Paul smiled as he watched the scenery go by, loving the feeling that his crush was sitting just a few inches away from him. He slowly turned his eyes to the brunette beauty driving the car and waited for her to give him a smile. "You wanna tell me where we're going?"
Emily bit her lip as she sheepishly looked away from his soft eyes, focusing back on the busy road ahead of her. "I told you I'd take you around, Paul. But I'm not giving you any hints of where we're going." She gave a quick glance and a wink to the man beside her. "Don't you like surprises?"
"Um, from experience I'd have to say no. Well, other the surprise of you showing up at the bar in that tiny dress."
The brunette smiled wide and gave a short laugh, her hands gripping the wheel as she turned them onto an exit. "Yeah, that was quite the surprise wasn't it?"
Paul nodded with a smile, his hands rubbing along his jean clad thighs. "But the sad part of that night was that we never got to finish that almost-kiss." He saw out of the corner of his eye that Emily stiffened in response, but a small smile was on her face. "I mean, the night was going so perfect and you were playing along with all of my shit…and your lips were so close to mine…"
Emily shook her head as her teeth began to grind against one another. "Paul I'm sorry to say, but the old you was not someone that I would want to kiss." She gave a short laugh as she heard a sigh from beside her. "Trust me when I say that I was sort of attracted to your confident personality, but I didn't like what you stood for. I didn't like the way you treated me and I hated the way you looked like an 80's clown!"
Paul gave a laugh as the brunette pulled the car into a parking lot, the rain starting to pour. "Ok, that I get."
Once the car was shut off, both brunettes jumped from their seats and slammed their car doors. Emily's eyes widened in surprise when she felt his hand grab hers, but she gave a smile before tugging on his hand and bringing him inside the bar.
Paul's eyes widened once they were inside the warm enclosure, his hand clutching onto Emily's for dear life when he saw practically every man in the bar turn his way, their eyes growling his way.
Emily looked up to the man beside her when she felt his hand smoothing down his hair. "What is it, Paul?"
"They're staring at me."
The brunette smirked as she squeezed his hand tight. "I'm a regular here, so I know most of them. And they know about my horrible relationships in the past, so they're gonna be a little hard on you."
Paul felt his throat constrict as Emily pulled him up to the bar and sat him down next to her. His ears heard her call over the bartender, but his eyes were fixed on a tattooed biker that sat not five feet away, his eyes glued to Paul's jugular.
Emily smiled as her friend made their way over to her, and she quickly grabbed onto Paul's hand. "Hey Roy!"
The taller blond smiled wide at the woman who tried to make it into this rathole at least once a week, his eyes shining as he crossed his muscular arms. "Well hello there, Miss Prentiss. I didn't get a chance to see you last week."
Emily nodded to the man before she looked over to Paul, watching as his shoulders relaxed just a bit at the sight of her calming eyes. "I had a little bit of business to take care of." She turned back to Roy, smiling seductively when she saw him flex his arms out. "But I'm back now, and I brought a date."
Paul grinned at the woman next to him and laid a sweet kiss on her temple. "A date, huh?"
Emily smiled to the man beside her and laid their joined hands on the table. "I'd like to think so, yes."