Pacey went out the back and grabbed his jacket and his car keys. Walking back into the diner he see's Joey waiting for him.
"Where you off to?" She asks
Pacey looks at her quizzically before he replies "Would you like to come and find out?"
Squishing up her face as she pretended to think about it she coyly replies with a shrug "If you want me to keep you company, sure." she grinned.
"That bored huh?" he bumped her shoulder grinning at her as she looked over at Bessie and Bodie with the boys.
"Just a little" she laughs as they walk out together.
"Hey Mom." Pacey says as he and Joey enter the Witter residence. His mother coming out of the kitchen places a kiss on his cheek before standing to examine Joey.
"Josie it has been so long, look at the woman you have matured into." Mrs Witter exclaims.
"It's Joey, Mom." Pacey asserts. "Where is Pops?"
Looking around at the den not seeing his father, Mrs Witter also looking says "He must be in the bathroom. Go have a seat." She ushers them towards the couch before turning around and heading towards the kitchen.
"Mr Witter exits the bathroom and makes his way towards the den where he see's Pacey and Mike Potters kid waiting for him.
"Pop's" Pacey gets up to shake his hand.
Joey stunned at the transformation Mr Witter had undergone since her time away from Capeside. He was more gaunt than usual and although his face still looked mean, his eyes looked softer than before. During the visit Joey watched as Pacey and Mr Witter interacted with each other, the degrading remarks were gone and so was the biting sarcasm. Mr Witter has really mellowed she thought to herself.
Standing Pacey shakes his dad hand again, shoving his coat back on him as they head for the door. "Try to come around dinner time Pop's."
Back in the car, Joey turns to Pacey "What is happening at dinner time?" She asks.
"Usually eating happens at dinner time." Pacey replied distracted "Are you hungry?"
Covering her mouth with her hand from a yawn Joey replies "Yeah, and tired."
Noticing they weren't headed in the direction of the B&B but rather down the beach towards Pacey's house, Joey looks quizzically at Pacey. "Umm this isn't the right way home." She states.
"It's the right way to my home." Pacey answers "I figured since you are tired and hungry that you could cook me dinner while I took a nap." He smiled at her.
"Watch it Witter, I know how to read the poison lables." she banters.
Pulling into the driveway, Pacey unlocks the door and Joey walks inside once again caught off guard from the natural beauty of the apartment.
"Drink?" He offers
"Wine please." staring out over the balcony Pacey hands her a wine glass.
She can sense Pacey is standing close behind her on the balcony not quite touching but close enough. He points over her shoulder towards the lighthouse off in the distance murmuring in her ear. Joey closes her eyes and instinctively leans into Pacey but he had moved beside her so when she leaned back she almost fell over. Grabbing her by the arm, Pacey helps her regain her balance and she spilled her wine over his chest.
Looking at her, Pacey couldn't help but smile "Did you almost fall over from the fumes of that wine woman?"
Blushing profusely, Joey looks at Pacey's shirt now covered in red wine. I will get you a shirt she offered as he went inside to get a sponge to clean the ground.
She found some shirts in the second drawer she looked inside. Walking back towards him she handed him the shirt.
"Thanks." He muttered as he pulled his shirt off and replaced it with the one she handed him.
"Pacey are you hurt?" Joey gasps as she sees bruises and scratches all over his shoulders and chest.
Confused Pacey looks at his body to see what she meant, thinking some wine had got onto his skin before he realised Sadia's fun scars were there.
Seeing the blush creep onto his face, Joey looks away feeling her face turn red also realizing what the scratches meant. Did he dally with a bear? She wondered to herself.
Walking inside and placing his shirt in the sink, he pours Joey another wine before heading into the kitchen to make dinner.
"Mac n Cheese Okay Jo?" He calls out.
"Sure Pace, sounds great." She sips on her wine, walking over to his stereo she is surprised to see his C.D collection. Selecting Adele, she turns the music up and walks back out onto the balcony.
Hearing the music playing Pacey shakes his head, he walks around the corner to see Joey swaying to the beat on the balcony by herself, not caring just being. She looked like a Goddess. After watching her for a few minutes, Pacey decided not to make an issue of the music, if listening to this meant he got to see Joey relaxed and natural then it was worth it.
The enticing aroma of dinner leads Joey back inside. "Need a hand chef?" she asked smiling at Pacey as he stirred the cheese sauce.
Turning the heat off Pacey prepares the macaroni in the dish, pouring the sauce over top and sprinkling with cheese and smoked paprika. Setting the timer and wiping his hands Pacey looks at the bench.
She pours him a glass almost to the rim, Pacey looks at her chuckling "If I drink that, I won't be able to drive you home, and you will be forced to sleep on my couch."
Joey looks at him frowning "How come I can't sleep on the bed and you get the couch?"
"Well, Jo, that is one of the perks of actually living here, I get to decide who gets the comfort of my bed and who doesn't. Plus I am to tall for that couch." He laughs as he takes a sip of the wine.
Leaning against the counter Joey rests her head against her hand musing at what he said. "I don't wan't to sleep in your bed anyway, I might catch something." She grins at him.
"Woman please." He walks up to her and leans in close over her with a cocky grin on his face. "All the ladies want a piece of this" he indicates himself smiling wide.
Not one to back down from a challenge. Joey licks her lips and presses her lips against his ear. "I know you think you are God's gift to women Witter, but I am immune to your charms." She states.
Moving his hand to cup her chin directing her eyes to his he murmurs "Potter, I am the best damn sex you will never have." And before she realises what he is doing, he throws some macaroni at her.
Shrieking and laughing they start a food fight, Pacey ducking down behind the counter as Joey is pelting him with the grapes out of his fruit bowl. Making a dash at her Pacey grabs her arms and throws her over his shoulder, he walks to the couch and lays her down onto it lowering himself with her. Watching her chest rise and fall as she breathed heavily against his arms he loosens his hold on her and uses his free arm to wipe her hair out of her eyes. Inches from each others faces, Pacey stared into Joey's eyes. Unable to determine her thoughts he watched as she closed her eyes and whispered his name "Pace."
The timer on the oven went off and interrupted their reverie. Pacey lifted himself off the floor and walked into the kitchen. Joey reeling from how close they had been from kissing, she wasn't sure why Pacey didn't kiss her, and right now she didn't want to analyse the situation, standing up she walked back to the counter to take a sip of her wine as she watched Pacey dish up some Mac n Cheese for dinner.
"Hey Jo, throw a Movie on will ya." Pacey calls from the kitchen.
"Umm Okay, what do you want to watch?" She asks not sure if her voice sounded normal right then.
"You pick." He chuckled "Lets see if your movie tastes have improved over the years."
Deciding he deserved to be tortured Joey selected Bridget Jone's Diary.
Walking into the lounge carrying a tray of food Pacey shakes his head at the movie choice.
Looking up at the sky "What in Karma's name have I done to deserve this?" he asks.
Settling down beside Joey who had started eating with her eyes glued to the television Pacey shakes his head as he eats also.
When they had finished eating, Pacey reaches for Joey's plate and starts clearing the mess. "I will pause the movie till you get back." She offers sweetly.
"It's Okay I can hear it, you watch I will clean a little." he says as he enters the kitchen, muttering under his breath he adds "Poke myself in the eye a few times perhaps."
Once he was done he walked back into the lounge and seen Joey had sprawled out on the couch, lifting her feet so he could sit he places them on his lap and starts massaging them. Joey giggles a little, twitching her feet she remarked how ticklish his fingers were.
With a vacant stare at the television set, he continues to massage her feet, when the end credits rolled he looked over at Joey who had fallen asleep. Gently lifting her feet off his lap he went to the closet and grabbed her a blanket and draped it over her. Bending over her head he kissed her forehead and whispered "Night Jo." before retreating to his bedroom.
