Well, the updating process has been slow, but I've been very busy so work with me here. Here's the next chapter for you.
Jack pushed himself up on shaking arms and slowly made his way to the nearest tavern. Once inside he grabbed a stool and sat down by the bar where he was met by a shockingly beautiful bar maid. She wasn't like the other local women in the tavern who looked gritty and used; she was fair in the face and had a soft accent to match. Jack knew he was smitten; it wasn't hard to tell seeing as many beautiful women had come his way and he always politely passed them by. What made her so enchanting?
Her unavailability he thought as the real bartender grabbed her possessively around the waist and softly kissed her lips.
The man shouted," Last call!" while the woman cleaned the dark chestnut bar, you could see they were both ready to close up for the night. Jack started to panic. He had nowhere to stay.
"Please," Jack slurred getting the attention of the barmaid," I was dropped off here and I have no money." What a great way to start a conversation, 'Hi I'm broke and cold please don't think to lowly of me', he taunted himself. "I was wondering if you had an extra place in your house for me to stay for the night?" Normally he would flash a charming grin to accompany the statement, but he was not feeling eccentric at the moment.
"Well, I don't have an extra place for you to stay, but your welcome to make due with what I have for the night," she lightly laughed.
She was gorgeous there was no denying that and a night at her place couldn't be that terrible. So he helped clean up the shop then followed her home. He took this time to notice that the bartender that had recently been all over her was not accompanying them. He decided not to press the issue, he really didn't want to here about her stories of passion that didn't involve himself.
When they reached her insignificant worn down house Jack realized what she meant when she said there was no room. It could hardly harvest one being.
"I know it's not much, but I only sleep here. The rest of the day, and much of the night, I spend time with friends and any close friends I happen to have at the moment, if you know what I mean. I like it here," she retorted to Jack's unasked question.
"Oh, it's fine. I'd rather be here than out on the street," He laughed, albeit softly, for the first time in ages.
Oh! A love interest? No way!? Well, we'll find out soon enough. Hehe. Sorry for the short chapter, just trying to get things rolling again. This woman won't be here to long I don't like Betty Sues much. I think she may get with Jack, though. It'll be interesting I promise! As always REVIEW!
Jack pushed himself up on shaking arms and slowly made his way to the nearest tavern. Once inside he grabbed a stool and sat down by the bar where he was met by a shockingly beautiful bar maid. She wasn't like the other local women in the tavern who looked gritty and used; she was fair in the face and had a soft accent to match. Jack knew he was smitten; it wasn't hard to tell seeing as many beautiful women had come his way and he always politely passed them by. What made her so enchanting?
Her unavailability he thought as the real bartender grabbed her possessively around the waist and softly kissed her lips.
The man shouted," Last call!" while the woman cleaned the dark chestnut bar, you could see they were both ready to close up for the night. Jack started to panic. He had nowhere to stay.
"Please," Jack slurred getting the attention of the barmaid," I was dropped off here and I have no money." What a great way to start a conversation, 'Hi I'm broke and cold please don't think to lowly of me', he taunted himself. "I was wondering if you had an extra place in your house for me to stay for the night?" Normally he would flash a charming grin to accompany the statement, but he was not feeling eccentric at the moment.
"Well, I don't have an extra place for you to stay, but your welcome to make due with what I have for the night," she lightly laughed.
She was gorgeous there was no denying that and a night at her place couldn't be that terrible. So he helped clean up the shop then followed her home. He took this time to notice that the bartender that had recently been all over her was not accompanying them. He decided not to press the issue, he really didn't want to here about her stories of passion that didn't involve himself.
When they reached her insignificant worn down house Jack realized what she meant when she said there was no room. It could hardly harvest one being.
"I know it's not much, but I only sleep here. The rest of the day, and much of the night, I spend time with friends and any close friends I happen to have at the moment, if you know what I mean. I like it here," she retorted to Jack's unasked question.
"Oh, it's fine. I'd rather be here than out on the street," He laughed, albeit softly, for the first time in ages.
Oh! A love interest? No way!? Well, we'll find out soon enough. Hehe. Sorry for the short chapter, just trying to get things rolling again. This woman won't be here to long I don't like Betty Sues much. I think she may get with Jack, though. It'll be interesting I promise! As always REVIEW!