Chapter 25, part 1: Only You Make Me Happy

Everything can go
Cuz the one thing I know
Is only You make me happy

Jay was consumed by his work, sitting in the office of the garage, getting all the paperwork out of the way. He looks so cute when he's concentrating. Emma quietly entered the office, and Jay had still yet to look up. Moving behind him, Emma gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. At first, Jay flinched, but feeling lips on his skin, he knew they were Emma's. Emma backed up, allowing Jay to swivel around in his chair.

"Hey." Jay pulled Emma down into his lap. "What are you doing here?"

"On my lunch break." Emma gave him another soft kiss, this time on the lips. "I decided to stop by to see you."

"Cool." Jay planted his lips on hers, kissing her more and more. An employee knocked on the open door.

"Uh, sorry, door was open." He entered the office and dropped some cash and a receipt on the desk. "A guy just paid." The employee left the office, and Jay went back to kissing Emma.

"Jay." Emma giggled as Jay kissed her.

"What?" He asked, momentarily stopping his kisses.

"Someone could walk in, again." Emma pointed out.

"Okay, okay." Jay sat back in his chair so he could see all of Emma. "You want to go out for dinner tonight?"

"If you want to." Emma gave him a small smile.

"I know this small, quiet restaurant." Jay told her. "We can talk."

"Okay." Emma leaned into him. "What time?"

"Seven good?" He asked, wrapping his arm around her.

"Yeah." Emma gave him a kiss on the lips. "I have to head back to work, see you later." He kissed her one more time before she got up. Watching her walk out of the office, Jay couldn't help but smile. Emma couldn't help but smile either, she really hoped her and Jay could do this right this time.

Both of them felt like work dragged on, most likely due to the fact that they couldn't wait to see each other again. Emma rushed home from work, taking a quick shower, and spending a half hour staring at her closet.

"You have a date?" Manny asked from the doorway.

"Jay and I are going out for dinner." Emma told her, shifting through her clothes.

"Like a diner dinner or a-"

"A small, quiet restaurant, so we can talk." Emma cut her off.

"That's cute." Manny nodded, "Clothing trouble?"

"Yes!" Emma groaned, going through her clothes again. Emma pulled out her metallic tube dress; it has a tulip bottom hem, a bit of rouching on the sides of the chest, a drape in front, and is a very comfortable fit. As she put it on, and stared at herself, she asked Manny, "Is this too slutty?"

"Definitely not, you look gorgeous." Manny walked into the room, smoothing out the dress a bit. "Jay's gonna go crazy when he sees you in it." Manny turns her head to the doorway when she hears knocking. "That must be your lover boy. I'll get it." Manny walked out of the room, allowing Emma to slip on some heels and check herself in the mirror again. Slowly, Emma made her way out of her room, hoping Jay likes her in the dress. Catching his breath as she came around the corner, Jay looked Emma over. "You two have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Manny said as she walked them out the door.

"Bye Manny." Emma called over her shoulder. Jay put his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

"You are gorgeous." He whispered into her ear. Emma reached up, meeting his lips in a soft kiss. She looked Jay over, who wasn't in his normal hoodie. He had on plain black dickies and a relaxed fit button up shirt.

"You look nice. I didn't know you owned a button up shirt." Emma put her arm around his waist, feeling the soft material of the shirt.

"I own a few." Jay said nonchalantly. "I only wear them for special people." Emma smiled, and the two remained in a comfortable silence during the car ride.

Jay pulled up to a semi-formal, very cozy restaurant. The waiter seated them in a semi-circle booth in a pretty enclosed, dim-lit area. Their food was brought to them in a short time, and the two began simultaneously picking at their food. "I want to do this."

"Yeah, me too." Emma smiled warmly at Jay, knowing what he was referring to.

"And I promise not to leave." Jay half-joked.

"Good... besides, if you do, I will have to hurt you." Emma smirked, joking as well.

"Well, I'm not, so you won't have to." Jay looked at Emma as her attention went back to her plate. Staring at her chest, Jay couldn't pull his eyes away, but he was interrupted by their waiter.

"Would you like desert, the special is a fudge brownie, vanilla ice cream and hot fudge." The waiter began taking their plates.

"Yeah, sure." Jay shrugged, still looking over at Emma. She looked up at him.

"It'll be out in a moment." The waiter cleared the table and walked into the kitchen.

"Jay, you're staring." Emma looked back down, blushing a bit.

"I can't help it, but if I continue staring like a typical guy, feel free to hit me." Jay pulled his eyes away from her body. She looked back up to meet his eyes. She wouldn't hit him, even though she felt embarrassed by his attention, she liked that it was coming from him.

"Here's your desert." The waiter placed a big glass cup in front of Jay, along with two spoons. Emma slid over to Jay, letting her bare leg lean against his. He picked up the spoon, getting a little piece of brownie and some ice cream, and feeding it to Emma.

"Mmm..." Emma murmured, instantly turning Jay on, and not meaning to. Looking at Jay to see him staring at her again, Emma placed her legs over Jay's leg, getting closer to him. She took another spoonful of the desert, placing it in her mouth. Putting the spoon down on the plate, Emma reached up, kissing Jay tenderly on the lips. Jay put his arm around her after the kiss ended. He watched her pick up another spoonful, this time feeding it to him. Taking another spoonful, Emma fed it to herself. "This is really good." Emma looked at the big bowl of ice cream, taking another spoonful.

"Yeah, it is." Jay replied, looking at Emma. She turned her head to face him.

"I was talking about the ice cream." Emma told him, a smirk forming in the corner of her lips.

"I wasn't." Jay breathed, placing his lips on her. Emma forgot about the desert, placing her hand on his chest. Jay held Emma close with the arm that was around her waist. Taking his other hand, Jay rested it on her bare legs. Without realizing it, his hand began moving up her legs, up her dress. Caressing her thighs, Jay's hand began inching upwards, almost reaching her panties.

"Jay." Emma spoke into the kiss, her voice barely a whisper. The two broke apart, each breathing quietly. Jay slowly inched his hand out of her dress.

Leaning his head against hers, he whispered "sorry." Running his hand gently up and down the front of her leg, "I didn't realize what I was doing."

"Would you like the check?" The waiter asked, walking over to their table.

"Yeah." Jay said, trying not to say 'hell yes' or make his voice too eager. Emma stifled a giggle and un-intertwined her legs from his. Smiling, the waiter placed the check face down on the table. Jay took out money, and leaving a tip on the table. Emma scooped up another spoonful of the desert. "Let's get out of here."