Chapter 5: Sugar, we're going down...

Ok, so this will be the turning point in the drama, when Wade does what he wants, we all know how that goes...

Anna sighed as she looked at her closet with disgust. How come we spend hours shopping and hundreds of dollars on clothes just to hate them? It's as if they're surrounded by pixie dust and glitter in the store and as soon as you get them home, the size runs small and the colors don't match anything, no matter how versatile. She would never tell him that she left work two hours early to get ready. The black lace bow knicker style thong accented her tanned cheecks, and the matching bra which kept the girls in perfect harmony, and gave them an extra boost (not that they need it). Tonight that would be her little secret, her confidence booster. Not another soul had this sexy set in her arsenal, this one was unreleased and damn- it was hot. Too bad that after trying on four different dresses she still couldn't find one that she liked as much. Nevermind the fact that he wouldn't see it, her confidence was soaring.

As she hung up the rejected dresses, she came upon one she had forgotten about entirely. The silky black dress was just short enough to be risqué, the neckline a deep v, but still classy enough for drinks. She let her long hair down do from the bun and watched as it fell in gentle waves. After touching up her makeup and adding just a little bit of eyeliner for effect, she grabbed her clutch and left.

**two hours earlier**

Wade was sitting on the roof of building across from her apartment when Anna's car turned the corner. He checked his watch- it was only 4:07. He wondered why she was coming home from work two hours early... maybe she needed unicorn time!

{I'd like a ticket to that right fucking now!}

[OOOOOOH ME TOO]
{But if she has unicorn time, then we'll have to have unicorn time, and shit just gets real.}

Wade watched as she got out of her car wearing a cute but sensible tan short sleeve romper. Her hair was up in a twist and she looked all business. He chuckled at the idea of her coming home to get ready for their little rendezvous. Having been lost in his thoughts, he didn't see her walk inside. He saw a flicker in the window next to her balcony door and wondered if it was her room. He was answered moments later when, thinking she was hidden in her 9th floor apartment, she dropped the rompers to the floor and stepped out. For a moment he sat there in shock. Then he watched as she rummaged through the closet, seemingly unimpressed. [You know this is wrong, right?]

{She doesn't know, what's the problem?}
[She's actually meeting with us for drinks and we're just gonna sit here and perv on her through the window?]

"Whitey sometimes you're no fun. But you're right. I don't wanna ruin the surprise anyway. Makes the hunt even more exciting! Besides, when I finally get to that Holiest of Grails, I want it to be the most boner blowing epic moment EVER."

With that being said, Wade lept off of the roof and bounced from balcony to balcony until he found a perch away from her apartment building. He sat thinking about Anna's father and the unfair way he had seperated her from her brother, and how his disappearance seemed too coincidental. Anna said she believed he had him killed, but was that anger or brutal honesty? Contemplating at least a dozen different ways he could slice him up painfully while explaining to him the bastardly things he'd done to his children were immensely fucked up gave him an idea. What if he could find out what had really happened to her brother? Not tonight though, no, tonight was all about her. He wanted to see her let her hair down and relax. And he wanted to see those legs again. Oh god, those legs.

Anna checked her reflection in the rear view mirror, situated her chest(again, you know a girl can never be too sure), and stepped out of her metallic deep brown Audi A8. She had tried to tell herself this was just drinks with a friend (were they even friends?), and she was just nervous because it'd been a while since she'd given any man the time of day. In the back of her mind, however, her thoughts kept rolling over the muscles underneath that spandex burned into her mind when he sat on her counter earlier that day. She opened the door and walked in. Almost immediately she spotted him, talking animatedly with the pretty blonde bartender. As the bartender smiled at him, she looked up and saw her, and Wade followed suit. Instantly she could tell his mouth was gaping, and she did a mental happy dance. He did not take his gaze from hers as she moved across the bar to where he sat.

"Hi." She said to him

"Well hello gorgeous! You look tasty enough to eat." There was a hint of a growl in his voice and itwas evident he was trying very hard to behave.

"Thank you. So how was your day?" She asked, not quite knowing how he would respond.

"Well, I met this super gal, then I had to go make sushi out of some shitbags, I did a little thinking, and then I worried FOREVER about what to wear!"

Anna laughed and he smiled. Anna turned to the blonde at the bar and said, "Hey Ruby, I'll have the usual. How ya been sweetie?"
"Great girl! You know that set you gave me really turned it up a notch with Sammie. She couldn't keep her hands off the merchandise, and damn it was so comfortable! I was thinking about how I haven't seen you in a few weeks. And then this charming sir started describing the knockout he was meeting and I had a hunch it was you. You look amazing!"

"Thanks, and I'm hear Sammie approves." She winked at Ruby "I'll have an amaretto sour, double trouble. Wade?"

"Two shots of Patrón please. And an extra for the lady." They sat talking g about everything under the sun, laughing and joking as though they were lifelong friends.

"I wish we were lifelong friends, if she'd known me back when I was Ryan Reynolds sexy, it would be soooo much easier to get her naked!" Wade thought at the author sending mental daggers.

**Cool it down, big shot or I'll make her a nun. You'll get your shot soon enough.**

Anna was midsentence when she heard Shinedown' song 'The State of My Head' start. She squealed and jumped up, stumbling into Wade' lap.

"That escalated fast." Wade said chuckling

"We have to dance, this is my SONG!" She said loudly "You think you can dance? I'm gonna call you on this one sweetheart because I think you're feeling pretty good and it seems you're balance impaired."

"That's why you're here! Help me, Wade, you're my only hope" She said trying to imitate the Star Wars heroine.

"I have no problem with putting my arms around you." He smiled

Wade lifted her to her feet and escorted her to the dance area. She put her arms around his neck and he put his hands on her hips to keep her steady. She was wiggling and dancing and having a blast. She turned around and put her back against him and continued to slide provocatively and move around, grinding against him, and feeling his involuntary response. She was tipsy, and having a great time. He was trying to behave, and for Wade Wilson, that was a fucking feat. He would've loved to taken her home and bent her over the counter he was sitting on this morning.

{Goddamn she keeps rubbing up on it}

"I'm really not having any trouble believing you right now... in fact, I'd really like to know what it is you're hiding under this sexy spandex." Anna trailed her finger from his eyebrow down his check and over where his lips would be.

Wade waited until her finger rested over his lips and kissed her finger.