Chapter Five
Lara breathed in deeply as she knocked lightly on the door. He opened it smiling, not he least bit surprised to see her.
Lara studied his outfit, a silk red shirt over a tightly fitting black tank top that showed every detail of his well-formed body. He wore black slacks and a pair of black dress shoes.
"Let me get my coat." Alex snuck back inside. Lara was wearing a pair of low cut flare black denim jeans, a red halter-top, covered by a knee length leather jacket.
"We match." Lara said a little angry, and annoyed. "I was hoping you noticed, I called Hillary to see what you were wearing," Alex smiled.
"You are a wally." Lara frowned walking to his car.
"Thank you. you look nice too!" Alex muttered sarcastically, revving his engine.
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Alex opened the car door, offering his hand to her. Lara refused getting out gracefully by herself.
Together they walked to the back of the club to the bouncer.
"Alex.My main man" A large African American man stood smiling, shaking Alex's hand. "And who is the lovely lady you are with?" He looked over at her.
"BJ this is a friend of mine, Lara Croft." Alex gestured politely.
"He uses the term 'friend' very loosely," Lara smirked shaking his hand.
"He's a slippery one he is, well enjoy your evening," BJ opened the door allowing them to slip in front of hundreds of people waiting in line. Alex led Lara in with his hand on the small of her back.
Lara shivered under his touch, "Friends only? Or have you forgotten so soon?" Lara snapped quietly. Alex removed his hand, discouraged.
They walked over to the bar; leaning against it Alex began to talk to the bartender. A tall man with dark hair and a black turtleneck walked up to Lara.
"Would you like to dance?' he asked politely in a striking Irish accent. Alex spun around, and prepared to guard his territory, like a primal animal.
His eyes flashed with jealousy.
Lara noticed his envy and smiled "Sure," Lara followed the dark man to the floor. Catching a disbelieving look from Alex she started to move.
Lara knew how to dance. although she did not do it often. His hand was on her waist, and hers barley touching his strong neck.
He was obviously younger than her, but she didn't care she was having fun watching Alex stare at what he could never have. During the course of the night she had danced with a lot of me.some even twice. Lara had caught site of Alex dancing with a few girls.and even though she wouldn't admit it to herself she was jealous for a minute second.
The lights toned down and a slower song came on the speakers. Lara felt a small tap on her shoulder, and turned around. She was not at all surprised to see Alex standing there, what had taken him so long to ask her to dance?
"Are we going to dance or not?" Alex smiled. "Well when you put it that way..not," Lara smirked coldly.
"OK, will you please dance with me?" Alex mocked the first guy in an unbelievably terrible Irish accent. "I guess." Lara chuckled at his still jealous thoughts. Alex wrapped his hands around her waist, and she moved her arms to his neck.
They moved together to the song.
~And I'd give up the world to touch you 'cause I know that you feel me somehow, you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now. ~
Lara moved closer, resting her cheek on his shoulder.
~ And all I can taste is this moment and all I can breathe is your life and sooner or later its over, I just don't want to miss you tonight~
Alex pulled her closer, feeling her body on his, as she shivered.
~ And I don't want the world to see me cause I don't think they'd understand, when every things made to be broken I just want you to know who I am~
She closed her eyes, listening to the lyrics. They matched their relationship perfectly.
~And you cant fight the tears that aint coming all the moment of truth in your lies, when everything feels like the movies, yeah you bleed just to know you're alive~
Lara could feel his heart beat and it raced to the same ferocity as her own.
~And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think they'd understand when everything's made to be broken.I just want you to know who I am~
The song faded, but Alex didn't release her small form.
"The songs over," Lara pulled away. "Sorry," Alex released her hips. The music sped up again and they walked over to the bar and talked.
"Actually I wouldn't mind if you went to Africa with me, arguing with you gives me something to," Lara snickered sipping on her drink.
"I would love to, when are you leaving for research?" Alex stared at her. "Thursday," Lara smiled.
"Alright, off to the Congo we'll go. Cheers!" Alex clanked his water with her scotch as the designated driver.
Lara breathed in deeply as she knocked lightly on the door. He opened it smiling, not he least bit surprised to see her.
Lara studied his outfit, a silk red shirt over a tightly fitting black tank top that showed every detail of his well-formed body. He wore black slacks and a pair of black dress shoes.
"Let me get my coat." Alex snuck back inside. Lara was wearing a pair of low cut flare black denim jeans, a red halter-top, covered by a knee length leather jacket.
"We match." Lara said a little angry, and annoyed. "I was hoping you noticed, I called Hillary to see what you were wearing," Alex smiled.
"You are a wally." Lara frowned walking to his car.
"Thank you. you look nice too!" Alex muttered sarcastically, revving his engine.
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Alex opened the car door, offering his hand to her. Lara refused getting out gracefully by herself.
Together they walked to the back of the club to the bouncer.
"Alex.My main man" A large African American man stood smiling, shaking Alex's hand. "And who is the lovely lady you are with?" He looked over at her.
"BJ this is a friend of mine, Lara Croft." Alex gestured politely.
"He uses the term 'friend' very loosely," Lara smirked shaking his hand.
"He's a slippery one he is, well enjoy your evening," BJ opened the door allowing them to slip in front of hundreds of people waiting in line. Alex led Lara in with his hand on the small of her back.
Lara shivered under his touch, "Friends only? Or have you forgotten so soon?" Lara snapped quietly. Alex removed his hand, discouraged.
They walked over to the bar; leaning against it Alex began to talk to the bartender. A tall man with dark hair and a black turtleneck walked up to Lara.
"Would you like to dance?' he asked politely in a striking Irish accent. Alex spun around, and prepared to guard his territory, like a primal animal.
His eyes flashed with jealousy.
Lara noticed his envy and smiled "Sure," Lara followed the dark man to the floor. Catching a disbelieving look from Alex she started to move.
Lara knew how to dance. although she did not do it often. His hand was on her waist, and hers barley touching his strong neck.
He was obviously younger than her, but she didn't care she was having fun watching Alex stare at what he could never have. During the course of the night she had danced with a lot of me.some even twice. Lara had caught site of Alex dancing with a few girls.and even though she wouldn't admit it to herself she was jealous for a minute second.
The lights toned down and a slower song came on the speakers. Lara felt a small tap on her shoulder, and turned around. She was not at all surprised to see Alex standing there, what had taken him so long to ask her to dance?
"Are we going to dance or not?" Alex smiled. "Well when you put it that way..not," Lara smirked coldly.
"OK, will you please dance with me?" Alex mocked the first guy in an unbelievably terrible Irish accent. "I guess." Lara chuckled at his still jealous thoughts. Alex wrapped his hands around her waist, and she moved her arms to his neck.
They moved together to the song.
~And I'd give up the world to touch you 'cause I know that you feel me somehow, you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now. ~
Lara moved closer, resting her cheek on his shoulder.
~ And all I can taste is this moment and all I can breathe is your life and sooner or later its over, I just don't want to miss you tonight~
Alex pulled her closer, feeling her body on his, as she shivered.
~ And I don't want the world to see me cause I don't think they'd understand, when every things made to be broken I just want you to know who I am~
She closed her eyes, listening to the lyrics. They matched their relationship perfectly.
~And you cant fight the tears that aint coming all the moment of truth in your lies, when everything feels like the movies, yeah you bleed just to know you're alive~
Lara could feel his heart beat and it raced to the same ferocity as her own.
~And I don't want the world to see me 'cause I don't think they'd understand when everything's made to be broken.I just want you to know who I am~
The song faded, but Alex didn't release her small form.
"The songs over," Lara pulled away. "Sorry," Alex released her hips. The music sped up again and they walked over to the bar and talked.
"Actually I wouldn't mind if you went to Africa with me, arguing with you gives me something to," Lara snickered sipping on her drink.
"I would love to, when are you leaving for research?" Alex stared at her. "Thursday," Lara smiled.
"Alright, off to the Congo we'll go. Cheers!" Alex clanked his water with her scotch as the designated driver.
