Leather Jacket

He's wearing a leather jacket when she arrives at the bar at the prearranged time. She sees him the moment she steps inside. She has always loved leather. The smell, the feel of it beneath her fingers…

The combination of both it and Mac, two of her favourite things, makes her heart beat that little bit faster. It had already been pounding when she first set out.

She smiles and waves at him when he too picks her out in the crowd. Their eyes connect but only for a second because someone pushes past her and her vision of him is obscured. That doesn't matter though because he makes his way to her and meets her in the middle.

In silence, they head for the side of the bar where the crowd isn't so rough. He takes her hand in his and guides her. She can't help but grin madly at that. Two dates and already he was taking charge. He was being open about their new relationship. He was holding her hand in public.

They reach their destination and lean back against the wall, side by side. They watch the bustle of people around them, holding drinks, pushing through the crowd to find friends and dancing. After awhile, their eyes meet once more. They both want to be elsewhere. Together. Away from all these people.

She quirks an eyebrow, nods towards the door. "Want to get out of here?"

His smile makes her heart pause in its racing to skip a beat. "I do."

She grabs his hand again and leads him outside to fresh air.

When they reach his car, he snakes his arms around her waist and kisses her.

She kisses him back and breathes in the heavy leather scent of his jacket.