Hey guys! I know this one is relitively short, but I'm doing it for a reason. There is a method to my madness people!
Happy Reading! XOXO-Erika
I was almost dreading going back to the garage, but I knew it couldn't be avoided. I pulled my car into the garage and was really surprised to see that it was mainly empty, with the exception of Han's car, and a few prize cars that had been one in races and such.
Neela tried and tried to convince me to let her come with me, just incase anything "got out of hand" as she put it. Pshh. The only thing that she had to worry about when it came to that was me trying not to jump Han…the reminder of that hot yet sickingly sweet kiss still had my mind reeling.
I got out of my car, slamming the door on purpose, letting my presence be known. As expected, he came from his office, looking quite taken aback that I was here.
"What's wrong? Not expecting me?" I asked, half joking.
I watched him as he came to lean over the railing, looking at me. His hair was framed around his face and looked a bit disheveled, almost like he was really stressed and had been running his hands through them exceedingly.
"Not so soon, in the least," he replied.
"Why would you go and do a thing like that?" I asked, getting straight to the point. I wasn't in the mood for games, plus I don't think my headache could deal with anymore crap.
"Seemed like the thing to do."
I narrowed my eyes at him and crossed my arms. He seemed unphased by my current mood.
"Though it wasn't very nice to leave me hanging without a ride," he continued, making his way over to the stairs and down them.
"Hey, I did too! Sean came and got you didn't he?" I objected. He sauntered over and stood in front of me.
"Yeah, but you shouldn't have left me in the first place."
I wasn't that sure about how I felt about him being so close to me. It was mixtures of wanting to jump in his arms and ravish him and wanting to punch him dead in his stomach.
"Look, how about we just put it behind us?" I suggested, knowing that this was going nowhere.
"That's not possible," he replied simply. He took a step towards me and pulled me against him, his hands resting on my waist. I was frozen in place, all signs of remote braveness gone within a simple touch.
I watched him as he closed his eyes and tilted his head, leaning in towards me. I almost pushed him away…almost. He kissed me gently, softer than before on the mountain. Our lips moved together in sync, and my little, cereal-eating world focused in on nothing but Han.
I had unknowingly reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck while we kissed. My hands found their way into his hair and I tried pulling him closer to me, and needless to say, he was a little more than willing. After a few moments of very heated kissing, Han pulled back a little. I felt his teeth graze my lower lip and nibble lightly. I grinned and started kissing him again.
What about me Jack?
My first thought was, "Oh shut up Dom", followed by "Dom? What the hell?"
I concluded that my mind was getting the better of me and a guilt trip was about to be thrown at me. And oh how completely right I was. Memories of Dom and I came flooding through my senses and I pulled back, backing up a few steps.
"Han, I can't. Dom…" I trailed off. I looked up at his face from the ground and he looked as if he was in deep thought.
After a few seconds, he nodded. "Okay," he said so softly, I almost didn't hear it. He turned on his heel, climbed the stairs, and returned to his office. I could tell he was trying so hard not to slam the door, but it still came off as pretty loud.
"What the hell was all of that about?" a voice asked. I turned around to see both Twink and Sean standing at the garage door looking at Han's door. Sean was apparently eating a burger of some sort and looked to be in mid bite. Twinkie was holding a melting Popsicle. Both of them had an equally confused look on their faces.
"Don't worry about it," I mumbled, sitting on a nearby toolbox.
I watched them shuffle over to me. Oddly enough, Twinkie decided to play role-reverse and sit on my lap. I didn't care at the moment.
"Ya dooh know if ya need someone to tahlk to, we're awash here," Sean said, mouth full of food. I cringed, seeing more than I wanted to. Was I that bad when I talked like that? Ugh. Certainly hoped not.
"I know. Thanks guys," I replied, leaning my head on Twink's shoulder.
Things at the shop got kinda-sorta-ish back to normal. We were all sitting in the loft, goofing off. We had just gotten back from some very successful races and we were all celebrating, Han included. He had seemed sort of distant lately, but I think he was mostly just giving me space. He didn't even play guard dog as much at the races. Not that I really needed him to.
I was wearing an off-the-shoulder cut-off Batman shirt with black jeans that had holes ripped up all the way up the legs. My feet were hurting on account of the heels that Neela snuck me into. I have to admit though, these were Converse heels. The ones that look like a regular Chucks, but had a huge four-inch heel on the bottom. They were pretty cool if I do say so myself. I even had a Batman choker necklace on that Twink had given me when I had dragged him to go shopping for the outfit. Neela convinced me to get temporary Batman-yellow tips on my hair and I had it braided loosely to one side of my head.
I noticed that I really only got hit on a few times the whole time we were there, and I have a feeling that Han strangely had something to do with it.
It was just the main crew in the loft, lounging about on the furniture. Han decided he just wanted all of us to spend some time together. We were all laughing, arguing, playing around; being a family.
I was half-listening to this pretty funny story about Earl in his teenager years when I got a brilliant idea.
"Han," I said, turning towards him. "Can we go camping?"
First of all, he looked kind of surprised that I was talking to him. "Camping?" he repeated, as if trying to picture all of us in the woods.
"In Tokyo?" Twink interjected.
"Yeah," I said. "We could go up in the mountains or something."
"I miss camping," Sean said with a peculiar look on his face, then turned to me. "I'm in."
"YEAH!" I exclaimed, jumping up from my chair to high-five him. "Who else?"
"Do we have to sleep there?" Neela asked, obviously apprehensive about the whole thing.
I saw Han roll his eyes. "That's part of camping," he said.
"So there's no bathrooms?" Twink asked.
"There's several trees," Sean answered, smiling at his friend.
"Hell no," Earl said. "Consider me out."
"Aww, come on Earl!" I said, walking over to him. "It'll be fun."
"I don't think that sleeping on the dirt, sitting around a fire, and getting eaten alive by bugs all while not having indoor plumbing would be considered fun, Jack," Reiko said, not so cool with the idea.
"Too bad," Han said, taking a sip of his beer.
"WHAT?" he was answered in stereo.
"Camping it is," he said, shrugging.
He was rewarded with several groans, aside from me who was jumping with glee. Unthinkingly, I ran over to him and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you. It'll be fun I promise," I whispered, and rushed off to my room. As I shut my door, I heard Neela ask a quiet room, "Does this mean I get to go shopping?"
I almost laughed as I flopped down on my bed, falling asleep almost instantly.
"Neela we do not need that much stuff!"
"You never know!"
"We're going to be gone for two days, not two months."
"All the more reason to be prepared."
"It's not going to fit in the car."
"So? We'll put it in Twink's car."
My best friend was honestly starting to get on my last nerve. She had packed everything from toilet paper, to shoe polish…SHOE POLISH! What the hell were we going to need shoe polish for?
"Will you guys stop fighting?" Sean complained, throwing his small travel bag in the trunk of his car and shut it. I had already forewarned everyone to bring tons of blankets, so pretty much everyone's back seat in their car was filled with blankets and comforters.
Han had gone out and took the liberty to buy one huge tent with several individual rooms in them where people could sleep. It looked pretty complicated and I was only looking over the massive box that it came in.
Thirty minutes, two arguments, several dirty looks, and a huff of annoyance from Han, we were finally on the road. Han took the lead up the familiar roads and I tested my abilities. I was behind both Sean and Han, with Neela riding up front with me.
"What are you doing?" she asked, noticing the look of mischief in my eyes.
"Oh nothing," I said, smirking.
I changed gears rather quickly and soon enough, I had eventually passed Sean, much to his irritation. As I passed him, he looked at me, then Neela. I grinned at him and he stuck his tongue out at me. Both Neela and I started laughing.
I flipped him the bird as I passed him, I caught up with Han, who was wavering. I looked in his rearview mirror, and caught his eyes looking at me.
I smirked, knowing that he was still at least my friend. We finally pulled into the place that Han thought was suitable, and we all started unloading.
Han, Earl, and Sean started working on putting up the monster of a tent. Twink refused to touch the thing, and quite honestly, I wouldn't blame him. He settled with helping me find firewood while Reiko and Neela worked on getting the food ready to cook.
It was already about 4:30 and I was hoping like hell the guys were smart enough to put the tent together before it got too dark.
"So what are we supposed to be doing again?" Twink asked me for the third time in ten minutes. We were wandering around, and I was making him hold the wood and carry it since he obviously was too useless when it came to the outdoors.
"We're getting wood for the fire, so it'll last us through the night."
When I was satisfied that we had a big enough supply, we headed back to camp. Both Reiko and Neela were already done with their little jobs. They had gone and organized the coolers, chairs, and tables into their respective places. They were sitting on a few plastic lawn chairs, watching the guys have trouble putting up the massive tent.
"Where is that godforsaken fucking strap?" Earl yelled, clearly frustrated.
"That doesn't go there genius, it goes over the shiny stick," Sean announced.
"I'm going to kill the creator of this damn thing," Han mumbled to himself, trying to read the directions.
"It's amazing how if you ask them to rebuild an engine, they can do it no problem," I said to Reiko, taking a soda from a nearby cooler. "But you give them a tent and they're all senseless baboons."
Han looked up at me, apparently having heard my comment. "Why don't you get your ass over here and help then, Miss Know-It-All."
I grinned and made my way over to the jumbled up mess.
Fifteen minutes and a slew of cursings later, the tent was up and ready to sleep in.
"Well I'll be damned," Sean muttered. "Maybe you shoulda done it to begin with Shortie."
I rolled my eyes. "It helps if people actually know what the hell they're doing."
"Can we shut up and roast marshmallows now?" Twink whined.
We all laughed ,and Han sauntered over and started the fire. He began squirting lighter fluid on several of the chunks of wood.
"Han that is way too much fluid," I said, stepping a bit back.
"I know what I'm doing Jack," he said, squirting even more of it over the wood.
"You're going to end up burning off your luscious hair Han. Let it go man," Sean said, getting hand-fed some marshmallows from Neela.
"Shut it."
I sighed. I moved over behind him and pulled his hair back and tying it with one of my extra ponytails.
"There," I said stepping back.
Everyone else was off doing whatever, so they really didn't see what I had done.
Han turned around and half smiled at me. "Thanks," he said, and turned back to the soon-be-fire.
He took out a box of matches and the whole crew scrambled to get away. I hid behind a tree that was several yards away, peeking out from behind it. He lit it and there was a small fireball that lifted about eight feet in the air and it turned into a regular fire.
"Holy shit Han!" was the main response.
"Cry babies," I heard him mutter once we were all huddled around the fire.
We had all been sitting there having a grand old time, making our way through the second bag of sugary fluffiness when there was a really loud cellphone ring. We all turned towards the noise and it was Han.
"Damn it Han, really?" I complained.
"Oh shush," he said, ruffling my hair as he stood up and walked away to answer it.
"We shouldn't have phones when we're out camping," I huffed.
"Yeah, god knows you pried mine from my hands," Twink mumbled.
I looked over at Han, who was now talking lowly and staring at me. I gave him a questionable look, but he just shrugged it off and turned around. Something was up, and I had a feeling that I wasn't going to like it.
ANONYMOUS POV
"Did you have to call me right now?" Han asked me sounding rather annoyed.
"Cut the crap. Are you going to bring the girl to me or not?" I asked him.
There was silence for a minute. "You know I am."
"Good boy. When?"
I heard him sigh. "Sunday."
"See you then." I said.
"Yeah, whatever," he said and hung up. I just laughed and shut the cell phone.
"They're coming back Sunday," I told the person sitting next to me. They just smirked.
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