuttoned by Jess' eager hands. She could feel his warm breath all over her neck. Nick smelt of old spice clashing with my strawberry vanilla lip gloss. The next scene was just a blur of hands and legs all over the place.
When they had finally finished, Jess rolled off of Nick onto her back onto the cold floor sending shivers down her spine. So now they were facing the ceiling. Nicks shirt over the bar counter above them and Jess' heels were scattered on the floor. They both took one breath of air at the same time. "WHOA!" Nicks eyebrows jumped. Jess faced Nick smiling. "I tink ma daddy did a great job!" she said in one of her Texan accents. "No Jess! NO ACCENTS!" "So what does this mean?" Jess said in a more serious tone "I don't know, but it feels right…" he replied. "Yeah it does" she added. Jess turned to face Nick smiling. He could see from the corner of his eye that she was looking at him and eventually he turned so they were face to face. "Jess, you are so beautiful!" he said slurring his words. Jess smiled and sighed with contentment. She placed her hand gently on his jaw and leaned in to tenderly kiss him. "Daaaad!" she said in an embarrassed teenager tone, with slight flatter. "Jess… just...ok?!" he said. He grabbed her face and pulled her in to kiss her. She smiled.
A perfect moment.