Title: When We Wake Up

Author: Sting

Feedback: stingrayfan@hotmail.com

Rating: NC-17

Keywords: humor, alternate reality, romance

Category: WIP

Summary: Carly and Sonny meet one night while drunk in a bar.

Author's Note: Thank you Lindy-Lou for this wonderful idea. I hope you like the story. I'm adding a little twist to it.

She is new in town and decides to drown herself in the nearest bar. She's already half-way drunk, but decides that's not enough. As she walks down the street she sees a sign for a place called Jake's. It was a little rinky dink tavern, but she decides that's good enough and heads in. She looks around and notices that no one in there is having much fun. She looks over and notices a pool table and a jukebox. She walks up the bar and orders a drink and then heads to the jukebox. She puts a dollar in and picks three songs. She walks over to the pool table and racks the balls. She looks around and notices people watching her but not wanting to join her, so she starts to play by herself. The bartender brings her a drink and she drinks it down fast and orders another.

After a game of pool by herself it starts to get hot in there and she takes off her coat. A couple of guys turn and stare at her low-cut blouse with see-through sleeves and the word "Bitch" written across the front. A man comes over to her.

"May I join you?" he asks.

"Sure." she says and hands him a stick. She doesn't like the looks of him and is kinda afraid but to drunk to care. He shoots and sinks the first ball, then misses. She walks around the table to shoot and he grabs her behind as she goes by.

"Don't touch me, that's not part of the rules." She snaps at him

The man just laughs as she takes her shot and misses. He takes his turn and sinks a couple more balls before its her turn. She misses again and on his turn he sinks the rest and wins. He walks over and roughly grabs her.

"Now you owe me a dance."

She can tell he's drunk and tries to pull away. "I don't owe you anything"

"Yes you do honey now co-operate." he yells at her.

"Get the hell off of me" she yells back and yanks out of his grasp but he yanks her back.

He reaches his hand up to slap her when a hand grabs his arm and throws him to the floor. He puts his foot on the mans throat.

"The lady asked you to leave her alone." he stated and the man tried to nod. He lets the man up and the guy runs out the door.

She finally gets a good look at the man that came to her rescue. He is gorgeous with a capital G. He has the most beautiful eyes she has ever seen. "Thank you" She smiles at him and walks over to grab her stick off the floor where she dropped it.

"Your welcome." He smiles and she notices he has the cutest dimples.

She racks the balls up. "Wanna play?" she asks.

"Sure" he takes off his jacket and throws it the nearest chair and grabs a stick. The bartender walks over with her drink and asks the man what he would like.

"Bourbon" he answers and she notices that he's about as drunk as she is. She places the cue ball and breaks. She sinks a ball on the break and goes around and misses the next shot. She steps back and watches him as he shoots. She stares at his behind that curves just right and does everything in her power not to reach out and grab it. He misses his next shot and she takes her turn. She decides to give him a show. She smiles and steps forward.

He steps back and watches her sway her hips as she walks up to the table. He watches her bend over and loves what he sees. She looks at her shot and steps back and looks at it again, then leans forward again. He walks up behind her and puts his full body against hers and leans over her.

"Need help with your shot?" he whispers.

"Yes..." he helps her aim and notices they are both breathing heavy. She sinks the shot and he helps her with another.

The bartender walks up with more drinks for them as they are finishing up the game. They down the drinks and place them right back on the tray. Neither one of them taking their eyes off each other.

"Lets dance" he says and pulls her to him. She is so close he can feel every inch of her as she rubs up against him as the song plays.

She can feel him growing hard against her and rubs more fully against him. She tilts her head up as his mouth comes crashing down. They have a long and deep kiss.

He pulls away and reaches his hand to her. Neither says a word as she takes it and they head out the door.

Next Morning:

She rolls over and notices someone next to her. She tries to get out of bed as he wakes up.

"What the hell?" They both yell at the same time

OK, should I continue? Any changes that I need to make?

~~Sting~~