Chapter Sixteen: Anybody Got a Light?
EJ lays on his couch, glad to be home. He had been released earlier that day and Sami hadn't left his side since she'd got him back to his apartment. She was making him take the doctor's order of bedrest seriously and had only let him get up to use the bathroom. She walks over to him from the kitchen, bringing him a bottle of water and his pain pill. He sits up to take it while she puts the lamp in the living room on its lowest setting and turns on his CD player. The sounds of Chet Baker* fill the room while Sami sits on the floor next to him, leaning her head back against his hip and twirling the stem of her wineglass between her fingers. "You gonna let me have a sip of that?" EJ asks her, watching her intently as she brings the rim of the glass to her lips. "No, I'm not," she smiles, leaning over to look at him, "you're on pain meds and you can't be mixing those with alcohol." She sets down her glass and kisses the corner of EJ's mouth, then works her way to the underside of his chin and down his neck. EJ leans his head back against the arm of the couch and reaches his arm out to touch her. He rubs his hand over her knee and up her inner thigh. "Well, then," he says softly, "can I have some of that?" "Nope," Sami replies, "total bedrest, doctor's orders." She continues to kiss his neck as she runs a hand up the side of his chest, grazing his nipple with her thumb. EJ moans in frustration. "My god, you're cruel. Didn't your mother ever teach you to share?" Sami picks up her glass of wine and tips it gently over his chest, letting droplets run down his abdomen and form a pool in his navel. "My mother didn't teach me anything at all," she replies, bending her head down to drink the wine off of him.
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EJ rolls his head backwards and closes his eyes. He can feel the pull in him as she sucks the wine out of his bellybutton. He immediately lifts up his hips when he feels her finger tracing his skin inside the waistband of his pants, and she slides them to his knees. He doesn't know if it's the painkiller, or Sami's mouth on him, but suddenly EJ can't think straight. His body feels heavier, then heavier, and then he can't really feel it at all anymore. He tries to look down at her but can't seem to make his eyes open, so he touches her hair with his hand, pulling the strands forward so they fanned out on his chest. He tries to say her name but he can't force the sound out of his mouth. He can feel his chest rise and fall from his erratic breathing as he strokes Sami's hair with his hands. She moves one of her hands from his hip, running it up his side. He grabs it and laces his fingers with hers. He squeezes her hand and begins to say, "Samantha, I'm go…" but he's too late. She waits until he's finished and then moves off of him. She takes a sip of her wine and looks at him but he just stares at the ceiling above him. She moves to him and waves her hand in front of his face. "EJ," she whispers. He turns his head slightly and looks at her. He tries to speak to her but the only noise he can make is a whimper and suddenly he feels like he's fifteen again. A self-satisfied smile cover's Sami's face while he thinks to himself, "I've gotten head from women all over the world and this woman makes me feel like it's my first time." Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. Sami waits for EJ to pull his pants back up and goes to answer it. "Sami, dear, how are you this evening?" "Tony!" Sami exclaims. "What brings you here?" She swings the door open to allow him entrance. Tony chuckles to himself when he sees EJ laying on the couch. "Well, my dear brother, you look as though you've just had an out of body experience."
Kate looks at Lucas with tears in her eyes as they slam closed the door of his cell. "Don't worry baby, we'll get you out of here as soon as the judge posts bail." Lucas bursts into tears. "Why is this happening to me?" he shouts as he throws himself down on his bunk. He curls up with his pillow and cries himself to sleep.
*Author's note: the particular album I have in mind is Le Poète du Jazz but you can insert your favorite Chet Baker album here instead.