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"We have pizza, tacos, Chinese, Thai, burgers and fries," she rattled off, grabbing drinks from the fridge.
"With pies and other goodies in the fridge for dessert, which I hardly think either one of us is gonna be needing," Seb laughed, taking the beer from his friend. "That mean there is no baby?" He questioned, nodding to the beer in his friend's hand.
"No baby," she told him. "I know it's a blessing not to be with child, but one day," she told him with a sadness to her voice.
"It's gonna happen one day for you Onyx. When you're more prepared for it, I promise," Seb told her. "Now let's see who can out eat who?" He challenged.
"I don't think we need to be making a challenge," she laughed, looking at the food scattered on the coffee table. "Neither one of us needs to be sick tomorrow," she told him.
"You might be right," he laughed. "How are things going with Clint?" He asked, debating what he wanted to eat first.
"So good that I want to rush into things with him, but I make myself take a step back, because I don't want to rush things and ruin what we have," she explained into the container of orange chicken. "I am trying so hard not to judge my relationship with Clint to any of my old relationships. Things with Clint are so much different. The spark gets bigger and want to be with him all the time. It's different," she sighed, taking a bite of chicken, failing on how she felt about Clint.
"I get it because I feel the same way with Mikki," Seb nodded, tossing his pizza crust in the pizza box. "We talk about moving in together and I want to take that step with her, but then I think that I am rushing things with her and I don't want things to end," he explained.
"Are we talking about where you don't want to live with her until after you're married?" Onyx asked, exchanging the orange chicken for a few fries.
"Not quite that old-fashioned, Onyx," he laughed. "I do want to live with her before that point," he stated. "Rushing into things just doesn't feel right," he sighed.
"Yeah, but you wouldn't be rushing into things," Onyx told her friend. "And really dude, I wouldn't feel like you're abandoning me. I did overreacted in such a huge way when I found out about how you met Mikki and I can't stop you from living your life. And I don't want to. I'll help you pack even," she stressed, kicking his leg.
"It wouldn't do any good," he laughed, tossing a fry at her. "I don't feel right moving into her apartment as that is hers and obviously it would be weird for Miks to move in here," he said and yeah it would be weird and overcrowded for Mikki to live with them. "And we do want to find a place that can be ours," he told her.
"And even though she works for a realtor company, it still takes a while," she nodded in understanding.
"Do you know how hard it is to find a place we both like?" He asked, shaking his head. He really felt as if they weren't going to find one. If one liked a place there was something the other didn't like about the place and they would be back to the drawing board.
"Can't say I do," she told him with a frown. "When I was with Hunter, I loved his place so the idea to live anywhere else just wasn't there," she shrugged. "And I am quite fond of Clint's place. It doesn't take much to make his place into our place if it comes to that," she told him.
"So you are thinking about moving in with him?" He phrased as a question, eyebrow raised as he picked up the carton of General Tso's chicken up to eat.
"The thought is there, but again, I don't want to move too fast and ruin what I have with him. I really like what I have going on that I do want it to last," she nodded, taking a bite of the pineapple fried rice.
"I can't remember a time where you were this serious about a guy. I don't think you were so on the fence with Hunter," he thought out loud.
"I loved Hunter, I did, but what I have with Clint it's levels above what I thought I had with Hunter," she shrugged.
"Maybe you need to have this conversation with your boyfriend," Seb stated. "Make sure that he knows your feelings for him are real and beyond anything you've ever had for any ex of yours," he told her.
"He does know," Onyx nodded, grabbing a taco.
"Does he know because you told him or do you think he knows?" Seb questioned.
"I have told him," she said, swallowing her bite of taco. "Do you think that we should invite our significant others the next time we do this?" She asked, looking at the pile of food they still have scattered about.
"It wouldn't hurt," he nodded. "But not every time, as we need to have a friends night, especially now that we do have our own lives," he commented.
"Very true," she laughed. "And on the bright side, I've got plenty of food to snack on while I get the finals graded," she sighed, glancing at her bag.
"You're not hogging it all. I've got reports to grade," he sighed. "Which I should get started on," he said, making no move to get up and get his bag.
"Yeah, I feel the same way," Onyx chuckled. "Blaine did get a hold of you, right?" She asked, getting up to grab her bag and Seb's.
"About him changing the pre-opening to next Friday night?" He asked, Onyx nodded handing him his bag. "Obviously," he laughed as an answer. "Thanks," he told her.
"No problem," she nodded, sitting down and pulling the tests from her first period out to start grading them. "This does seem like a drag to our friends night in," she laughed.
"Not much we can do when we gotta grade papers," he laughed. "I'm sure we'll need to take breaks," he pointed out.
"Very true," she commented, getting started on grading the tests as Seb started to read the reports he had to grade.
Thursday for Onyx went by smoothly as it can with getting three new classes of students and going over the rules and the syllabus for the term. All while she finished getting the final grades out for her first term students, pleased to see that they had all passed. Thursday night was spent at home with Seb as they had leftovers for dinner. She crashed on the couch watching a movie while Seb sat at the kitchen table grading papers once more. She offered to help him but he didn't want it as he didn't have much to grade.
Friday had been a busier day for her classes as they got started with their first worksheet, finishing it before the end of class. A worksheet she would grade either Saturday or Sunday depending how she felt tomorrow afternoon.
She did make a quick trip from the school to home, not so much a rush to get home, but she hadn't stuck around, Seb had taken his own car as he was going to be heading over to Mikki's place for the weekend. So that left the place to herself to get ready for opening night at her boyfriend's jazz club. She was prepared to sing Night and Day by Ella Fitzgerald along with singing the duet of Love is Here to Stay by Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Daniel Armstrong.
After taking a shower she got dressed. Picking out a dress that Kurt had helped her get specific for the night. She checked herself out in the mirror, smiling as the Unique Vintage 1920s Deco Purple & Black Sequin Veronique Fringe Flapper Dress moved about. She paired the dress with a pair of 1920 inspired black t-strap heels. She did her hair with a 1920's twist putting in place a black feather and silver crystal headband, that too being of 1920's inspired.
Not wanting to take her car or walk the few blocks to the Jazz club, she called a cab, not wanting to wait on any friends to show up.
She smiled when the cab pulled up to the club, she paid the guy and slipped from the car, easily making her way past the line waiting to get in.
"He's waiting on you by the bar," Dave told her, giving her a smile, as he let her into the club. She returned his smile and entered the dimly lit club, making her way through the place to the bar, letting Roderick's voice wash over her. Realizing once again that Rod was in his element.
She easily spotted her boyfriend, his back to her, giving her the chance to walk up behind him wrapping her arms around his waist and placing a kiss in the middle of his back.
"I must warn you that I do have a pretty kick ass girl," he smirked, turning around, leaning down to press his lips against hers. "One who looks absolutely stunning," he whistled lowly, giving her a spin.
"It's a good thing I can hold my own," she smirked. "Now do you have suspenders under that gray jacket?" She asked, looking over just how smashing he happened to look in his light gray suit.
"That is something you'll have to find out later," he winked.
"That a challenge?" She smirked, moving closer into him. He wagged his eyebrows, his smirk growing bigger. "Then get a girl a drink so the night can truly begin," she told him. "What does this place have for drinks?" She questioned.
"Anything to your heart's content," he smirked, walking behind the bar to make the drinks, as the bartenders were rather busy.
"Good to know," she smiled, finding a free spot at the bar to lean on. "I am dragging you out there," she warned him, looking over the dance floor smiling as she saw a few of her friends out there having a good time.
"I did bring my dancing shoes," he chuckled, handing her a glass as he joined her once more. "Let's see if we can find an empty table," he suggested, resting his hand on her lower back as they walked through the throng of people.
She had spent the night laughing, dancing and even signing the night away. Not a dull moment to be had. She had nearly fell asleep in Clint's office waiting on him to finish with locking and cleaning up. It had felt wrong to go home instead of going back to Clint's place. It would give her the time to sleep in a bit longer has she had made plans with Jeff late Saturday morning.
As she started to wake, she started to wish she had made her plans with Jeff to be later in the day, with the way her head was pounding. She tried to recall the amount of alcohol she had drank the night prior and into the early hours of the morning, but she couldn't. Sleep would have been nice to have more of, but between her head hurting and her stomach grumbling she couldn't fall back asleep and with the greasy food smell coming from the rest of the apartment she found she would rather want the food, what little she could eat that is.
"Morning," he smiled, spotting her rumbled figure exiting the bedroom.
"Morning," she mumbled, making her way to the bathroom.
"There in the medicine cabinet, middle shelf," he softly called after her, having a feeling with the way she looked that she needed to have a few aspirin.
"Thanks," she nodded, grabbing a cup from the kitchen cupboard to pop the pills in her mouth. "Why did you let me drink so much last night?" She asked, slipping onto a kitchen stool, slumping onto the kitchen counter.
"After you took off and danced half the night with your friends? I couldn't keep track of you to keep you from drinking more than you should," he chuckled lightly, putting a plate of greasy crispy bacon and pancakes before her.
"You did have business to attend to," she shrugged, picking at the bacon. "And I don't like ignoring my friends just because I had you there," she told him, accepting the glass of orange juice.
"I didn't mind and I don't mind if you hang with your friends," he told her, eating off her plate, at least the pancakes as he didn't like his bacon the way she did. "And that reminds me, the guys are coming over and we're gonna hang and talk," he told her.
"They doing that when I am with Jeff?" She asked.
"Yeah," he answered. "Figured we could have dinner with them tomorrow night since we haven't done so," he suggested.
"I don't mind," she smiled. "Need me to grab anything while I am out?" She asked, looking at him.
"If you wouldn't mind. I don't even know what to have," he sighed.
"I can figure it out. As long as I can have Jason's help with the cooking," she told him. She didn't know much about cooking a complete vegan meal.
"I'll make sure he helps," he nodded.
"Okay, I'm gonna take a shower and go," she told him, pushing the plate away from her. Clint nodded, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, before she went.
"Why would you adopt him knowing that you needed to be talking it over with your best friend and roommate?" Jeff questioned, holding the door to his apartment building open, letting his sister and new-found pet in, heading over to the elevators. "Should it be mentioned that you can't even keep the mutt at your place? Or that you didn't even talk to your boyfriend? How do you expect him to be okay with keeping a dog for you?"
"He is not a mutt," she hissed, scratching behind the dog's ear, as she carried him. "He is an Australian Shepherd," she said, moving the black, brown and white dog in her arms. The little puppy is only 3 and a half months old, its old owners growing tired of the little puppy after a couple of weeks. She couldn't pass the puppy up, looking sad and lonely. She only had one problem; dogs and cats weren't permitted at her place. Jeff wouldn't house the dog for her. In fact none of her friends would. And she got why they wouldn't do it. Dogs are a huge responsibility, she didn't expect any of them to keep the dog for her. Just help her out while she convinced her building manager to let them keep the puppy there. Yeah, maybe she should have talked to her boyfriend before adopting the dog. "I don't have all the answers, Jeff, I just couldn't say no to this cute little face," she stated, scratching the puppies head.
"What are you going to do when your last chance tells you no?" Jeff asked, pressing the buttons for the two floors they needed.
"Sleep in my car with him until I can get it sorted out," she shrugged. She wouldn't leave the little guy alone.
"If it comes to that, you can stay at my place with him for the night," he caved. "But just tonight, Onyx," he warned her.
"I know, Jeff and thanks," she told him, letting him get off on his floor. "I'll be letting you know, either way," she said. Jeff nodded, as the doors slid shut. "Please be home," she said to herself, knocking on the door she needed, with her hands full of puppy and a few bags, she couldn't open the door herself and she didn't know if Clint had went out with his friends instead of staying at the apartment.
"Uh babe, what's with the dog?" He asked answering his door. Surprised to see his girlfriend with an adorable dog in her arms.
"I adopted Captain about an hour ago," she said, moving further into the room, placing the squirming puppy down once the door was shut behind her. The puppy going to Clint who crouched down to pet the dog at his feet. "I need a massive favor from you," she said, smiling nervously. He had no reason to agree to her terms on keeping the dog until she could hopefully keep him at her own place. It was easy to hide a cat in the apartment, she may have done that one a few years back. But a dog needs to be outside, and they tend to bark from time to time.
"I think I might dread this," he laughed, picking the puppy up. "What is the favor?" He asked, laughing when the puppy's tongue lapped at his face repeatedly licking every part he could reach with his little pink tongue.
"I need you to keep the dog until I can figure out a way to keep him. Animals aren't welcome at my place," she sheepishly told him.
"Then why adopt him?" Clint asked with a chuckle, scratching behind the puppies ears.
"You sound like Jeff," she frowned. "His previous owners didn't want him anymore and he looked so helpless, that I couldn't leave him," she stated, walking closer to Clint to scratch the dog's head, getting puppy kisses in the process. "Will you keep him?" She pouted.
"I don't know, Onyx," he sighed, looking between the puppy and her. "If I wanted a dog I would have went out and got one," he stated.
"I know and it is temporary," she told him. "He is house trained. He doesn't bark, that I know of. I have food, treats, a dog bed, and everything else he needs. I'll even pay the money it costs to have him stay here. Please," she begged.
"No one else will keep him for you? Not even your brother?" He checked, she shook her head.
"Jeff will only keep him for the night and I have to stay with the dog," she said. "Jeff hasn't been to keen on a dog since we kids and the family dog died, he's never had his heart set on having another one," she shrugged. "I'll pay for everything, I'll be here all the time with him, as much as I can be, anyway. Please, Clint?" She begged him again, sticking her bottom lip out to pout.
"Fine, he can stay," Clint gave in. The second she asked him, he knew he didn't stand a chance and it wasn't all because of Onyx. He could see why she had been drawn to the puppy. He wouldn't make the puppy sleep outside.
"Thank you," she smiled, hugging him tight, the puppy excited between them. In the excitement of the moment, she shared a kiss with him. "His stuff is in my car," she said, moving toward his door.
"I'll help," he said, giving his friends pointed looks. "How much stuff do you have?" He asked, ready to put his friends to work.
"Dog food, a few bags, a dog bed," she counted off. "I do think that should be it," she said, hoping it was everything. "Hey guys," she smiled, just noticing his friends sat around the living room, totally forgetting they were there in the hopes of getting Clint to agree with her.
They all shared a hello with her, amused watching how she easily got Clint to cave with the dog staying with him. They all nodded their heads ready to help bring the stuff for the dog in, seeing no point in making more than one trip.
"I take it your time with Jeff was eventful," he chuckled, looking at the stuff that his girlfriend was putting places out-of-the-way for the dog. The very same dog curled up in his lap, snoring lightly as he dozed.
"It was fun, eventful and informative," she nodded, sitting next to him, running a hand over the dog's back. "Thank you for doing this," she told him pressing a kiss to his arm.
"It's really nothing," he shrugged, petting the sleeping dog. "The little fellow grows on ya," he smiled.
"You don't gotta tell me," she giggled, resting her head on his shoulder. "Your friends didn't have to take off just because I showed up," she commented.
"Plans," he told her. "And they are on for tomorrow night and Jason will help you. He'll be here late morning to help get groceries," he informed her.
"That explains the do not buy any food text I got from your friend," she laughed.
"You have my friends numbers?" He asked in awe. He couldn't recall any of his past girlfriend's to go about and get the phone numbers that belonged to his friends.
"Of course. They do like to keep tabs on you," she nodded. "That okay with you? She questioned.
"More than fine," he nodded. "I have the numbers for your brother and best friend and a few others. They like to keep tabs on you," he shared.
"You also like keeping in touch with them, as you made friends with them," she smiled.
"I think you've done the same even after the rocky start you've had with my friends," he teased back.
"They know how good I am for you," she shared. "Just like my people know how good you are for me," she told him. That was something he easily agreed with, pressing a kiss to her head.
After taking the puppy for a walk so he could do his business, they snuggled on the couch, the puppy splayed across their laps as they settled on a movie to watch.
"You do know that you don't have to sleep on the couch," he laughed, peering at her from behind the couch.
"Who said anything about sleeping on the couch?" She asked with a yawn as she stretched, moving to stand up. "What time is it?" She asked, moving around the puppy laying on the floor wagging his tail as he played with one of the toys she bought for him.
"Late enough to decide if we want to eat or just call it a night," he told her. "What do you want?"
"After my late lunch with Jeff I'm not all that hungry," she told him. "You can eat though. I'm gonna take this one out before calling it a night," she told him.
"I'm with ya," he shared, moving behind her to join her on the dogs walk. She gave him smile, from the floor where she clipped the dog's leash on to walk him.
"What's going to happen if you can't take him home in a few days?" He questioned, as they walked. He didn't need a dog nor did he really want one at this time.
"I guess I'll have to find him a new home," she shrugged. "I really hope it doesn't come to that," she sighed, as they stopped so Captain could smell the ground. "You are certain that he is fine here until I can sort something out for him?" She asked. She didn't want him to agree to watching the dog if it wasn't something that he really wanted to be doing and only saying so because of her.
"It's fine for a few days, Onyx," he assured her, wrapping an arm around her. "I just don't want to be stuck with him for any real length of time. I'm not looking for a pet of any kind."
"I know and I didn't want you to suffer looking after the guy but I couldn't leave him," she sighed. "And I promise you won't have him long, I swear," she pleaded with him.
"Or you could just move in here with me and the dog," he suggested, pulling her closer.
"I've been thinking about that," she told him. "But I don't know if it's the right thing to do," she sighed.