Johnny grabbed her arm before she could get to the door. "Let me call you a cab, it's not safe to be running around PC at night."
She jerked her arm free turned back to him. "I'll be fine, besides I don't want to burden you with my presents any longer." she turned and yanked the door handle only to have a hand come above her and push it shut.
Johnny didn't know why he was stopping her, why did she keep making him not think before he acted. She was now pinned between him and the door. "It's no like that Anna and it's really not safe, please just let me get you a cab."
She turned and faced him not realizing how close he was, she could feel his breath on her lips. "Then what is it like?" Snapped at him those blue eyes now icy.
"It's complicated." He found himself leaning closer. "It's nothing to do with you, this is all me."
His forehead was almost resting against hers as he spoke and she snorted. "Really it's not me it's you? You're an asshole you know that, guess it's lucky for me things didn't go any farther or you would have been throwing me out like a whore that over stayed her welcome."
Her sharp words hurt him, what the fuck he had only met his girl a few hours ago. "Don't ever imply that you are a whore or that I would treat you like one." He hissed back.
"We kissed and now you throwing me out all I'm saying if that call had been an hour late who knows maybe you would have at least got a happy ending out of it before giving me the boot." She was trying to hurt him, her pride had just taking a beating not to mention her self-esteem.
Johnny's hand flew up to her face cupping it as he had on the couch, only to have her flinch away from his hand. "Fuck, I'm not going to hit you, fuck." Johnny pulled his hands away and moved back. ""I'm sorry."
She was not surprised my her body's response, it was something she had learned a long time again to expect a hit but she really didn't think he was going to hit her, she didn't know much but she knew in her core he was not going to.
"It's ok, everything is fine." She told him, this time it was her turn to approach him as she did she lay a hand on his forearm.
"It's not fine, you thought I was going to fucking hit you, I'm not a sick fuck that gets off on hurting woman." Johnny stared at her his eyes boring in to hers.
She wanted to hurt him before with earlier comments but not like this the look on his face made her chest hurt. "I know, I know that, I may not know you well but I know that. It's not your fault, it's me, it's all on me."
"It's not you fault, I treated you like shit and then cornered you no wonder you flinched." He didn't look at her this time, he felt like a fucking woman beater.
She grabbed his face in her hands and turned him back to her. "It's not that you didn't scare me you just made me want to piss you off right back. I didn't flinch because of anything you did, it's something my body has just learned to expect over the years." She told him honestly.
Expect...she expected to be hit? Johnny protective instincts went in to over drive. "Someone use to hit you?" Johnny gritted out between clenched teeth.
She let him go and turned back toward the door. "It's fine, I should go anyway."
Johnny quickly moved between her and the door. "It's not fine, you shouldn't expect a hit, who the fuck hurt you?"
"Thought you wanted me gone?" She raised an eyebrow, he was giving her emotional whiplash.
Fuck, he should tell her to go but he couldn't, he didn't really want her to go the first time but with this revelation he wanted her here and he wanted answers and names because he was going to make any fucker that thought it was ok to beat on her regret it. "What can I say, I changed my mind."
"Drink? I know I could use another one." Johnny said pushing off the back of the couch, scooping up both tumblers and refiling they with three fingers each.
Annabell turned back to him moved closer reaching for the tumbler. "Might need more then one." She said talking a large sip.
Johnny followed suit before topping both glasses back off and resuming his spot on the couch. "Join me?" He motioned to the seat.
She debated it for about 10 seconds before sitting in the same spot as before. "Too this fucking day." She said raising her glass to his.
"Well you're not wrong. Too his fucking day." He clinked his glass with hers toasting before they both sipped. "I still wanna know." He told her.
"It's not..."
"If you're about to tell me it's not important I'm going to disagree, someone putting there hands on you is bad enough but enough to make you flinch is sickening." He touched her again this time with far more hesitation, he took the hand that was not occupied with her drink.
"Tell me why you were so quick to throw me and I'll tell you." Tit for tat at least put this at a more level playing field.
"It's a long story." Johnny told her.
"Pretty sure I have sometime to kill." She shot back.
Johnny downed the rest of his drink, he should have just brought the fucking bottle over. "What do you know about Jason Morgan?" What she knew would determine what he could say to her.
"I know what has been printed in the papers, from my research. People say he's mobster, a killer, has no emotions but what's actually true I don't know." The information she had found had not been the best in a would be parent but she wanted to know where she came from.
"Why would you want to know him if that's what you found?" He would have wrote a person off if that was the only info he found while looking for a parent, I mean you ready daddy dearest maybe a killer it doesn't really scream someone you want to know.
She shrugged. "Just because you do bad things doesn't make you a bad person. I never like the idea of everyone being either good or bad, there are shades of gray."
Johnny found himself agreeing, he knew he fell in that gray category. "Anything I say will colour your opinion of him before you ever get the chance to make your own opinion of him. I'll tell you the long story but not today."
"This was an exchange, your story for mine." She said looking down at his hand still in hers.
He still wanted to know, he really did but not at the price of her writing off Jason, he may not be the guys biggest supporter but he actually respected the man and he deserved a chance. "When I tell you we will uphold the exchange but just not today."
She nodded dropping his hand and standing before walking toward the bar, grabbing the bottle they had been drinking and bringing it back to the couch refilling his glass and hers. "So guess we're at a stand still."
He looked at his glass then to her as she settled back on to the couch. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" He asked sipping from the glass.
"Yes, no...maybe. I don't really know what the hell we are doing, this isn't something I do." It was true this was not her, maybe it was because she could finally do what she wanted and not have to worry about anything but a DNA test, not her mother, her problems, nothing but this moment.
"I'm in the same boat, I don't know why the hell I brought you back here or why I changed my mind on you going. So too two people who have no clue what the hell their doing." He tapped his glass to hers.
She laughed. "So we're basically toasting to being idiots?"
He laughed along with her and nodded. "Let's say were just enjoying the ride and not thinking for now."
The pair laughed and began to chat about lighter things drinks continued between the pair both becoming more intoxicated by the slip, the girl ended up with her head in his lap, his hand carding threw his hair as he told a story of his sister and himself as a kid. The less heavy topic forgotten for a while letting the pair relax.
"Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring."
"It's you." Johnny reached over grabbing her bag and set it in her lap.
She still laid with her head on a pillow in his lap as she pulled out the phone.
"Hello?"
"Carly, is something wrong?"
"I'm good, great even, I took your advice."
"Drinks!" The girl giggled in to the phone.
"I'm fine, I don't need to go back to the hotel. I'm going to drink and be an idiot."
"Shit you're smashed babe." Johnny muttered as he moved sitting the girl up right.
"I liked my pillow, come back here!" She said to Johnny.
"Yea and he's pretty cute, I wanna stay." She tired and failed to whisper into the phone.
"Shit." Johnny grabbed the phone. "I'm going to talk to Carly, ok?"
"Carly, it's Johnny if your calling because your with Jason please don't tell him she is with me. She pretty smashed she fine to stay on my couch or you can pick her up if you remember where my place is?"
"See you in a few."
Johnny looked down at the girl on his couch. "You are going to get me in all sorts of trouble."
"From your stories I think you like trouble." She smiled widely at him her hand tugging him down to the couch.
"You're not wrong." He leaned forward and kissed the girl for the second time, he couldn't help but think it might be the last if Jason had anything to day about it.
Her hand once again went to the back of his neck and the other fisted in his shirt as his larger ones cradled her face. She moved closer as the kiss deepened and she felt his tongue see entrance she opened her mouth moaning as their tongues met, she moved even closer straddling his lap her hand no longer fisting the shirt but slipping under it.
Johnny pulled back and rested his forehead on hers. "Ok, that is enough trouble for tonight."
She pouted. "Why? I wasn't done."
He slipped the girl off him and on to the couch before standing. "Because.." A knock on the door stopped him. "That's why."
Johnny walked over to the door pulling it open. "Carly."
"What the hell are you playing at Zacchara?" She asked shoving past him.