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We got a cab back to his place and I silently cursed myself for trusting him so soon. I pushed that thought out of my head as well as I could though because he did seem sweet. I honestly didn't see any ulterior motive with in him. We were kind of quiet during the cab ride. I watched him as he looked out the window and played with his fingers, I thought it was adorable and he did it a lot. We were there within 15 minutes and he paid the driver and thanked him as he grabbed my hand and helped me out of the cab. He didn't exactly live in an upscale neighborhood but it was far from where the trailer trash lived. It wasn't a large building maybe 12 or 14 apartments in it. He held the door open for me and we made our way into the small lobby. "Let's take the elevator unless you're up to climbing seven flights up" I laughed "The elevator sounds like a great choice." After he pushed the button the doors sprung open and we stepped inside. "Are you ok?" He asked me quietly. I nodded my head "Yes, why wouldn't I be?" He smiled and said "You're just quiet I wanted to make sure" I laughed "I am fine, don't worry, or umm should I be worried?" He winked at me again "No need to be, sweetheart" The doors sprung open and we made our way into the hall. There was 4 different door ways and we made our way to the last, reaching into his pocket he fumbled for his keys, unlocking the door he allowed me to go in first then flipped the switch on the wall and shut the door behind him.
We stood there in the hallway and he threw his keys on a small table near the door that was littered with gum wrappers, change and what looked like receipts. Smiling at one another he brushed by me calling back " I am going to grab some drinks, you can sit on the couch if you like. Making my way down the small hallway I entered his living room. It screamed bachelor at me. There was a small couch and a huge T.V. a DVD player and some sort of game system. There was a coffee table too but nothing else. It was pretty clean but I was sure that was due to lack of stuff. I made my way to the window past what was a bedroom all I could see of that was a bed and clothes scattered on the floor. Typical man, nothing I couldn't look past. The view from the window was decent I could see the strip off in the near distance. I turned around and could see him in the kitchen digging through the fridge. This gave me a even better view than the window did. I couldn't help but stare for a moment. Although I think I stayed fixated on his behind a few seconds too long cause when he caught me. I probably turned redder than I ever did before. So I just quickly made my way to the couch and took a seat.
As he entered the living room he just gave me that look. The one that said I saw you. I am pretty sure that I was still blushing. Sitting down next to me his leg was brushing against mine on the small couch.
"I can't offer you a chaser, unless you want water or beer, but I have some Jack."
I'm ok I can drink it straight." I announced proudly "I can handle it."
"Oooohhhh tough girl, hey?" "What else do you drink Becca?" He drew my name out.
"Anything but beer, I can't stand the taste." He made a face and I laughed. "I am sorry, You must think that's absurd, right?"
"Nothing like a good beer" He said when raising the green bottle and licking his lips.
"So do you do this often?" I asked jokingly "Take strange woman home?"
He shook his head "No never here. You're the fist to cross the gates into the mansion." Leaning back onto the couch and propping his feet on the table he took a swig of beer and looked around. "How do you like the place?"
Sitting there nervously on the edge of my seat I answered "Not bad, a little plain, You need a decorator."
"You really don't get the true feel of the place till you see the kitchen there's a Kurig in there." He joked. "Like I said I am hardly ever here as long as I got a bed I am cool."
'It is worth the sacrifice, I can tell you love your job." Looking down at my shot I put it to my lips and swallowed it quick.
"How can you tell I love my job? You never saw me do it." He asked
"No but I can tell by the way your face lit up when you where telling me about it" I looked at him "People only look like that when they are talking about what they love."
He thought about it a moment. "I am living a dream, I guess." Sitting up straight and pulling his legs off the table he said "Let me get a shot. if I can use that glass." He smiled over at me "I only have the one shoot glass." He laughed.
"You're prepared for all occasions then." I joked.
" I am prepared for nothing. I take it as it comes." he smirked. "You really never know." He raised his shot and took it down in a single gulp. "Can I tell you something without creeping you out?"
"Oh no." I said isn't that suppose to mean I will think you're a creep?" I questioned "Just kidding by the way, I doubt I will think you're a creep."
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Grabbing the bottle from my hands he poured me a shot and tipped the bottle up to his own lips. He took a long slow swig bringing the bottle slowly away from his lips. His lips were moist with liquor and the wetness made them shiny, he slowly licked them. He was mesmerizing every movement he made caught my attention. He looked over at me and caught me staring at him once again; at least it was only his face this time. I know i don't need to say it but he was handsome. He smiled sweetly at me and took another sig off the bottle but more quickly this time. Repeating the action of licking his lips. Such an attention seeker. I held my shot glass up and swallowed the contents quickly. I could feel the weight of his stare. I nervously looked at him "Well you going to tell me?" He sat forward and turned towards me. Taking the empty glass out of my hand and setting it on the table he moved closer to me. He held eye contact with me the entire time. His eyes had turned a darker blue in color but the sparkled even more so. Raising his hand to my face he ran his thumb painfully slow over my bottom lip and over my cheek his touch was soft and sensuous. Leaning in more closely, he whispered out I think I would rather just show you" His lips softly crashed into mine. My hand rose to cup his cheek and his tangled his fingers through my hair, pulling my head slightly back by gently pulling hair. I knew what he was looking for and I was all too willing to grant it. I parted my lips slightly and allowed him slide his warm tongue into my mouth. He tasted like beer and it and I softly sucked at him loving the taste of him and the feel of his lips against mine. He withdrew his tongue sucking at my bottom lip before he quickly pulled away from me and I protested with a slight moan at his absence. Leaning back slightly he stroked my hair smiling sweetly. "I glad you showed me instead of telling me" I whispered "I am too." He agreed. Wrapping his arms around me he pulled my head onto his firm chest. "I am so glad I met you" He said softly as he ran his fingers up and down my arm. " I am too" I smiled as I brought my lips back up to his.
As the sunlight filtered in through the blinds, I silently cursed it. It was intrusive and interrupted my sleep. I willed myself to scrunch my eyes more tightly closed. I was annoyed at the warmth it brought and the sound of early morning traffic. I always hated the heat it brought with it, The dry stale air moved in through the window. I fought to ignore all of that and return to sleep, however in the background I could hear my ringtone beckoning to me. I wanted to ignore it but it brought me further into reality. The memories of last night lingering out of my memory, I smiled. Oh Jon, I thought to myself and my eyes sprung open, I was there against his chest, He was warm and my head gently rose and fell with every breath he took. His arm was casually draped across my waist and I moved carefully to look at him. He was sleeping so peacefully and he wore such a cute little contented expression on his face. He looked so angelic I really didn't want to disturb him. I didn't understand how he could sleep so peacefully on the tiny couch. to say he barely fit would be a understatement. He didn't fit at all. he was much too tall to fit on the couch and legs hung off of it. Radioactive by Imagine Dragons once again disrupted my thoughts as it filled the room. I scanned the room looking for my phone spotting it over on the edge of the table; I made an attempt to grab it with minimal movement and realized I failed as I felt him stir to life.
Grabbing my phone quickly I look at the caller I.D. It's Kim; I brace myself and inhale deeply. I just know she is going to be pissed. Glancing back I sigh deeply "Sorry" I softly blurt out. "I got to answer this'. Tapping the screen to accept I took a deep breath. "Hello" The voice that answered back was loud and full of rage. "Where the fuck are you?" She yelled out. "I hope you didn't run of with him to whore your ass out like some rat." I turned my attention to Jon, I could tell he could hear her, she was obnoxious and her voice was shrill. He looked up at me expressionless. I stood up taking the phone away from my ear, "can I take this in the other room." I said pointing to his room, he only nodded. I walked to his room closing the door halfway, not wanting to be completely rude. I quickly raised the phone to my ear again and spat out "Kim, You need to keep your voice down." "Bitch, I will be as loud as I want, Why hold anything back, you fucked him and that's what you are." I was furious "I am not you Kim, I didn't sleep with him, I am nothing like you!" She sat there a moment, I knew she was pissed. I didn't care, being sarcastic I said by the way. "I am fine, thanks for asking" She blurted out " Fine be this way, I will have you know that he is only using you. You're not in his league." Her comment was venomous and I felt the sting of it course through me. I raised my voice and through clenched teeth I let her have it "Fuck you Kim, I don't play the game like you, I have class, We all know who the whore is." Then I pulled the phone away from my ear and pushed end.
I stood there still reasoning with myself that I could not scream, as my phone rang again I threw it on the bed. "Fucking Bitch' I mumbled out. I heard the door creak open and soft footsteps approach on the thick carpet towards me. I heard him clear his throat and he quietly asked "Are you ok?" I asked myself if this could possibly be any more embarrassing then suppressed a sarcastic laugh as I answered myself of course it could, this is Kim we are talking about. I didn't turn to face him but I tried to give a reassuring yes. He continued to approach me and stood very closely to me. I could feel his body slightly touching me from behind. He took his arms and wrapped them around me while leaning into me as his hands rested on my stomach. As he nuzzled his face into my neck he whispered into my ear. "Just forget about her. She is mad, she will get over it." Placing my hands over his a smile crossed my face. "I honestly couldn't care if she does or not." He kissed my neck, while murmuring out "I don't believe you" Turning around in his arms to look at him, he straightened up and looked down at me, wrapped my arms around his neck and rose up on my tip toes still inches short from reaching his lips. I removed one of my arms and let my fingertips glide over his cheek and down his neck to slowly assault his chest. He grabbed my chin and tilted it up to him moving in closer to me his lips brushed against mine. he smelled of stale beer but his overall fragrance was much more obvious to me and I could not come up with one reason as to why I would ever want to leave his arms. Standing there with my head against his chest snuggled into him. I hear him ask " I have today off too, Will you spend it with me?" Smiling against his chest I happily said "Yes."
As I leaned against the kitchen counter while he peered into the fridge as if he was willing something to magically appear. "I have beer" He announced. "Ummm... water and a little less than half a bottle of vodka in the cupboard I think" He laughed turning towards the living room. "There are a few shots of Jack left he smiled. I crinkled my nose up and rolled my eyes at him. "Fine then, I see your picky." He joked. "Ohhh I think I see apple juice" He said pulling out a jug from the back of the fridge unscrewing the cap it hissed at him waving it under his nose he crinkled his nose up."Ummm...maybe not" He said when screwing the cap back on and throwing it in the trash. "Water is fine' I laughed. Reaching back in the fridge he grabbed two bottles of water and handed me one while opening the other and taking a long swig. Water dribbled out of the corner of his mouth and as he pulled the bottle away from his lips he wiped his chin off with the back of his arm. A smile crossed his face and those adorable dimples reappeared " I need to feed you, I guess we should order out"
We decided on Chinese food. Jon said he knew a great place. I helped him clear the bottles from the living room while we waited. He joked with me that his maid would think he hadn't even been home this week. I couldn't help but laugh I knew the place was a little to clean. "What?" He looked at me questionably. "Nothing" shaking my head "I just had a feeling it wasn't you keeping this place dust free, but this has to be the easiest job she has, there isn't anything to clean." As he placed the shot glass in the sink he turned and looked at me "maybe you want to help me decorate sometime then?" I looked back at him "I don't know your style." He made his way over to the counter I had propped up against wrapping a arm around my waist, He reached up with his free arm and ran his fingers through my hair watching it fall through his fingers and land back on my shoulder. "We should fix that" He breathed out.