Once I get to the table I start to feel a little lightheaded. I think it's time for me to go. “Sofy” I pull her closer “I think we should leave”. She looks at me “Oh please Jane a little longer”.
I really don't think I can last any longer but I just nod and take a sit. It seems like everything around me is spinning. I hold on to the table to keep me from falling. I need to get out of here. I feel like I can blackout any minute. I can't ask Sophia to leave she is having fun and I can't call a cab because I don't have no cash on me. Why did I listen to Sophia and leave my purse behind? I don't even know how we got here so it's not like I can walk and even if I knew there is no way I can walk right now. There is only one way I can get home and if I was sober I would never call but since I'm not I will. Desperate times calls for drastic measures. I reach for Sophia's phone and copy down the number I need.
I put her phone back and stand up “Where are you going?” she ask. “I'll be back” I walk away. Once I reach the bathroom I make my call. “Gabriel Smith” he answer all professional. Just the sound of his voice makes my knees weak. “Really?” I laugh “that's how you answer your phone all James Bondish?”. Who answers there phone like that?
“Jane?” he guessed. “Carter, Jane Carter” I mock him. I couldn't help it. “Are you okay? You sound weird?” he ask and that reminds me why I called in the first place. “About that,” I play around with my chain. How can I get nervous just talking to him over the phone? “I'm sort of drunk and I was wondering if you could come and get me?” I close my eyes hoping he says yes. “Sort of?” he lets out a small laugh “Is Sophia with you? Who is driving? How did ya even buy drinks?”. Here we go with all this damn questions. It can never be a simple answer with him. “Oh god can you stop being such an ask-hole,” I roll my eyes out of frustrated.
“You know what I shouldn't of called you in the first place forget I ever dial” I hang up. What was I thinking calling him? I wasn't thinking. I should of known better. I guess I just have to stay here and hope Sophia will want to go home soon. Right before I start to walk my phone vibrates. I look down and see Gabe's number. I know I shouldn't answer but I do any ways. “What?” I answer with an at itude. “Don't hang up,” Gabe commands “where are you?” he ask in his serious tone. I can just picture him arching his eyebrow waiting for my answer. “Gabriel I said forget-” I shake my head as if he can see me. “Where are you Jane?” he interrupts me. I can just hang up on him again but I know that if I do he will just keep calling and if I don't answer he might call Sophia. “I don't know the address but the club is called The Boom” I finally say. “I know where it is. I'll be there in 10 minutes don't move” he hangs up before I can even get another word in. I throw my head back this is a bad idea every fiber in my body is telling me. It so hot in here that the back of my hair is sticking to my neck I need to go outside and get some fresh air. I slowly start walking my way outside to get some air. As soon as I step a foot outside the night breeze hits my face it feels like heaven. I walk to the side of the building to wait for Gabe. I don't want Sophia to see him here. I lean back on the wall trying to keep my balance. A few seconds later I see Mark and Ashley leaving the club. Damn I don't want them to see me I quickly turn around to hide my face. Please don't let them see me. “Jane is that you?” I hear Mark. I forgot that I have red hair now and can be spotted a mile away. I slowly turn around to face him.
“Do you need a ride?” he ask as Ashley roll her eyes. What's her problem? I'm getting sick of her attitude. “No thank you I'm waiting for my ride” I smile. Where the hell is Gabe?
Hasn't it been more than 10 minutes? “I can wait with you if you like” he kindly offers. Ashley is huffing and puffing like she is the big bad wolf. Poor Mark he deserve so much better than her. He is to nice of guy to be stuck with some one so swallow as Ashley. Just when I'm about to open my mouth to refuse his offer I spot Gabriel's black BMW pull up behind Mark. I'm so happy to see him that I can't stop my smile.
“That won't be necessary my ride just got here” I point to Gabe. I push myself up and try walking as steady as possible.
Which turns out to be very very hard with this heels and my wobbling legs. I give Mark a smile as I walk away but I trip over Ashley's foot. I brace myself for the fall but I never hit the floor. I open my eyes and see that Mark's arms are around me. Thank god for his cat reflects he caught me before I made a fool out of myself. “What the fuck Ashley?” he gives her an evil eye as he helps me back up. That is exactly what I want to know. “Excuse me Mark” that voice makes my hairs stand up “Have you seen my sister or her friend Jane?” Gabriel ask. Oh god please take me now. I shyly lift my head up as I fix my dress. I don't want to flash anybody. I push my hair out of my face “Hi”. Why do I keep embarrassing myself in front of him? It's like if that is my life purpose or something. “Jane?” he looks surprise as he takes the mess that I am. “Lava girl in the flesh” I smile and I notice that Mark's is still holding me. “Seriously?” Ashley ask and we all turn towards her. “What do you guys see in her? She looks like a female version of Chucky with that nasty red hair”. What did she just say about me? Is one thing for Gabe to make fun of me but for this bitch to make fun of me is a different story. She has been giving me attitude and throwing death stares all fucking night. I had have enough of her she just push my last button. “I'll show you Chucky” I removes Mark's arm and throw myself at her but at the same time Gabe wraps his arms around my waist. I try shoving his arms off me but he just tightens his hold on me. “Wow there Rambo” he whisper into my ear. My body instantly relax and my legs go numb. I don't know if it's a reaction to the alcohol or to having him so close. “I'm so sorry” Mark apologizes. I'm so mad right now that I'm trying to come up with a way to get my hands on Ashley. Ashley gives me a what-are-you-going-to-do stare. This bitch must not now that I can rearrange her face in matter of seconds. Mark grabs her arm and drags her away. Gabriel spins us around and walks me to his car. “If I let you go do you promise not to run after that girl?” he ask. His breath on my skin makes me shiver. I want to say no just so he can hold me but instead I just nod my head. He lets go of me and reaches for his car door. I feel something in my chest flip when he opens the door for me.
He extend his hand and I take it. Once I was sitting down he reach over my lap to buckle me up. He brushes my arm with his causing my body to react to him. His face is only a few inches away from mine. I'm so close to him that I can see his five o' clock shadow. It makes him look older than what he is. The car fills up with his cologne and I can't resist I close my eyes and lean in to smell him. He smells like coffee mix with axel. He smells so good. He clears his throat and I open my eyes. I didn't know I was this close to him. If I lean in anymore I'll be kissing his neck. I quickly pull back and avoid his stare. I notice that he is having trouble buckling me in and I laugh maybe my body isn't the only one that reacts when he is around. “I'm going to go get Sophia stay here” he pulls back. Shit I can't let him go in there. I grab his hand and just that simple contact sends a shiver down my spine “Please don't she will be so mad at me. She don't even know I called you” I say as my hand vibrates from his touch.
Seriously I need to get my shit together and fast. “How is she going to get home?” he arched his eyebrow and I melt. I never notice how sexy he looks when doing that. “Her friend isn't drinking please” I squeeze his hand. He stares at my eyes as he is trying to make a decision. His stare is making me want to wiggle in my seat but I don't want to break this moment. “Fine under one condition,” he says. I nod for him to continue “I can stay and wait with you until she comes home”. He stares at me waiting for my answer. I bite down on my lip I don't know if being alone with him is such a good idea but I don't have a choice. “Deal” I smile and he just stares at me. Why is he still stating at me? “What's wrong?” I finally ask. Do I have something on my face? “I can't move,” he says. “Why? What's wrong?” I look him over to make sure he is okay. He seems fine really fine. “You're still holding my hand” he smiles. I blush and immediately release his hand. I didn't even know I was still holding it. “I'm sorry” I whisper.
He laughs and walks over to his side of the car. I can still feel his warm hand on mine. “So what exactly is an ask-hole?” he ask. I bust out in laughter. That is not even a real word I just came up with it. “An ask-hole is some one that ask to many questions just like you”. I laugh as he stares at me. “So how do you get to know some one if you don't ask questions?” he ask. He has a point in order to know some one you have to ask questions. “Your right I'm just not use to being ask so many questions” I lick my lips. For some reason they feel really dry. “So how do you get to know people?” he ask. I shrug my shoulders “I don't”. I hope he doesn't ask me for more details because I'm not giving them to him. “So I guess it's safe to say you weren't voted prom queen” he jokes. “Nope I didn't even go to school I was home school hell I have never been to a mall until today” I let out a small pathetic laugh.
“What? Are you serious?” he looks shock. I lift up my right hand “So serious”.
“I have herd of strict parents but that is a little extreme” he says. “You have no idea,” I play with my chain “You know I couldn't even pick the person I wanted to date?” I know that I shouldn't be confessing to him but I feel the need to get this off my chest. I'm tired of holding everything in I need some one to talk to. “Not that I want to date anyone but still that should be my decision don't you think?” I turn to look at him.
“I agree” he nods. “Thank you” I smile. Finally some one agrees with me. Just thinking about my father gets me sad I feel tears building up but I won't cry. I refuse to be that drunk girl who cries. “So that's what you are running from” he says it as a statement not a question. I just shrug because I'm afraid that if I try speaking I will cry. He parks the car and walks over to open my door I didn't even realize we were moving. I try to unbuckle myself but the stupid seat belt don't want to work. I let out a small breath of frustration. “I got it” he leans in and unbuckles me. I fight the urge to lean in and smell him again. I try to stand up but my legs feel double their weight. When did I get so heavy? I need to start running again. I hear Gabe chuckle and I lift my head to look at him. What so funny? He better not be laughing at me. “I got you too” he leans in and cradles me. I should be worry about some one seeing my panties but I really don't care right now. All I care is that I'm in Gabe's arms. I rest my head on the croak of his neck and smell him in. God he smells good. This might sound weird but having him around actually makes me feel better. “You smell so good” the worlds leave my mouth before I can even stop them. I feel his chest moving as he laughs “Thanks”. I'm definitely going to regret this tomorrow. “Do you have keys?” he ask as we climb up the stairs. “Yea they are inside my bra”
I nod. He looks down “I don't suppose you want me to dig in there” he smirks. I shake my head and search for the key. I'm not that drunk. “I'm going to put you down now so you can open the door” he says. I tighten my grip on him “No I can open it from here” I press my face into his neck. I don't want him to leave me. He bends his knees so I can open the door.
As we walk pass it I can't help but imagining us as a married couple. Wouldn't that be a mess me and him together.
“What's so funny?” he ask as I giggle. “This is how married people walk into their house” I joke. He laughs “I don't know I haven't gotten marry”. He kick close the door and walks through the house. I can't keep my eyes open they feel heavy.
He walks into my room and lays me down. When he goes to pull away I tighten my hold on him “Don't leave”. I really don't want to be alone right now. I need some one to stay with me. “I'm not remember I'm going to be in the living room” he smiles. That's not good enough for me I don't want to be alone in this room. “Stay here” I still have my arms wrap around him. “I don't think that's a good idea you're drunk” he stares at me. “So what?” I ask. I know that I'm drunk but I also know what I want. I just want to sleep with him it's not like I want to have sex with him or anything. “I promise I won't rape you” I lift up my hand and lay on my heart. “As if you can rape any one under the condition you are in” he laughs. “You're right I can't so get your ass in bed”
I command. I let go of him and move to make some room for him. Where is he going? Why is he walking away from me?
I guess I wasn't as convincing as I thought. All of sudden he stops by my drawers and pulls one open. Why is he going through my stuff? “Pervert” I say out loud. He walks back laughing “You wish”. He throws me a shirt and some pajamas pants “If you want me to sleep with you change into this” he walks out the room. I feel butterflies in my stomach just thinking of sleeping in the same bed as him. I quickly remove my dress and the shirt. The shirt fits me so big that it goes pass my knees. There is no way I'm putting on pants it's to hot. Gabriel walks back in with a glass of water and two pills “Drink this and where are your pants?”. He looks around for them. “On the floor I refuse to put them on it's too hot” I sit up and take the water. My mouth feels dry like a desert. He takes a step closer to me and pulls my hair out of the shirt. The back of his fingers brush against my neck and I feel my nipples go hard. Oh god. “I like your hair this color it makes you look different” he play around with a curl. “Like Ronald?” I wiggle my eyebrows. He chuckles “No you don't look that good”. There goes the Gabe I know. I push him but I end up falling on the bed “Jerk”. He stands above me just staring at me. I bite down on my lip and stare at him back.
He is one sexy as man. I take in the way his leather jacket fits him. He got the whole John Travolita look from when he started in Grease as Danny Zuko. I wonder if that would make me Sandy? “You can lay down with me the bed is big enough for the both of us” I pat the spot next to me. He takes off his leather jacket. I kind of wish he slept with that on. He takes his shoes off and then he jumps in bed. I giggle like a school girl when the bed bounce. “What's funny” he brings his arms to the back of his head. He looks so sexy like that it would be better if he didn't have his shirt on. Wow where are this thoughts coming from? “I went from hating you to sleeping in a bed with you” I say. “You hated me?” he ask like if he didn't hate me himself. I turn my face to look at him “A little but I actually like you now” I smile. He smirks “You like me?”. He don't know how much I really like him. “Yeah you aren't that bad don't get me wrong you're still an asshole but not a full one,” I turn my body to the side “maybe half of one”. He smiles and I feel warm inside “If you keep talking to me like that I might just fall for you”. I throw my head back as I laugh. “You have a nice laugh you should laugh more often” he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. I close my eyes as I lean into his hand. “I really don't have a lot to laugh about” I say without looking at him. “Well then I take that as a challenge” he answers. I open my eyes and stare at him “What?”. I don't know what he is talking about. “From now on I'll make it my life mission to make you laugh or smile everyday” and on cue I smile. That is the nicest thing any one has said to me. “Well that was easy” he smiles. I really love his smile. He doesn't smile as often either. “You got a nice smile too” I complement him. “That's my line get your own” he grins. I was not saying a line I was just saying the truth.
But if he wants a line I'll give it to him. “Your eyes are amazing” I say. I could tell him how much I love his eyes and how they haunt me every night but I don't. “Lame you already use that line come on you can do better than that” he mocks. I don't remember saying that to him. I have thought about it a millions of time but I never said it to him or did I?
Is he challenging me? Challenge accepted. I lean in closer to really look at his eyes “You know what I feel when I look into your eyes?” I ask and he nods “It's like a breath of fresh air”. I don't know where that come from? “What else?” he turns to his side to face me. “I can tell a lot about you by staring into your eyes” I say. “Really like what?” he licks his lips and I swear I almost pass out. “I can see that you are intelligent, passionate, full of life, mysterious, and you like to take risks”
I lick my lips mimicking him. My hands twitch begging me to touch his face. He is just so gorgeous. “Do you want to know what I see when I look into your amber eyes?” he ask. I nod because I can't seem to talk. “I see that you are independent, confident, stubborn, spontaneous, brave, but I also see sadness, pain, and fear”. I feel like he just looked into my soul. How can he see all of that by just staring into my eyes? I'm so good at hiding things but with Gabe it seems like he can see pass the mask I put on and I don't like it at all. He twist a curl around his fingers “I liked you with your dark hair but I like this red it brings out a more sensual part of you” he says. Did he just say he liked me with my hair dark?
When was this and most importantly where the hell was I? I want to ask him but I decided not to. “I'm glad you approve” I smile. I can't hold back any more I need to touch him. I run my hands through his hair and to my surprise it feel soft like silk “I been dying to do this” I confess. He laughs as I rub his hair like a little kid. “I like hearing you laughs it's so rare but when you do it it's magical” I say out loud but it was meant for me only. “You're good” he smiles and I see a dimple forming on his right cheek. I wink “Is it working? Are you madly in love with me yet?”. I know he is just playing around but I can't help but to play along with him. In a matter of seconds he rolls on top of me. He is so close to my face that our nose are touching. I'm trying so hard to control my breathing. “Almost there,” he caress my cheek with his thumb “There is something I been dying to do myself” his breath tickles my lips. My heart is beating so fast I am afraid that it's going to pop out and hit him in the face. My stomach feels like I have a washing machine inside. Oh god please don't let it be throw up that's all I ask. He shift his body weight as he lowers him self. This is it the moment I have been waiting for since I laid eyes on him. I look into his eyes and I see lust in his eyes. I look down to his lips and then back to his eyes. What is he waiting for? Just when he finally leans in to close the distant Sophia's voice fills the room.
“Jane are you home?”.