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A/N: I'm updating in less than a week! Aren't u proud of me!? This hasn't happened in awhile. I'm proud of me. hehe. Enjoy the new Chapter! Loads of love to those of u who stuck with me even through teh Uber long wait!! Thank you for ur patience and ur continuing support!
FIVE WEEKS AFTER THE NEILSON AFFAIR…
"Are you sure?" Brennan looked at her pleadingly, eyes wide and shining as he pouted. "Come on, baby, it'll be fun." He pressured. She smiled and shook her head. They'd been engaged for two months now and she was happier than ever, but she needed a night away from the clubbing scene.
"No, I'm sure. You guys go have fun. Next time, I promise. " She grinned at his defeated expression. "Go on, go." She kissed him then shoved him out the door. "Have fun."
"Come on guys! Let's go!" Jesse called from the doorway of the garage.
"Coming!" Brennan yelled, kissed her cheek and took off at a run. "I love you!" He called back to her over his shoulder.
"Back at ya!" She said to his rapidly retreating back.
"Lexa!" Jesse exclaimed in dismay. "Why aren't you dressed!?" His eyes drifted from her bare feet to her burgundy velour pajama pants and matching spaghetti strapped low cut top with gold flames and the words 'go to hell' embroidered across the chest. Jesse was shocked at how sexy she could look in even one of the more conservative pairs of pajamas that she owned, but was still upset at her lack of clubbing attire.
"I'm not going." She said almost happily.
"What do you mean 'you're not going'?!" He exclaimed in exasperation.
"Shal and I are going to have a girl's night in while you two have a guy's night out." She smiled.
"Aw, come on, Lex." Jesse almost whined in displeasure as Brennan looked on in amusement. At least he wouldn't be alone in his conspicuous lack of a girlfriend. "First Shal, now you? This sucks!" She kissed him gently.
"I know, but you'll live. Go on, it'll be fun. You guys, us girls, apart for the first time since oh, ever... I think we all need a break. You guys go, it's cool." She was interrupted by Shalimar coming up behind her and looping an arm around her shoulders.
"They still haven't left yet?" She giggled.
"No, Jess is still trying to get me to go." Lexa smiled.
"Well tough," Shalimar said, pulling Lexa closer and taking a step away from the guys. "She's mine for the night. Besides, you guys wouldn't be interested in what we're doing. We're gonna watch chick flicks and do each other's hair and nails and give ourselves facials and gossip. We're going to have girl talk night. We'll talk about movies, hair, makeup, the first boys we ever kissed," she fought back a smirk as the guys began to back away as slowly as possible. "PMS, cramps, our peri-," They were gone, leaving the door to slam in their wakes. Shalimar and Lexa looked at each other and burst into hysterical laughter, falling against each other as tears of laughter streaked their faces.
"That was close," Brennan breathed as the Jeep sped into the deepening night with Jesse at the wheel.
"Yeah," Jesse agreed. "Imagine if they talked to us about that stuff, especially the last few..." He shuddered.
"Ugh," Brennan shuddered with him.
"Whatever, Lexa was kind of right. It'll be good to have a night out, just us guys. We can do manly things like drink and...well...drink..."
Brennan laughed and clasped his shoulder happily. "Damn straight, man! Let's hit the clubs and get with the drinking." Jesse laughed and Brennan joined in as their car disappeared into the looming dark between sparse street lights.
Lexa set down the nail file and picked up the small jar of deep red nail polish, showing it to Shalimar, who nodded in approval. Lexa picked up Shalimar's hand again and supported her fingers as she layered each nail with the crimson polish. "What do you wanna watch first?" She asked as she frowned over a rebellious drop of color that landed just outside of the blonde's nails. She quickly removed it with a Q-tip before it dried before moving on to Shal's other hand.
"Hm..." Shalimar contemplated for a few moments before her face brightened. "Have you ever seen The Labyrinth?" She asked eagerly.
"Oh my God! I love that movie!" Lexa exclaimed.
"Really?" Shal asked in surprise.
"Duh, who doesn't?" She grinned. "You remind me of the babe."
"What babe?" Shalimar countered.
"The babe with the power." Lexa said, finishing the last of Shalimar's nails and closing the bottle, setting it aside.
"What power?"
"The power of voodoo."
"Who do?"
"You do."
"Do what?"
"Remind me of the babe!" Lexa finished and they fell against each other in helpless laughter, careful to avoid contact with Shalimar's wet nails. "So," Lexa gasped when speaking was possible. "What do you think the boys are doing?"
Jesse's face was bright red with heat after all of the alcohol he had consumed, but Brennan's was brighter. Twelve shots of vodka, six gin and tonics, and eight tequila shots later had left them both completely without inhibitions. Of that list, Jess had had six of the vodka, two of the gin and tonics and four of the tequila shots. Brennan had consumed six shots of vodka, four gin and tonics and four tequila shots, rendering him the more mindless of the two.
"The girlsh don' know wha' they're mishing." Jesse slurred, falling against Brennan as the dark haired male stumbled over with two more shots of vodka, which they slammed down thoughtlessly.
"Defitly," Brennan agreed, looking up as a shadow fell over him. His eyes fell upon a gorgeous young brunette.
Her hair was streaked with blonde and was layered and fell in sharp angles about her face. Her startling blue eyes stood out brilliantly against her long dark hair and black eyeliner, mascara, and dark blue eye shadow. Her full deep crimson lips called to his drunken mind. She was wearing very little in strappy black heels, a pleated black mini skirt that barely covered her nicely rounded ass, and a silver tank-inie that had no back, only laces tied tight enough to keep the front from folding in upon itself and thin straps that tied at the base of her neck. The front of her top had a plunging v neck line that showed off the curves of her breasts and covered very little of her stomach, leaving at least three-quarters of it exposed. The skirt hung low upon her hips, showing just the very top of the lines of her pelvic bones beneath her nicely defined stomach. Her legs, long, slender, tan, and stately, called to him.
Something tugged at the back of his mind as he stood shakily and followed the woman to the dance floor but he couldn't quite put a finger on what it was. He smiled drunkenly as he and his mystery woman swayed to the music, Jesse's laughter echoing in the background of Brennan's alcohol-fogged mind. As their third song ended he grinned stupidly as the woman took his hand and led him to the back room of the club drawing the curtains around the booth that she had brought him into. Once in there the woman shoved Brennan down onto the chair at the back and sat astride him, kissing his neck and running her hands over his chest suggestively. Brennan smirked and began unbuckling his pants to her rubbing hands and rough kisses.
Jesse and Brennan stumbled out of the club at two in the morning, completely wasted and barely able to stand. Jesse, being if only slightly more sober than Brennan, had enough sense to set the Jeep in auto pilot to Sanctuary before falling back against his seat and looking over at Brennan with a drunken laugh.
"Sho, you half fun wif that girl?" He slurred.
"Wha girl?" Brennan asked obliviously, for he truly could not remember her. Jesse shrugged and they both laughed again.
TO BE CONTINUED....
A/N: uhh...can anyone else say "uh-oh"? I sense trouble a-brewing...I should, I'm writing it...hehehehe....::evil cackle::