I got the idea for this chapter while listening to Puddle of Mudd's song "Psycho." I think I like how it turned out. Just an FYI on pronunciation the name Kari is pronounced like Carry. Ps- I promise, Jessica's past is coming soon. It's like chapter six or something. Sorry I'm keeping you waiting! If it's any compensation I'm posting two chapters today. :3

Mack's Shack

Ryan drove home alone. By the time he'd come out of the utility room Jessica was long gone. Even though she seemed relieved to know that he didn't intentionally come in her mouth he still felt horrible about the whole thing.

Ryan arrived back at his apartment complex. He walked through his door and into his home. Some how without Jessica it seemed empty and loner than it did before. Ryan rummaged through his fridge in hopes of something to eat. Nothing seemed appealing, so he shut the door and walked over to the drawer with the take out menus in it. He flipped through those for awhile before he decided to walk the four blocks to the bar down the street. Maybe some time away from home would get his mind off Jessica.

It was a quick walk to the bar called "Mack's Shack". Ryan used to pay frequently trips to this bar when he was in college, but its popularity seemed to have diminished with the college kids these days. Even on a Friday night the bar was pretty vacant.

Ryan walked in and showed the bouncer his ID.

"How you doing Ryan?" the bouncer asked him.

"Not too bad Ronnie." Ryan replied, while slipping his driver's license back into his wallet. Ryan wasn't even sure why he showed his ID anymore. He was considered a regular by now and everyone knew him.

Ryan took a seat at the bar and ordered a hamburger from the bar tender, Paul.

"You alright there, Ryan?" Paul asked him as he set the food in front of Ryan.

"As good as I'm going to get." Ryan said, while picking at his fries.

"Girl trouble?"

"Yeah, how did you guess?"

"I've seen that same look a dozen times already tonight and it's only eight. It's something you pick up on after awhile." Paul reached into the cooler and pulled out a Heineken, opened it up, and set it in front of Ryan. "You look like you could use one, and don't worry, it's on the house."

"Thanks Paul." The bartender always seemed to know just what Ryan needed.

"Only the best for the fuzz." Paul joked. Ryan chuckled at his joke and took a drink of his beer.

Ryan ate his food in silence. When he was done he drank the beer Paul had given him and then ordered another one. He continued to sit at the bar, but turned so he could watch everyone else dance and have a good time with the people they were with.

Paul brought Ryan over a third beer and nudged his arm.

"Take a look, here comes a solution to your girl problems." Paul said as he gestured towards a group of young women walking through the door.

They were all very pretty, Ryan had to admit that, but his thoughts were still with Jessica. Ryan knew he was falling for Jessica, and fast. There wasn't a single thing that he didn't like about her, but it was too soon to say those few words and he wasn't even sure he was ready to say it.

Ryan was in the middle of a day dream when he could hear Jessica's laugh. It always reminded him of wind chimes in a cool breeze, soft but powerful. Paul brought over a fourth beer and Ryan was beginning to feel the effects.

That's when he saw her. She was walking to the other end of the bar with an African-American girl with an afro that had blue streaks amongst the black hair, smiling and laughing at some joke her friend had made. She was wearing a purple top, with dark washed jeans that hugged her curves nicely, and purple zebra striped heels. She was so beautiful and his heart thudded against his chest.

Ryan quickly finished the fourth beer, order a fifth, and downed it quickly before ordering his sixth. He wanted to go over and talk to her, but feared it would be too creepy. Then she saw him from across the room, her cobalt blue eyes locking with his briefly before he quickly looked away.

Ryan turned back towards the bar and started to panic. What would she do now that she knew he was here? Was it creepy because they were both here? But he didn't know she was coming here. Still, what would she say to him, if she said anything at all?

Paul came over and set another beer in front of Ryan. "I know you've had more than normal already, but this is from the young lady in purple. Who, by the way, is extremely hot! You should see her eyes! They're like blue fire!"

Ryan finished off the beer he was already working on, handed the bottle to Paul, and started in on the new bottle.

Puddle of Mudd's song "Psycho" came on over the juke box. Ryan loved this song, and had briefly mentioned it to Jessica one day when it came on the radio while they were driving to a crime scene. She had laughed at him and said she would never have suspected he would be a Puddle of Mudd fan.

Just then Ryan felt a set of hands on his shoulders. He turned to see the blue fire that Paul had described staring right at him. Jessica smiled at him and pulled him off the bar stool. She led the way to a chair just on the edge of the dance floor facing towards the center. Jessica seductively guided him into the chair and began dancing around him, moving her hips and body in time with the music.

As the first verse went on, she began to straddle him and gave him a brief lap dance, grinding her body against his. She took his half drank beer from his hands and took a swig. Jessica then ran her hands from the base of his neck to his jaw, all the while guiding his head to lean back. She poured the remaining beer into his open mouth. A drop had escaped and was rolling down his neck. Jessica stopped it with her tongue and then ran her tongue all the way up the trail. She stopped just at his lips, letting hers graze against his. Just when Ryan thought she was going to kiss him finally, Jessica licked Ryan's front top teeth and pulled him from the chair, onto the dance floor just as the chorus started.

Jessica pulled Ryan right up behind her backside, placed his hands on her hips, and started moving her hips against his. Ryan quickly caught on that she wanted him to grind against her. They danced like that for the entire chorus, as Ryan's buzzed haze increased. He was confused as to why she was there, but didn't care, because Jessica was here and he had an erection forming already.

The second verse started and Jessica pulled away from Ryan and turned to face him as she dance towards him. She got as close as possible and began to rub her entire body against his. Ryan started biting and kissing a fiery trail along her jaw line, to her neck, and eventually made his way to the exposed scar tissue on her right breast. Ryan gently kissed the scar and moved his head back to hers and leaned in for a kiss. Much like Jessica had teased him Ryan bit her lower lip and then spun Jessica around just in time for the chorus to start again.

Their arms were crossed in front of Jessica's body just at her waist, trapping her against him. He began to grind his hips harder against her backside and bit her neck more. Jessica couldn't help but let a small moan escape as Ryan's desire rubbed her ass and his teeth pinched her skin.

Then the chorus began to repeat again and Jessica managed to escape Ryan's arms. It didn't seem too difficult because she knew he had been drinking quite a bit. She again danced her way to him and got as close as possible. Jessica looked into Ryan's hazing, lust filled eyes.

When the chorus finally hit the fast section again, Ryan's lips came crashing down on hers. Jessica hadn't even bothered to close her mouth, but instead let his tongue easily slide into her mouth. The taste of the expensive beer filled her mouth. Jessica savored the way Ryan's mouth tasted. Though messy and beer filled, Ryan still tasted delicious and she could feel his love for her.

Jessica couldn't help but think of James. She knew she shouldn't compare James and Ryan, but it was so hard when Ryan was drunk not to think of what James had done, since alcohol was most of James's motivation. Even drunk Ryan didn't taste a thing like James. This was different than when James used to kiss her when they were drunk. Jessica pushed the thought out of her mind.

Ryan began grinding his desire against her body more. He wanted her so bad that it was starting to hurt. Jessica slipped her hand in between their bodies and palmed his erection through his jeans. Ryan moaned loudly into her mouth, not caring what anyone thought because he was definitely at the beginning stage of drunk. The music was so loud Jessica was sure no one could hear Ryan. As the song ended they remained on the dance floor, arms entangled around each other, mouths fully open with their tongues still dancing around each other.

It was Jessica who finally broke the embrace. Ryan groaned a protest and looked into Jessica's eyes.

"Let me hang out with my friends a little longer and I'll take you home to my place." She whispered into his ear.

"But I'm horny now!" Ryan whispered back.

"Too damn bad. Either hold it or use the bathroom."
"But I've already used the bathroom once today because of you."

Jessica smiled at him and kissed him before turning and walking towards her friends.

Ryan stood there for a second and then walked back to his bar stool. As he sat down Paul walked up with yet another beer. "The hot blonde said you better make sure you make this one last."

Ryan chuckled and accepted the beer. "Thanks Paul."
"Didn't I tell the solution to your problems was walking through the door."
"Yes you did, but she is my girl problems." Ryan said while taking a swig of beer.

Paul looked at Ryan in confusion. "So it's your ex?"

"Nope, anything but. We work together and we've been dating for a few weeks now. I was beyond horny today and was kind of hoping to get some tonight, but she already had plans. So I went home, alone, and just wanted her but couldn't have her so I came here and it turns out this is where she and her friends were going. We didn't plan it and she never mentioned where she was going tonight."

"So are you just going to let her leave you."
"Nope, she said we can go back to her place tonight." Ryan gave Paul a goofy smile that told Paul Ryan had had enough to drink.

After Ryan finished his beer Paul handed him a bottle of water.

"This one's on the house, too, chief." Paul told him.

"Don't call me chief!" Ryan slurred at him, "That's my boss!" Paul couldn't help but laugh. He'd never seen Ryan this way before.

"So what do you think of her?" Paul asked him.

Ryan swallowed his mouthful of water and loudly declared "She's great! She's the most amazing girl I've ever been with! I don't ever want to be away from her!"

"You love her, don't you?" Paul asked Ryan.

Ryan sat there for a second trying to think. The alcohol was making the decision making process difficult. Did he love Jessica? In some way, yes, he loved her very much so, but in a platonic way. But did he love her the way Paul was insinuating? Ryan couldn't figure it out.

Paul chuckled at Ryan's misfortune of not being able to comprehend what he was asking.

"How about you tell me some other time?" Paul asked him.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." Ryan said, still pondering the question.

"I have to say," Paul started, "You're one lucky guy."

"Yeah, I guess I am." Ryan said.

After sitting at the bar talking with Paul for over an hour, Ryan a pair of gentle hands and slender arms wrap around his abdomen. He turned to see Jessica's beautiful face looking back at him.

"You ready to go big guy?" she asked him.

"Anytime you are beautiful." Ryan beamed at her, and Jessica could tell he was still some form of drunk. She kissed him and helped him off the barstool. They walked out the door hand in hand to a car waiting for them, the black girl with the afro behind the wheel.

"Take us home Kari." Jessica said to her, as she and Ryan climbed in the backseat.

"You got it boss!" Kari responded.

Ryan felt no inhibitions as they rode in the car. He started kissing Jessica and roaming his hands all over her body. Jessica had to slow him down before they had sex right there in the back of Kari's car. Kari didn't seem to mind. She knew about parts of Jessica's past and her problem with finding a good guy. And here Jessie was, making out with an extremely hot guy in the back of her car who could clearly only think of Jessie in that moment.

Ok so after writing this chapter I kind of realized that I made Ryan into a light weight. I mean a guy his size should be pretty good after seven beers, especially on a full stomach, but oh well maybe Ryan is a hemophiliac or something. I tried to work in more beer, but it didn't happen. Silly boys.