Chapter 5
A couple of hours later...
Jasmine sat Indian style staring at the closet doors, she didn't shut the bedroom door. She left it cracked open a little. The sounds coming from the television and Bacon made her eyes roll, she moved her neck side to side hoping that would relieve her tension but to her dismay it didn't. The source of her "Tension" was lying across the couch laughing at what he was watching.
"Are you hungry darlin?" The question being shouted out.
"Why?" she asked frowning.
"Cause I was thinking of preparing myself something to eat" Bacon shouted before getting up. He listened in great detail for her answer, a smile coming over his face when he heard her footsteps coming down the hallway.
"What would you like?" He then asked while opening up the fridge.
Jasmine bit her bottom lip while settling herself against the counter. "I don't know."
Bacon turned, "There's some left over Chinese food?"
"Alright"
With a wink, Bacon turned and began pulling out the containers of goodies. Jasmine took this time to get out a couple of plates and some forks. She place them on the coffee table in front of the couch.
"Want this heated up?"
"Sure" Jasmine answered him then asked if he wanted something to drink.
"Beer"
Jasmine made her way back to the kitchen and over to the fridge, she grabbed a couple of beers out then returned to their make shift table.
"This is hot," Bacon noted after placing all the food in front of the plates, he settled himself on the floor before taking his beer.
Jasmine eyed him and was fascinated by his graceful manner. He slowly twisted the cap and gently slid his hand down the neck of the beer before drawing it to his lips. She found herself wondering if he caressed women just a well as beer bottles.
The meal was spent in silence, both of them were quite hungry and in no mood for idle chatting. After dinner, Jasmine cleared the food while Bacon cleaned the dishes. All the while he hummed a song causing her to ask him a question.
"What is with the show tunes?"
Bacon finished drying his hands before answering her, he leaned back against the sink and smiled. "My mum loved the cinema. Crazy for all the musicals, dragged me to everything from Oklahoma to Kiss Me Kate. It made her smile and I enjoyed the time with her... so I know all the songs."
Jasmine smiled, "That's sweet."
With a twinkle in his eye, Bacon couldn't resist, "And the ladies love it when I sing them to sleep."
The smile which graced Jasmine face faded, "Really?" She raised her eyebrow, "So that's the best part of the show then?"
For once Bacon wasn't ready with a come back, he watched as she snickered while walking over to the couch. He snorted before grabbing another beer and flopping down on the other end of the couch. The smirk plastered across her face was beginning to annoy him.
"So, Bacon. How long have you known Soap?" Jasmine asked.
"Since grade school"
"And? How, when, where?"
Bacon kicked his legs up onto the coffee table, "Well, there's these blokes giving Soap a bad time. Everyday after school they would wait for him and do a real number on him and all he would say was "just wait" never yelled or cry out. He'd tell em to just wait. See I was already about with Ed and Tom, so we'd began watching Soap and these blokes after school. I'll never forget it, one day the sun shinning, it's gorgeous outside. Soap comes around the corner and just like that, they're there waiting. The big bugger steps up and yells down at him, without a word Soap reaches up and knocks the fella on his arse. It was so sudden that all the others guys just stepped back and gasped. Soap raised his head and dared them to touch him again. It was brilliant and the fact that he had his dad's brass knuckles didn't hurt. So I, along with Ed and Tom went up to him and after that we were friends."
"Best friends, they mean a lot to you don't they?"
"They do," Bacon smiled then went back to watching television. "And no I won't tell you my real name!"
Jasmine shook her head and thought to herself how did he know I was going to ask that?
"The look on your face gave you away," he winked. "So what do you want to do sweetheart?"
"Why do you do that?"
"What you mean?"
"Call me love, sweetheart?" Jasmine asked.
"I just do," Bacon told her.
Oscar walked over and sat down in front of Jasmine, she looked down at him. "What does this cat want?"
Bacon grinned, "Some lovin darlin."
Jasmine frowned then slowly began rubbing behind the cat's ears, she smiled when she heard him purring. "He's kinda cute in a cat sort of a way."
"That's cause he is a cat," Bacon teased. "I'd purr to if you were rubbing behind my ears."
"You wish," she told him while looking over at him.
When her lips formed a smile, Bacon face lit up. "Awww there it is that smile." He let out a roar of laughter that scared Oscar, the cat looked over at him then walked over.
"Looks like you got a new friend," Jasmine said while leaning over and taking the remote.
"Hey," Bacon snapped.
"You're busy darlin," She said in a pretty good english accent.
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Bacon played around the with the cat until Oscar fell asleep, he was happy of that since now with the cat asleep he could get the remote back from Jasmine. She was watching one of those decorating shows where they switch a room or something stupid like that.
"You aren't getting this remote back," Jasmine warned as if she had read his mind.
"Can't we see something else, check for a film or something?"
"You don't like this?"
"No it's..."
Jasmine rolled her eyes then finished his statement, "women's stuff."
Bacon looked away but then turned back suddenly, "Let's play a game."
"Why?" Jasmine asked.
"I'm bored."
"What do you want to play Bacon?" she teasing asked.
"Poker?"
"Alright" Jasmine watched as Bacon's smirk appeared.
"Strip poker?" He said before letting his tongue lick at his bottom lip.
"Is that all you men think about?" Jasmine hissed trying to hide the blush she'd gotten from his act. Lord, she thought to herself, all he did was lick his lip!
"Real poker then."
~~~~~~~~
Jasmine held in her laughter at Bacon's pissed off state, he was losing and didn't like that fact. She'd been dealing for the last hour and he'd won one game. His eyes narrowed on the cards while his face hardened, he was concentrating far too much and letting his temper get the best of him.
"Fucking hell!" He yelled after she laid her cards down.
"Well that had to hurt." Jasmine giggled. "No more."
Bacon through a heated gaze, "You took me proper there!"
"Boohoo poor little Bacon got his ass kicked by a gurl." Jasmine had to admit he was really cute when he was pissed.
"I want a beer," he barked before getting up and storming into the kitchen.
"You really hate to lose don't you," she snickered as he returned to the living room.
Bacon said nothing just took his seat, after taking a long sip he placed the beer down with a smile. "How bout strip poker, see how your luck runs?"
With a hint of hestiation Jasmine said sure, she figured her luck would hold up.
~~~~~~~~
"Come on darlin don't be shy, too late for that" Bacon cooed as Jasmine rolled her eyes. She then smiled sweetly before reaching down and pulling off her right sock.
"What?" Bacon yelled, "Socks don't count, but I'll let you have it." He smiled befored leaning over and seeing that both socks were now off. "Now you got nothing else but the essentials."
Jasmine gave him a cheeky grin before grabbing the cars, "Fine I'll deal!"
A couple of hours later...
Jasmine sat Indian style staring at the closet doors, she didn't shut the bedroom door. She left it cracked open a little. The sounds coming from the television and Bacon made her eyes roll, she moved her neck side to side hoping that would relieve her tension but to her dismay it didn't. The source of her "Tension" was lying across the couch laughing at what he was watching.
"Are you hungry darlin?" The question being shouted out.
"Why?" she asked frowning.
"Cause I was thinking of preparing myself something to eat" Bacon shouted before getting up. He listened in great detail for her answer, a smile coming over his face when he heard her footsteps coming down the hallway.
"What would you like?" He then asked while opening up the fridge.
Jasmine bit her bottom lip while settling herself against the counter. "I don't know."
Bacon turned, "There's some left over Chinese food?"
"Alright"
With a wink, Bacon turned and began pulling out the containers of goodies. Jasmine took this time to get out a couple of plates and some forks. She place them on the coffee table in front of the couch.
"Want this heated up?"
"Sure" Jasmine answered him then asked if he wanted something to drink.
"Beer"
Jasmine made her way back to the kitchen and over to the fridge, she grabbed a couple of beers out then returned to their make shift table.
"This is hot," Bacon noted after placing all the food in front of the plates, he settled himself on the floor before taking his beer.
Jasmine eyed him and was fascinated by his graceful manner. He slowly twisted the cap and gently slid his hand down the neck of the beer before drawing it to his lips. She found herself wondering if he caressed women just a well as beer bottles.
The meal was spent in silence, both of them were quite hungry and in no mood for idle chatting. After dinner, Jasmine cleared the food while Bacon cleaned the dishes. All the while he hummed a song causing her to ask him a question.
"What is with the show tunes?"
Bacon finished drying his hands before answering her, he leaned back against the sink and smiled. "My mum loved the cinema. Crazy for all the musicals, dragged me to everything from Oklahoma to Kiss Me Kate. It made her smile and I enjoyed the time with her... so I know all the songs."
Jasmine smiled, "That's sweet."
With a twinkle in his eye, Bacon couldn't resist, "And the ladies love it when I sing them to sleep."
The smile which graced Jasmine face faded, "Really?" She raised her eyebrow, "So that's the best part of the show then?"
For once Bacon wasn't ready with a come back, he watched as she snickered while walking over to the couch. He snorted before grabbing another beer and flopping down on the other end of the couch. The smirk plastered across her face was beginning to annoy him.
"So, Bacon. How long have you known Soap?" Jasmine asked.
"Since grade school"
"And? How, when, where?"
Bacon kicked his legs up onto the coffee table, "Well, there's these blokes giving Soap a bad time. Everyday after school they would wait for him and do a real number on him and all he would say was "just wait" never yelled or cry out. He'd tell em to just wait. See I was already about with Ed and Tom, so we'd began watching Soap and these blokes after school. I'll never forget it, one day the sun shinning, it's gorgeous outside. Soap comes around the corner and just like that, they're there waiting. The big bugger steps up and yells down at him, without a word Soap reaches up and knocks the fella on his arse. It was so sudden that all the others guys just stepped back and gasped. Soap raised his head and dared them to touch him again. It was brilliant and the fact that he had his dad's brass knuckles didn't hurt. So I, along with Ed and Tom went up to him and after that we were friends."
"Best friends, they mean a lot to you don't they?"
"They do," Bacon smiled then went back to watching television. "And no I won't tell you my real name!"
Jasmine shook her head and thought to herself how did he know I was going to ask that?
"The look on your face gave you away," he winked. "So what do you want to do sweetheart?"
"Why do you do that?"
"What you mean?"
"Call me love, sweetheart?" Jasmine asked.
"I just do," Bacon told her.
Oscar walked over and sat down in front of Jasmine, she looked down at him. "What does this cat want?"
Bacon grinned, "Some lovin darlin."
Jasmine frowned then slowly began rubbing behind the cat's ears, she smiled when she heard him purring. "He's kinda cute in a cat sort of a way."
"That's cause he is a cat," Bacon teased. "I'd purr to if you were rubbing behind my ears."
"You wish," she told him while looking over at him.
When her lips formed a smile, Bacon face lit up. "Awww there it is that smile." He let out a roar of laughter that scared Oscar, the cat looked over at him then walked over.
"Looks like you got a new friend," Jasmine said while leaning over and taking the remote.
"Hey," Bacon snapped.
"You're busy darlin," She said in a pretty good english accent.
~~~~~~
Bacon played around the with the cat until Oscar fell asleep, he was happy of that since now with the cat asleep he could get the remote back from Jasmine. She was watching one of those decorating shows where they switch a room or something stupid like that.
"You aren't getting this remote back," Jasmine warned as if she had read his mind.
"Can't we see something else, check for a film or something?"
"You don't like this?"
"No it's..."
Jasmine rolled her eyes then finished his statement, "women's stuff."
Bacon looked away but then turned back suddenly, "Let's play a game."
"Why?" Jasmine asked.
"I'm bored."
"What do you want to play Bacon?" she teasing asked.
"Poker?"
"Alright" Jasmine watched as Bacon's smirk appeared.
"Strip poker?" He said before letting his tongue lick at his bottom lip.
"Is that all you men think about?" Jasmine hissed trying to hide the blush she'd gotten from his act. Lord, she thought to herself, all he did was lick his lip!
"Real poker then."
~~~~~~~~
Jasmine held in her laughter at Bacon's pissed off state, he was losing and didn't like that fact. She'd been dealing for the last hour and he'd won one game. His eyes narrowed on the cards while his face hardened, he was concentrating far too much and letting his temper get the best of him.
"Fucking hell!" He yelled after she laid her cards down.
"Well that had to hurt." Jasmine giggled. "No more."
Bacon through a heated gaze, "You took me proper there!"
"Boohoo poor little Bacon got his ass kicked by a gurl." Jasmine had to admit he was really cute when he was pissed.
"I want a beer," he barked before getting up and storming into the kitchen.
"You really hate to lose don't you," she snickered as he returned to the living room.
Bacon said nothing just took his seat, after taking a long sip he placed the beer down with a smile. "How bout strip poker, see how your luck runs?"
With a hint of hestiation Jasmine said sure, she figured her luck would hold up.
~~~~~~~~
"Come on darlin don't be shy, too late for that" Bacon cooed as Jasmine rolled her eyes. She then smiled sweetly before reaching down and pulling off her right sock.
"What?" Bacon yelled, "Socks don't count, but I'll let you have it." He smiled befored leaning over and seeing that both socks were now off. "Now you got nothing else but the essentials."
Jasmine gave him a cheeky grin before grabbing the cars, "Fine I'll deal!"