AN: Thank you all so much for your reviews they make my day! Without further ado, the long awaited date!
Will watched anxiously as the clock crept closer to 8 pm. Looking down at his shirt he suddenly hated the way it looked, and quickly went back into his room to change it for the fifth time tonight. Everything had to be perfect because come on its Frankie, and she deserves perfection. Will was still in shock over the fact that Frankie agreed to go out with him in the first place. He's noticed the mood around them has changed significantly since Sophie arrived. They spent more time together, more intense flirting, more touching, hell even an almost kiss or two. Will was hoping this evening would be the push they need to venture over that line into something more.
Looking at himself in the mirror he fixed his collar, and smoothed down the nonexistent fly-aways of his hair. Exiting the master, he made a left and went down the hall towards Sophie's room. Gently pushing the door open he found her asleep in the crib. He silently walked across the room and placed a soft kiss to her forehead and brushed a few curls off her face. He wondered what a little boy would look like with his brown hair and Frankie's hazel eyes. He had to stop himself from going down that road, she agreed to go on a date with you not bare your children let's take it down a notch. Walking into the kitchen he found the nanny, Amanda, he hired typing away at her laptop on the kitchen counter.
"I'm uh not sure when I'll be back." He said sheepishly. He wanted to seem like a gentleman because he certainly wasn't expecting anything to happen tonight between him and Frankie but if something did happen he wanted to be prepared. He didn't want to tell Amanda he'd be home at one time and then leave her sitting here waiting for him if he wasn't back when he said.
"It's alright Mr. Chase. I'm used to odd hours, it's my job." Amanda informed with a smile. Will had thoroughly done his research before letting anyone other than Frankie watch over Sophie. Amanda was from the best nanny service in the city. These nannies had degrees in child development, child care, teaching and some even had nursing degrees. They often dealt with high profile clients so, like Amanda said, she was used to odd hours of the night. Will returned the smile before checking his watch. 7:45 shit! He wasn't going to have time to get Frankie flowers because he spent too long bullshitting with his clothes. He bid a quick goodbye to Amanda, and a silent goodbye to Sophie, before heading outside. Will quickly made his way out to his car knowing he if he stopped for flowers would probably be late to pick up Frankie and he was irritated with himself. He was confused when he saw Susan standing next to his car with a bouquet.
"What are you doing here?" Will asked giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"I knew you'd probably be so worked up over which shirt to wear that you would probably forget flowers and then get angry at yourself and mope all night." Susan shrugged and Will was a little fearful of how scary accurate her assumption was. "I just want Frankie to have a good night, don't screw this up Will." She gave him a glare that showed she had clearly been spending too much time around Frankie.
"I wouldn't dream of it." Will said surely, taking the flowers from Susan and unlocking the door to his car. "Thanks for this I owe you one!"
He reached Frankie's building with a few minutes to spare. Will took the steps two at a time, trying to find a way to expel his nervous energy. Just the idea of going on a date with Frankie made his heart race but going on the actual date made him feel like he was back in middle school, about to go on his first date. Looking down the hallway he saw the familiar 127 on her door. His heart raced faster with each step he took closer to the apartment. Will checked his watch again… 7:58. He raised his hand but stop inches before knocking on the door, he was so nervous his couldn't bring himself to knock. Get it together Whiskey! He did say 8:00 and it was only 7:58 so he kept telling himself he was early and that's why he was too scared to knock. He repeated his actions a few more times, knuckles never making contact with the door.
"Are you ever going to knock or are you just going to stand out there all night?" he could practically hear her smirk through the door. A wide grin broke out on Will's face and he laughed lightly as he finally knocked on the door. The door slowly opened, Will the moment he saw her he knew he was a goner. That dress must have been specially designed with Frankie in mind because it fit her perfectly. It was classy yet sexy at the same time, just like her, and the black fabric a stark contrast against her pale skin. Her hair in lose curls swept to the side exposing her neck and Will blushed slightly at the memory of the last time he had access to her neck. He cleared his throat to try and get rid of his thoughts.
"These are for you." He said shyly as he handed her the bouquet. She accepted them with a wide smile and his heart skipped a beat, he had a feeling it wouldn't be the last time that happened tonight either.
"Aw Will they're beautiful! Lilies, they're my favorite!" she gushed sticking her nose into the flowers.
"I remember." He said softly, both smiling at the memory of when they had to play a couple at the wedding. Walking through the garden Frankie made an off-handed comment about lilies being her favorite flower. Will being Will he never forgot.
"I'm going to go put these in water really fast, you can come in if you'd like." She offered. As she turned to retreat into her apartment Will was not prepared for the other half of that stunning dress. His mouth went bone dry at the sight of her completely bare back. He could see every curve of her muscles and every scar that graced her skin, desperately wanting to place a healing kiss to each one. He swallowed hard and balled his hands into fists, willing himself not to grab her and show her just how much he appreciated that dress. He was a gentleman after all. Deciding it was safer in the doorway of her apartment he politely declined and waited for her to come back. Watching her walk back towards him he almost groaned at the high leg slit, goddamn this woman is trying to kill me. The dim lighting in her apartment did nothing to mask the sparkle in her eyes and Will felt like his heart was going to stop beating.
"You ready to go?" Will asked extending an elbow to her which she graciously accepted.
"Where are we going?" she asked pulling the door closed, her other hand coming to rest over the one that was nestled in his arm.
"That's a surprise." He teased.
"Come on you know I hate surprises." She warned with no real edge to her voice.
"Do you trust me?" he whispered low against her ear, smirking at the way she sucked in a light breath.
"Yes." She breathed. Will led them down the stairs and out to the waiting car. He quickly opened the door for her and she blushed slightly with a small "thank you." Running around to the other side of the car Will scooted in next to her. The ride to their destination was spent in silence, a comfortable silence. They occasionally snuck glances at each other, but blushed and turned away when they were caught. Will almost laughed out loud, this was ridiculous, they had hung out so many times before why was this time so different? Was it the possibility of more? Will couldn't wait to see Frankie's face when she saw where they were going, Will had this planned for weeks before he finally got the courage to ask her…albeit it was the night before, but better late than never.
Frankie raised an eyebrow when she saw Will pull into the parking lot of a shooting range. "You always say you're a better shot than me, now's the time to prove it." He said smugly, getting out of the car and running around to the other side to open the door for her. She graciously accepted his hand and Will was thrilled when she didn't let go. He got concerned when she stopped walking.
"Will we are way over dressed for a shooting range were gonna look like idiots." She said looking down at her dress.
"Well then it's a good thing no one else is here then." He said with a twinkle in his eye, "and that dress will fit in perfectly for what I've got planned next."
"Next?" Frankie asked with a soft smile.
"Of course next, you my darling are getting the full Will Chase experience." He squeezed her hand and was surprised to see a light blush creep up on her cheeks. This was a completely different side to Frankie and he was loving it. "I promise if you don't have fun you can pick what we do next time." Frankie froze and Will held his breath, this was going well and he had to go and spook her. He inwardly cursed and was about to back track when his heart skipped beat at her small laugh.
Frankie smiled, "I'll agree to those terms." Will's heart soared, she basically agreed to go on a second date with him. Their night barely started and already it was going better than Will ever could have hoped for.
They walked in and all the lights were dimmed, save for the string of white lights hung everywhere. Frankie's eyes lit up as she took in the scene, Will watched her with wonder. She had a gift for being able to take his breath away without even trying. It didn't matter if she wore her tact vest or a fancy dress she was always stunning. She turned to face him,
"Show me what you got Whiskey." She challenged.
They each took a stall and it was no surprise that they turned everything into a competition. Who could load the fastest, who could empty their mag first, who made more shots, who made the hardest shot. Frankie shifted back and forth, wondering if what she was about to do would go over well or blow up in her face.
"Frankie come on you're slacking, I know you could have easily made that shot." He teased reloading his gun.
"I guess I've just been out of practice, maybe I need some help." She bit her lip and looked at him through her lashes. Will looked confused for a second and then thankfully caught her drift almost instantly. He smirked at her and then crossed over into her stall.
"Well first off that stance is horrible how do you expect to hit anything when you're standing like that." He teased coming up behind her and putting his hands on her hips. She let him adjust her both knowing full well that she didn't need to be shown how to shoot a gun. Even Will would admit she's a better shot than him, and he has many times. "You want this foot to be slightly behind this foot." He was flush up against her back and Frankie felt shocks going down her spine. Next he grabbed her arms and positioned them straight out in front of her, his head came to rest on her shoulder right next to hers and she could feel his warm breath on her cheek as he spoke. "Okay just lock your elbows and aim." He took a few steps away but kept a hand on her back and she aimed and hit the bullseye five times in a row. "Perfect." He said so breathlessly that Frankie wasn't sure if she was meant to hear it or not.
"You ready for the next stop?" Will asked putting the guns back on the counter
"The next stop?" she asked surprised. She was having so much fun she had forgotten that there was more to the date.
"We have reservations for drinks at Bemelmans. I need a drink after watching you try to hit a target, that was just sad." He deadpanned, Frankie hit him playfully on the chest, he caught her hand and gave it a light squeeze as he intertwined their fingers, "I'm kidding." The two laughed and joked with each other all the way to the bar, the slight awkwardness from before completely vanished. To the outside world it was almost as if they had been dating for years as oppose to this being their first official date.
Arriving at the bar the maître d greeted them and promptly showed them to their table with a quick, "right this way Mr. and Mrs. Chase." He probably assumed they were married, as everyone always does, but for some reason Frankie felt a thrill at being address that way. It didn't sound odd to her at all. When that happened in the past it made her feel awkward and tense but now it just felt right. And they were basically married in every sense of the word, just not on paper. She looked over at Will for his reaction, he must have been thinking the same thing because the words didn't even phase him, that or he just didn't hear.
"Two whiskeys please" he ordered as soon as the waiter arrived at their table. They made small talk while waiting for their drinks to arrive. This was the most relaxed and at ease Frankie had ever remembered being in her entire life and she never wanted that feeling to end. Once their glasses were placed in front of them Will raised his towards Frankie.
"Cheers" he smiled.
"Cheers" she said softly, her smile equally as wide.
"I cannot believe you threw a peanut down that lady's dress!" she giggled loudly as they made their way back up the stairs to her apartment.
"Her boobs were so fake she probably didn't even feel it." He laughed as he supported her up the stairs. She was grateful because even though she could handle her liquor pretty well this long dress plus heels plus stairs was just a recipe for disaster.
"Shhh Frankie! You'll wake your neighbors" he scolded playfully after she laughed so hard at his last comment she snorted. She blushed slightly, embarrassed by the fact that Will heard her snort but she blushed even harder when he told her he found it adorable. Frankie was very aware of Will's proximity as they made their way towards her apartment. She could smell his cologne and the faint smell of whiskey all around her. Her mind fogged at the scent that was just so… Will. Her heart starting beating faster wondering if she should invite him in, if they would kiss goodnight, how far should she let it go. She fished around her small clutch for her keys, she fumbled a bit trying to put them into the lock.
"Here let me." Will's lips ghosted her ear, his hot breath sent shivers down her spin. She turned around to invite him in and she lost her breath when she saw that his normally striking green eyes were a harsh black. She saw his gaze fall to her lips, as if he was asking permission. She was not about to let this opportunity slip past her again. She looked up at him through her lashes, and gently tugged her bottom lip through her teeth. A silent acknowledgement that she wants him as bad as he wants her. Not wasting a second he closed the gap between them. Even though she was expecting it Frankie let out a squeak of surprise, mostly at how good it felt to finally have his lips against hers again. His hands made their way around her waist, fingers grazing her lower back, as he deepened the kiss. He gently nipped at her bottom lip causing her to groan. Seizing the opportunity Will swept his tongue across her bottom lip and she willingly opened up to him. Their tongues fought for dominance and he surprised her by lightly catching hers between his teeth. She moaned loudly and hooked her thigh around his leg, pulling him impossibly closer. His hand moved to the exposed skin of her leg slit, pushing her against the door. Her skin burned everywhere his fingers danced across her skin. She ran her fingers through his hair encouraging his behavior. She smirked into his lips at his moan of approval. He dropped his lips to the spot at the base of her throat causing Frankie's head to fall back against the door with a light thud. She moaned softly, turning to give him more access as he sucked and bit at her neck. Needing to feel his lips on hers again she grabbed his face and crashed their lips together. This kiss was nothing like she had ever experienced before; hot, passionate, intense but it also carried trust and affection. And a hint of something else…longing? Will suddenly broke the kiss, much to Frankie's displeasure. He rest his forehead against hers, their heavy breaths mingling together, leaving Frankie more lightheaded than any drink ever could. He placed one more kiss to her swollen lips.
"I should probably go." He breathed as he turned and walked away. Frankie watched his form disappear down the hallway, too shocked and breathless to call out after him. She steadied herself against the doorknob, forgetting it was unlocked and the door fell open. Raising a shaking hand to her tingling lips she stumbled backwards into the apartment.
AN: is it hot in here or is it just fierywhiskey? Let me know what you guys thought of their date!
