Gotta gotta be down because I want it all
It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Mr. Brightside blasted in the back round, as Jack tried on a tie.
" Chloe could you come here for a second?" Jack tried to yell over the music.
" I'm busy Jack!" Chloe yelled back.
" You're listening to Mr. Brightside!" he retorted.
" Fine!" She yelled, and Jack heard her footsteps coming towards him. " What the hell do you want?"
" Which tie do you think looks better?" Jack asked, showing her one blue one, and one gray one.
" You're asking me?" Chloe teased.
Jack rolled his eyes, and threw the grey one back into his suitcase. He hoped terrorists weren't too picky about ties.
In about an hour they arrived at Tariq's party. Soft middle-eastern music was playing, while most men sat at the long dinner table, chatting. The women were in the kitchen, preparing the meal. Tariq greeted Jack and Chloe at the door.
" Michael, Mrs. Robert, so nice of you to come," he smiled, welcoming them into his home.
They sat down, and for most of the night they watched as the Arabic men danced and sang, some drunk, others just having a good time. Jack could not identify any of the food he ate, but most tasted pretty could, so he could not complain.
After dinner, the music started up again, but most were too tired to get up.
" Chloe, you wanna dance?" Jack asked, grabbing her hand.
" NO! You know I don't dance Jack!" Chloe replied, trying to keep her voice at a whisper.
" Well we're married, remember Chloe, so we have to!" Jack explained.
" Do not!"
" I don't think you wanna make a scene, Chloe," and with that, he whisked her onto the "dance floor."
Chloe put her arms around Jack's neck, and they began to move, slowly to the beat. Ever since the evening had begun, Jack had wanted to hold Chloe, or at least be as close as possible to her. He had no idea where the strange, sudden urges were coming from, but this was certainly satisfying them.
" See, it's not so bad, is it?" Jack asked, and Chloe could feel his hot breath on her neck.
" I guess not," she whispered, as Jack pulled her in closer.
When the song ended, Jack reluctantly pulled apart, and led her back to where they were sitting. He could not take his eyes off her. She looked stunning in her tight, silk dress, and he was having trouble not moving in on her. Why was he feeling this way, she was only a friend? He had probably had one too many drinks.
" Have I told you how incredibly beautiful you look in that?" Jack asked Chloe.
" Only like 10 times, and if you don't shut up, we're going to have to leave," Chloe replied blushing.
In a half hour, they decided it was time to go, so they said goodbye to everyone. Tariq explained to Jack that he would need to see him at 6 the next morning, but Jack hardly heard a word he said. His focus was still on Chloe, who was waiting impatiently for him to be done. Jack nodded goodbye to Tariq, and rushed Chloe out the door.
They drove home in silence, obviously much tension between them. Chloe got ready for bed, and came out too say goodnight to Jack.
" Jack I'm gonna go to bed. Um about tonight…" Chloe began, but Jack put his finger to her lips.
He moved his right hand to cup her chin, and he put his left hand around her waist to bring her in closer. He kissed her softly on the lips, tracing her mouth with his tongue.
" Goodnight, Chloe," he whispered, and she practically ran into her room.
Jack laid down on the couch and wondered what the hell he had just done. Well, it was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.