After playing two rounds of each game, Joey and Pacey were bored of it. Joey glanced at the clock, which read 12:48. "Pace, I've gotta have a shower and get out of these pajamas. They're too comfortable."
Pacey laughed. "Sure, Josephine. I thought I'd go down to the video store and rent a few this afternoon. Care to join me?" As soon as the words left Pacey's mouth he regretted them. Both he and Joey knew that Dawson worked in the video store on Saturdays. He mentally kicked himself.
Joey looked at the floor and said quietly, "Dawson is the last person I want to see right now."
"I know, Jo. I'm sorry. How bout I pick some up and bring them over in a few hours?"
Joey nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
Pacey gazed at her heartbroken expression from accross the table. Instinctivly, he reached out and covered Joey's small hands with his own. "I'll see you in a bit," he whispered.
Two hours later, Pacey let himself back into the Potter household. Cluthing the videos, he made his way down the hall to Joey's bedroom. The door was ajar. As Pacey stepped closer his heart jumped int his throat and he stopped abruptly. Joey was standing there in a t-shirt and panties. She faced away from the door, looking at something on her dresser. Pacey's eyes widened as they travelled down her legs. They were perfect: long, slendar, tan, and smooth. He could clearly see the outline of her ass through the baby blue panties that she wore. Breathing quickly, he made an effort to wrench his eyes away from her body and walked softly back to the front door. Pacey stood there for a moment, catching his breath. Then he yelled, "I'm back, Joey!" as if he'd just come in.
It was dark outside when Joey and Pacey had finished watching two movies. Bessie had come back from running errands and promply gone back out again taking Alexander with her. Joey and Pacey had the house to themselves. For dinner, Pacey made them both peanut butter and jam sandwiches and they settled back to watch the last movie.
A while later, Pacey glanced over to where Joey sat beside him. Her eyelids were drooping and Pacey could sense she wasn't really watching the movie any more. "Jo...? You getting tired?"
Joey mumbled something, her eyes fluttering shut. She leaned her body against his and rested her head on his chest while Pacey looked at her sleeping figure, bewildered. After a moment he awkwardly put his arm around Joey's shoulders, drawing her in close, thinking that this was probably the only chance he'd get to do so.
Pacey laughed. "Sure, Josephine. I thought I'd go down to the video store and rent a few this afternoon. Care to join me?" As soon as the words left Pacey's mouth he regretted them. Both he and Joey knew that Dawson worked in the video store on Saturdays. He mentally kicked himself.
Joey looked at the floor and said quietly, "Dawson is the last person I want to see right now."
"I know, Jo. I'm sorry. How bout I pick some up and bring them over in a few hours?"
Joey nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
Pacey gazed at her heartbroken expression from accross the table. Instinctivly, he reached out and covered Joey's small hands with his own. "I'll see you in a bit," he whispered.
Two hours later, Pacey let himself back into the Potter household. Cluthing the videos, he made his way down the hall to Joey's bedroom. The door was ajar. As Pacey stepped closer his heart jumped int his throat and he stopped abruptly. Joey was standing there in a t-shirt and panties. She faced away from the door, looking at something on her dresser. Pacey's eyes widened as they travelled down her legs. They were perfect: long, slendar, tan, and smooth. He could clearly see the outline of her ass through the baby blue panties that she wore. Breathing quickly, he made an effort to wrench his eyes away from her body and walked softly back to the front door. Pacey stood there for a moment, catching his breath. Then he yelled, "I'm back, Joey!" as if he'd just come in.
It was dark outside when Joey and Pacey had finished watching two movies. Bessie had come back from running errands and promply gone back out again taking Alexander with her. Joey and Pacey had the house to themselves. For dinner, Pacey made them both peanut butter and jam sandwiches and they settled back to watch the last movie.
A while later, Pacey glanced over to where Joey sat beside him. Her eyelids were drooping and Pacey could sense she wasn't really watching the movie any more. "Jo...? You getting tired?"
Joey mumbled something, her eyes fluttering shut. She leaned her body against his and rested her head on his chest while Pacey looked at her sleeping figure, bewildered. After a moment he awkwardly put his arm around Joey's shoulders, drawing her in close, thinking that this was probably the only chance he'd get to do so.