Chapter 8 - Causing a scene
"I wouldn't know, why don't you go ask her." Arthur suggested sarcastically.
"I would but she seems to be enjoying herself." Eames said completely engrossed by this new male, missing Arthur's sarcasm completely. He'd never seemed so concerned before. Forgers don't concern themselves over women, they don't have time, nor the desire to be tied down. He guessed it was because all his one night stands didn't know what kind of business he was in. The only real women that knew were Mal, and she was dead and previously married to Cobb, and Ariadne, which as far as he was concerned she was Arthur's, so no luck there. But Gianna's part of the business and she's got that snarky spunky attitude, and her gun firing skills matched any man's. He was completely enticed by her charm.
He looked back to the couple seeing all the body language form Gianna, whether she realized it or not.
She was stroking her martini glass, licking her lips, stroking of the thigh (which looked more like a nervous or anxious gesture), bouncing her foot, it was all 'look at me, be nice and maybe you'll get lucky tonight!'
All the while, he had his hand on her elbow as if to signal for men to stay away, and he was close to her which was more body language. He noticed he led her out to the dance floor and they started bumping and grinding like everyone else, he tried to convince himself that she was tipsy and wasn't thinking straight. Why would she go dance with that scrawny boy while she had Eames standing right there?
They came back after a few songs and resumed drinking, I'd decided now would be a nice time to cause a scene.
"Enjoying your your night, love?" Eames asked Gianna throwing an arm around her shoulder
"Eames-y! I missed you!" She said slightly slurring her words
"And you must be?" This 'Adam' asked rather annoyed sounding, holding out his hand
"I'm Eames. I'm staying at Gianna's home for the time being." Eames said thinking, what's the problem in getting him a little mad?
"Oh, are you a relative?" He asked, trying to convince himself I was from the looks of it.
"Not at all. We just met a couple weeks ago." I replied snarkily. I could see the anger boiling on his face, little ginger was getting mad, I could tell. "In fact we've been spending all of our time together since then, barely left the house." I teased a little more, it was true. Gianna was right, there's nothing to do in Ohio.
"Eames-y is right, we've been cooped up a looooong time." Gianna replied, almost falling off of the stool, Eames went to grab her and his arm wound around her body just above her chest and just below her neck
"Mr. Bartender!" Gianna called out, the bartender walked over quickly.
"Can I get a large glass of water for my friend here." Eames interjected before Gianna could order another drink, all the while Adam was looking around never staring at something too long, purposefully avoiding the situation at hand. There was something suspicious about him, and Eames didn't like it.
After the water was recieved Eames excused himself and went to the restroom leaving Gianna with Adam and Ariadne was with Arthur obviously trying to loosen him up a bit. She was waving a drink around his face laughing, and he had that cheeky little smirk the bastard was always wearing.
When I returned, it seems Arthur had cracked and was happily sipping away at some girly drink that no doubt Ari gave to him. She looked over to me and I just winked at her walking by back to the other end of the bar.
"Why don't we skip out go back to my place?" Eames caught the start of a disaster waiting to happen.
"Because, the alcohol wore off and I have guests over."
"They can go get a hotel." Eames looked over to see it was Adam and Gianna, he had his hand on her upper arm possessively and she was trying to push it away.
"No that's rude. I'm leaving soon anyway, it's almost one and I have stuff to do tomorrow."
"You wouldn't have led me on this whole time if you weren't expecting anything to happen afterward." He said, tightening his grip on her
"Leading you on? Wha- No! I was having a good time." She said, backing away. He leaned forward and started whispering things in her ear and she started struggling even more.
"I believe she said she didn't want to go with you." Eames said, deciding it was time to help out.
"I believe this doesn't concern you." He said angrily. Eames pried his hand off of Gianna's arm and put her behind him.
"Good, it's settled. We're leaving. Grab your purse darling and head towards the door." Eames said before receiving a barely there punch in the face form Adam. Eames smirked, wiped his nose, and threw one of his own sending the guy to the ground in pain.
"Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave now." A man barely taller than Eames said
"Right. Let's go then." He said leading Gianna out of the building, quickly followed by Ariadne and Arthur. Gianna was silent the whole way home when Eames was explaining what happened to Arthur and stomped into the house when they arrived home.
"I can't believe you did that Eames." Gianna sighed out after Arthur and Ariadne went to bed
"I'm sorry what?" He asked perplexed.
"How could you punch him? I could have handled it rationally. It wasn't necessary for you to intervene." She answered.
"I'm sorry I didn't want you to be sexually harassed maybe even abused by some guy while you're tipsy!"
"If anyone would do that to me it'd be you! I barely know you and yet you're living in my house!" She answered. She thought she saw a flash of anger, maybe even sadness come over his eyes but other than that his face remained passive. He sighed loudly before going out the door. "Eames? Wait..I didn't mean that." She said dejectedly. She walked out the door to look around after he didn't answer. She went out of the yard and looked around.
Eames wasn't anywhere to be found.
A/N: I think this is the longest chapter I've written in this story so far but I just kept going with it.
I had originally planned something else for this but you know these characters have minds of their own...
Good? Bad? Lemme know!
(And please forgive me for the late update :X)