Someone Chapter 2
I am pumped as I follow Christian out of the bar and we slide into his SUV. I wish he had the R8 with him. Gawd I love that car. "So where are we headed bro?" Christian doesn't answer. Again, he's so focused on his Must Rescue Anastasia mission, I think he may have forgotten I'm even here. We take off through Portland but only go a few streets. Then he parks in some lot near the strip.
I have absolutely no idea where we're heading and Christian doesn't say , but we can hear the distant music of the dance clubs. As we cross the parking lot we see a girl obviously less than interested in someone else's tongue being forced down her throat. Christian moves faster. As we approach I hear him very firmly, and rather menacingly, say "I think the lady said no."
What now? Are we out to save every chick in Portland? What about this Anastasia he wanted to rescue? Weren't we on our way to save her? She's the one I want to meet, not get sidetracked playing Captain America on some other inebriated girl. What the hell!
But very quickly I surmise this is Anastasia. Oh… I stand back and watch as Christian holds her hair back and helps her graciously take on the duty of tending to the azaleas with regurgitated alcohol. Oh yeah. Just gotta' love when a girl gets so drunk she vomits. Such a turn on.
I lean against a lamp post to watch the show. I have to smile as I watch him gently hold her and wait it out. It's kinda' cute. Then I notice the guy she was with, this Jose' guy, starts to head back in the bar. What an ass! OK so maybe some other guy came up and took his girl right out from under him, but he wasn't doing anything to help her in the first place. I'm not going to let this jerk just walk away in case he really did do something and Anastasia wants to, I don't know… press charges?
I follow him into the bar. He looks back over his shoulder and sees me. I can tell he's not very comfortable with this but I don't give a fuck. I'm on Christian's side. I don't even care what I'm taking sides for! I hear him talking to someone near him as he sits down at his table, "Ana's outside. Grey showed up. He's with her."
"What!?" I hear a shocked female voice screech. " Grey's here?! At the bar?!" and I watch as a perfect body with perfect strawberry blonde hair swings around and stops abruptly when it runs into my chest. The lady who apparently owns the body takes a step back. "Ow! Hey watch where you're…" But the screeching fades off as that perfect body looks up at me and I see the most adorable face ever attached to a perfect body, I've ever seen.
"So sorry," I say quietly since my normal speech pattern seems to have left me stranded here. "My fault."
"No. I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." She's staring at me, I think. I know I'm staring at her. She's saying something. She could be reciting the Declaration of Independence and the only reply I'd be able to muster at this moment would be a dumbfounded 'Uh huh.'
"Um, excuse me, but I need to go out and help my friend Ana," she apparently repeats softly. I really don't want her to go anywhere. I'm really liking her right here, right now. Then I realize what she just said.
"Do you mean Anastasia? Is she your friend?" She nods. " My brother's with her. She's fine. Well, she will be when she stops feeding the flowers."
She looks quizzically at me. "Feeding the flowers?"
"Yeah. She's puking on them as we speak." Thank God, my brain function slips back into normal and I'm back to my typical friendly, yet snarky self. I can't help it. I have to smile at her and flash the famous Elliot Grey dimples. I can actually see her melting!
"Oh!" I'm not even sure the sound she makes is an actual word, but god it's cute. Especially since it's accompanied by such a dynamite smile! "Your brother? "
As the music is suddenly turned up to 'you-didn't-really-need-those-eardrums-anyway' loud, I have to lean in to practically yell in her ear "Yeah. Christian's my little brother. I'm Elliot Grey." I'm so glad I did. She smells delicious! "Do you want a drink?" I ask. She turns and grabs the one from the table.
"I already have one, but just a second…" She quickly downs the blue liquid and pops the cherry onto her mouth. "Looks like I could use another!" What a cutie! I take her hand and head over to the bar. She orders another Blue Lagoon and I order a Bitter Monk. On our way back to the table she tells me her name is Kate, she and Ana have been best friends all through school, and she was really bummed out that Ana had to do the interview with Christian.
"Wait, so you're the tenacious one who got Christian to agree to do an interview in the first place? Do you know how rare that is? He hates doing interviews!" She just smiles proudly and takes another sip of her drink. "Are you the one who was supposed to interview him?" She nods shyly. Damn! "Well, I'm glad you were sick!"
"Excuse me? That's a strange thing to say to someone!" She looks hurt and confused. I don't like that I made her feel that way, but the thought that my little brother might not have met his someone, and more importantly, that he might have fallen for this beauty and I wouldn't be here with her right now almost makes me angry.
"I didn't mean that the way it sounds. Christian doesn't really do the girlfriend thing. It's actually pretty sweet that he fell for your friend." And not you, I think to myself. "Do you want to dance? " She smiles again, but looks at the door. I know she's worried about her friend. I lean into her again… Delicious! "She's fine! Trust me. Christian's got her. I won't let him leave without telling me anyway. He's my ride! At least I hope he remembers he's my ride."
She turns back to me and flashes that smile again! I swear if she gives it to me one more time, I'll probably explode. "Sure! I'd love to dance!" I take her hand and pull her out to the dance floor. I so want to wrap my arms around her perfect body… Did I mention it's a perfect body? She starts to move and just watching her is getting me hard… She seems to be OK with dancing close so I wholeheartedly oblige! I take her hands in mine, they are so small and delicate…
Ironically, she yells "You have such strong hands! " She spreads her fingers and puts her hand up against mine. We keep the rest of our bodies moving to the techno rhythm I'm not even paying any attention to. "Your fingers are so muscular… You don't spend your day at desk work, do you?"
"No. I'm usually carrying heavy boards and nailing pieces together." I'm not sure she heard me over the loud music.
"Nailing? That's an interesting job description. What kind of job has you 'nailing' people? Is it even legal?"
Oh baby, I'd love to 'nail' you right now in lots of ways that aren't legal, I think to myself. But knowing how that will go over and that I really don't want to piss this girl off, I reply honestly. "No... I own a construction business. I nail boards together to make walls."
"Well, it's made your hands very strong, and you know what they say about men with large hands!..."
Did she just say that?! Damn! Then she turns around and backs herself up to me… Yep. I'm hard. I'm really wanting this girl… right now.
Of course my brother picks that moment to remember I'm even with him. Now he's yelling in my ear. "I'm taking Ana home. Can you find something to do while I'm gone?" I just look at him, pull Kate into my arms and grin like the ass I can be! He gets the picture! "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, Elliot!" He gives me a knowing look. That he wouldn't do? Up until an hour ago I didn't even know he ever did anything!
I turn my attention back to Kate to tell her what's happening. OK, I tell her a slight variation, "Christian needs me to find something to do while he takes Ana home. Any ideas?" She nods and waves at Ana as Christian takes her away. Kate and I go back to our dancing. We stop every now and then for a drink and she tells me a bit more about Anastasia. Part of me really wants to know. I mean she's the first girl my brother has ever shown any attraction to, and apparently, he's the first guy she's ever been interested in too! But on the other hand, I just really want to lean in and kiss those cherry lips telling me all this!
My phone rings and it's Christian. Damn. I can't recall a time I wanted to speak to him less than right now. He's probably right out front and ready to go. If he had the R8, well… Nope. Not even the thought of a ride in that gorgeous car could make me happy about leaving right now. "Hey bro, you here?"
"No Elliot. Sorry. Change in plans. Anastasia passed out. I'm taking her back to my suite. If I take her all the way home she'll probably throw up on the upholstery. And she really needs to get in a bed right now. Would you be too put out if I asked you to make other arrangements for the night?" Is it even possible for anyone but Christian to be that formal and snarky at the same time? I can tell he's rolling his eyes as he makes that comment.
Other arrangements? He knows me all too well. "Hang on a second bro." I put my phone down and turn to my gorgeous lady. "Kate, Christian is taking Ana to his hotel." She's obviously surprised and concerned. "She's fine, but she passed out and he's letting her sleep it off there." She's still not looking comfortable with this. "But sadly, that leaves me with nowhere to sleep. Would you happen to know anyone who could put up with me for the night?" That question results in a change in her body language. She nods her head and has the grace to blush. I put the phone back up to my ear, but can't take my eyes off of her. "Got it covered, bro! I hope you'll enjoy your night! I will." When I hang up the phone, Kate takes my hand and I think we're heading back to the dance floor. I'm a little surprised, but not disappointed, when she heads for the door.
"You know," she smiles at me. "Bed sounds really good right about now…"