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Neighbours	By : That-Girl-Han Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 2455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I drummed my fingers on the desk. My eyes were glued to the clock. Only a couple more hours then I’d get to go home and prepare myself for tonight’s dinner date with Jacob. Of course I had already prepare my outfit. I went out yesterday after work and bought myself a black strapless number. Its sexy yet classy. And I’d decided that I was going to wear my glittery shoes again, since my feet had gotten over the blisters and pain they caused me.
“Ness, do you have the marketing campaign ready yet?” Hugo’s voice snapped me out of my daze.
“Nearly.” I said putting on my best business voice, “I’ve got to call the art department and have them send over the prints.”
Hugo held my gaze then slowly cracked a smile. “Good. Because I am not telling Richard that it won’t be due on the deadline.” He sat himself down on his desk, which is opposite mine.
“Well, I’m not doing it.” I told him, clicking on my computer.
Hugo raised his eyebrow. “I know. Brenda can do it.”
I stifled a giggle. “Heh!”
The last time someone told Richard that a deadline wasn’t met, he went mental. He threw his plant plot at them then fired the poor suckers. Of course, after that he went on a ramp rage through the office shouting and screaming at everyone. When he come down towards myself and Hugo, I hid under the desk. Safe to say he had a mental break down shortly after that. Now, we just pass the bid of telling bad news for the new person.
“Have you heard about Mary?” Hugo leaned forward.
I tore my eyes away from Amazon’s sale and shook my head. “No.”
“Apparently,” Hugo gave a quick scan around to make sure no one could hear. “She’s having it off with Maggie!”
“You’re kidding! They’ve become lesbians?!”
“Benjamin caught them two at in in the supply office.”
“No!” I gasped.
Maggie and Mary? I mean…what the fuck!?!
“Isn’t Mary married to Richard’s brother?” I asked.
Hugo nodded and grinned. “Oh, yes. Exciting, isn’t it?”
I honestly don’t know what’d do without Hugo. He’s my right hand man when I’m stuck on ideas for work plus he’s my little gossip machine. I would die of boredom without him here.
“That’s gonna be awkward at family dinners.” I chuckled to myself.
I returned back to my computer. I was on the Amazon website, looking for books. I love it when they have sales and I get my books dirt cheap. One of my suggestions was a book called The night time love. I clicked and was shocked when I did. It was a picture book of different positions. This intrigued me. Since when do they do a picture book of sex? I checked the reviews and was surprised when it had well over a hundred people giving it five stars. Luckily, my back is towards the wall so I didn’t have to look behind me to make sure no one saw me put it in my basket.
This would prove an interesting read.
I bought it and smiled to myself. Maybe if could use it with Jacob…..No, Ness. Do not get your hopes up – I told myself. I knew that I couldn’t be as lucky to bag a man like Jacob, so I’ve simply put it down too we had a few to drink and explains the sex. Although it doesn’t explain the morning quickie….
My work phone rang and I swiftly picked it up.
“Ness Cullen.”
“Ness, I have a problem.”
“What’s up, Jen?” I asked still looking at my computer.
Jen sighed. “It’s Dex.”
My hand stopped dead on the mouse. “What’s he done?”
“Nothing. No, it’s…well, I think his a..tad weird.”
“Whatcha mean?”
“Well, you know we spent the night together on Saturday. Then we’ve been texting a lot. It’s going great, a lot of flirting, even the odd sexy text.”
“And the problem is..?” I asked, now reading a preview of another adult book on Amazon.
“He…” Jen paused. “He’s asked me…hes asked me if he can lick my toes.”
I froze in horror. “Good lord! Please tell me you told him where to stick it.”
“Umm.”
“Jennifer? Are you going to let him..er, do that?” I cringed at the thought.
“Maybe!” She spat out.
“Jen!!”
“He’s already sucked my fingers on Saturday. I thought it was one of those really hot moments, I didn’t realise he had a freaky fetish. “
I sighed. “Jen, stop talking to him. It’s really odd. Not to mention gross and probably very unhygienic.”
“I know, I know. But I really like him. He’s the male version of me! It’s great.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, not to mention the fact that he likes feet.”
“I might enjoy it. You know me; I’ve always been sexually adventurous.”
“OK, if that’s what you want.” I told her sceptically.
“Are you judging me?”
“A little.” I said bluntly.
“Hmm. Well, he’s coming over tonight.” She told me.
“I would normally say give me a call and let me know how it goes, but you know what? I don’t think I wanna know.” I chuckled.
Jennifer gave a little laugh. “Yeah, alright. I’ll still call you, though. Isn’t it date night with Jason?”
“Jacob.”
“Same difference. Anyway, speak to you later, babe. Take care.”
“You too. Be safe.”
“And you. See you.” Jennifer hung up.
I sat still for a couple of moments, still trying to fully understand everything that just happened. So, Jacob’s best friend had a foot and hand fetish. Hmm, I wonder if he knows? Gah. I would have never thought Dex would have a thing for toes. But then again, Jennifer’s ex-husband Nick, did apparently like to be spanked so, I suppose it’s normal for Jennifer to attract the freaky ones. Actually, if Jennifer was only finding out about Dex, I couldn’t help but wonder if Jacob had anything like that. Maybe he liked to dress up in ladies underwear or he might like wear one of those leather masks with the ball in the mouth.
“You alright?” Hugo asked me.
I gave him a slight smile. “Yeah, just friend shit.”
Hugo gave me a knowing smile. “Ah, I see.”
I put my chin in my hand. “Hugo, do you have any fetishes?” I asked casually like I was asking him how the weather was.
At first, Hugo didn’t answer, he just gave me a strange look. “I’m a boob man, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“No, everyman is probably a boob man. Or bum. Or leg. Anyway, my point was, do you like any really kinky stuff.” I paused trying to think of a decent example. “Like, do you like being whipped?”
Hugo curled up his lip. “Fuck no.”
I nodded. “Oh…OK.”
“Why? Do you? It’s alright if you do, I won’t tell anyone in the office.” He quickly added.
I smiled. “No, I was only asking because Jen’s new play mate has a slight fetish.”
I knew I could tell Hugo because he was close friends with her aswell. Also, I know for a fact he wouldn’t dare tell anybody else in the office. He’s the only guy in our little group. Surprisingly, he isn’t gay.
Hugo broke out in to a grin. “Jenny’s got herself a new fuck buddy?”
“Sorta, I think.”
“Interesting.” Hugo said slyly while turning back to his computer and began typing again..
The rest of the day went pretty quick. As I made my way home, the nerves were nearly killing me. What fuck am I nervous about? I’ve seen the man naked, for Christ sake. Still, that fact didn’t ease me; it just made me even more nervous. When I got to my building, I quite literally ran from my car, up the million flights of stairs to my apartment just in case I bumped in to Jacob. It was silly, really but I didn’t want him to see me dressed in my boffin work clothes. I slammed my front door shut and dropped my bag on the counter as I walked in my apartment. I flopped myself on the sofa and sighed. It was already 7.28 PM and we were leaving at 8ish. As I reluctantly pulled myself up, I had a thought. What if we’re only going to KFC or McDonalds? I’m gonna be dressed way too smart for that. And what if he’s only in a t-shirt and jeans? Fuck.
You know what? I’m still going to get dressed in to the new dress I brought. If he turns up in a pair of jeans and t-shirt then fine. I’ll just say that I hardly ever wear jeans because I’m so classy. Yes!
No, that makes me sound like a complete snob. Oh fuck it, I’ll just send him a quick casual text and ask him where we’re going since I remembered to get his number yesterday morning…after the quickie.
I hurried to my bag and whipped out my phone.
‘Hi! Where are we going 2nite? So I can dress accordingly.’
I paused. Do I put a kiss or not? OK, no kiss. Send.
While I waited for Jacob to reply, I jumped in the shower. I even used my expensive shampoo and conditioner so my hair would smell like watermelons. I shaved myself – just in case. No one likes to feel prickly. Especially down there. Normally I’d wax my lady garden but as luck has it, I’ve run out of waxing strips. Typical.
I opened the mirror/cupboard in the bathroom to get out my body lotion. As I reached for it, I paused as my eyes caught the bright package of a vajazzling kit Jennifer brought me. I thought for a moment. Could I vajazzle my lady patch? Would Jacob mind it attractive? Or would he think its tacky? Hmm. This is a tough one. I mean it would be something nice to look it, wouldn’t it?
What am I thinking?! We probably won’t even do that again. Well, not tonight. Actually….it’s possible, isn’t it? No, Ness!
I shook my head as I reached for the lotion and shut the door. I will not need to vajazzle myself. I couldn’t help but keep thinking about this whole vajazzle thing while I rubbed my lotion over my body. When I was finished, I opened the door again, placed the lotion next to my hair blencher (because everyone has a little moustache, even though we’d all like to think we don’t) and tried to shut the door without looking at the kit. It failed. I saw it.
“Oh what the fuck.” I grumbled as I snatched it up.
Who knew this vajazzle thing was so easy?! It looks quite nice, actually. I did a little heart just above my, er, clit. When I was struggling with an idea of what to put, I thought about writing Jacob in little diamonds but when I really thought about it, it seemed a little creepy. I’m not sure I’d appreciate my name on Jacob’s bollocks, if I’m honest.
I heard my phone beep. I scurried in to the front room and picked it up. A text from Jacob.
‘Surprise. Something high end. Xxx’
High end? So this means that I should wear my black dress then? Excellent. Hmm, I’d noticed that Jacob put three kisses. That’s quite interesting. Hugo only puts one when he texts me. Nate only puts more than one when he wants something… Anyway, I’m not going to read too much in to it. It’s only a text message for Christ sake.
I dashed to my bedroom, stood in front of my underwear trying to decide which ones to choose. In the end I went for the black lacy ones. Nothing wrong with them. I slipped them on, carefully, trying not to destroy my art work down below. Got in to my dress then sat down at my dressing table and blew dried my hair. Once it was dry, I straighten it. I flipped it a couple of times to test it. Fab! It did was exactly was I wanted for once. When I was completely satisfies with the swissyness of my hair I moved on to my makeup
I stood up, slipped in to my killer shoes, grabbed my little clutch and went in to the front room. I went over to my phone and dropped it in my clutch. I wondered over to my bag and began to take things that I’d need on me. Purse - need that. Keys - need those. Chewing gums - better take those. Work building card key – leave that. Menstrual cramp pills – forget those. Condoms – why the heck do I have those in my bag?! Who am I shagging at work? Erg, anyway, do I take them or leave them? I’d better leave them, actually. We’re going out for dinner, not to have sex. I must remember that.
The knock at the door set my heart pumping. I grabbed a light jacket off the back of a chair, picked up my clutch and (literally) skipped to the door.
Jacob was standing outside smiling. He was wearing a pair of black trousers and a white crisp shirt which hugged his body. I had to remind myself to not stare. And to stop dribbling.
“Hi,” He said gently as he pecked me on the cheek.
“Hello.” I sounded like an idiot.
“You ready to go, then?”
I nodded. “Mmmhmm.”
“Great.” Jacob said as we headed down the stairs.
We didn’t say anything as we were coming down the stairs, I suspected it was because he knew that I needed to fully concentrate while walking in these shoes, especially down these bloody steep steps. Once we got outside, I followed him to the car park. I had visions of him stopping besides the black motorbike and telling me this was his ride. I cringed at the thought of the mess a helmet would cause for my hair.
Luckily enough, he pulled out his keys, pressed a button and the alarm disabled on a sleek black BMW. He opened the passenger door for me when I got to the car.
“Thank you.” I muttered as I climbed in.
It smelt nice. In fact, it smelt better than my apartment. And it was clean. A lot clean than my apartment too. Hmm, perhaps I should move in to here. I gave Jacob my best charming smile as he sat beside me and put the key in ignition.
“So, where are we going?” I asked as we backed out of the car park.
Jacob tapped his nose with his index finger and gave me a sly wink. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
“OK,” I nodded.
This was quite a nice little treat. I’d never been taken for a surprise dinner before. Ah, actually that’s a lie. The last time I was taken out for a ‘surprise’ dinner, Nate took me to the Wimpy..so that doesn’t count. As I sat quietly watching the city lights pass my window I had a strong sickening thought. Jacob won’t tell me where we’re going because he’s a murderer! That’s why his car is so clean and smells…fresh! Oh god! I’m going to die.
No, Ness. Pull yourself together. Stop acting like such a fucking fool! Ergh. Besides, Jacob wouldn’t wear a white shirt if he was going to murder me. Blood splatter and all.
“Dex tells me hes getting quite close to your friend.” Jacob’s voice was soft and gentle.
“Does he now?” I glanced at him.
He nodded with the tiniest smile. “Yep. Quite the match maker, you and I.”
“Oh, absolutely. Although, I haven’t heard from Debs so I’m not sure what happened with her and…er, Jim, is it?”
Jacob lightly chuckled, “No, John.” He gave me the quickest glances before locking his eyes back to the road. “I know what happened.”
My mouth dropped open a little. “Do continue.”
“She fell asleep while they were.” He raised his eyebrows. “You know.”
I laughed. “Hah! No! Hahahah.”
Jacob chuckled. “Yeah, he got really embarrassed when he told me.”
“Of course he would, poor sod.” I said between fits of laugher. “I’m sure Deb didn’t mean it. She’s a lightweight.” I added.
“Ah, I see.”
“So…how was work? Save any little children or old people from a burning building?” I asked, not wanting the silence to overtake the atmosphere.
Jacob smiled a little. “Not today.”
“Do you actually use those fire poles? I mean are they really useful?”
Jacob gave me an odd look. “Well, yes. Without them, if we were up stairs we’d have to use the stairs and that takes longer than just jumping on the pole.”
Once he explained it, it did seem like I asked the most stupid question ever.
“Oh..right.”
“You never told me what you do.”
I looked at him. “Have I not? It’s boring anyway. I work for in PR, marketing for public images really.”
“Oh yeah?” He asked, genuinely interested.
“Mmmhmm.”
“Fancy.” He mumbled as we pulled in to a well-lit car park, full of cars.
Jacob was gawking around the car park trying to find a space. It seemed like we drove around for at least ten minutes before I finally spotted one and shouted it out. Once we were parked, Jacob smiled at me.
“C’mon.” He grinned as he opened his car door and got out.
When I went to open my side, it nearly crashed in to the car parked next to us. There was no way I was going to fit through the gap. I could barely fit one of my legs through. I automatically looked over to the driver’s seat where Jacob was seating and groaned when I remembered he’d already let the car.
For fuck sake!
“Ness, are you alright?” Jacob’s head popped in as the door opened on the other side.
“I’m stuck. I can’t open the car door this side.” I explained suddenly feeling hot.
“OK, climb out this way.”
I gave him the Are you fucking serious look. Climb out? In this dress.
Jacob held out his hand. “Give me your purse.”
I gave it to him then began to lift myself up as I tried to shift over without the gear stick going up my butt or getting caught on my dress. When I was on his side, I climbed out the car as he slammed the door shut behind me.
“There you are.” He held out my purse.
I smiled and flattened my hair. “Thanks.”
Jacob put an arm around my shoulders as we made our way out of the car park and towards a restaurant. I could have slapped myself that I didn’t notice where we were. We were at Francis. This the new restaurant which was completely impossible to get reservations. I once tried to get Nate to bring me here but all he did was groan and say ‘Babe, KFC is down the road. Don’t be difficult.”
Jacob held the door open for me as we entered the restaurant. The great food smell hit me almost immediately. The sound of soft jazz was relaxing.
“Black,” Jacob said to the maître d'.
“Of course. This way.” She smiled perfectly before picking up two menus and waltzing away.
I had to stride in order to keep up with them both. Considering they’ve both got longer legs than I have. The maître d' showed us to a little cozy both in the far corner. I sat down in the opposite side to Jacob as she handed us the menus.
“Thank you.” Jacob murmured to her before she walked away.
“How on earth did you manage to get reservations? And so quickly?” I hissed across the table.
He merely gave me a gentle smile. “I know Francis.”
I nearly stopped breathing. “Sorry, did you just say, you know Francis? As in THE Francis?”
“The one and only.”
“How?”
Jacob motioned for the waiter to come over. “I saved his life, so whenever myself or the boys want a reservation, he gives it to us.”
“Wow.” I blinked a couple of times.
“But I rarely use the opportunity.”
I folded my menu and put it down on the table. “Why? If I had it, I’d come here at least three times a day.”
Jacob chuckled. “Because it’s my job. Besides, I like doing what I do. I get to help people. I don’t need them to give me things for me to be happy. Just the knowledge of the fact that I saved a life is enough.”
I swallowed. Wow. I didn’t realise how selfless he is. It makes me want to pounce on him even more, to be honest.
“Very true.” I nodded at him approvingly, like I always save people or something.
“Hi! I’m Rochelle! Can I get you anything to drink?!” The waitress only looked at Jacob the while time she was talking.
“Um, yes.” Jacob turned to me, “You drink wine, don’t you.” I nodded. He turned back to Rochelle, “I’d like a bottle of Montrachet, Domaine de la Romanée Conti, please.”
Rochelle smiled brightly before heading off
I felt my face freeze. What the hell did he just order?! I swiped the menu back up and looked at the wines. My eyes were moving side to side trying to find the wine.
Oh my god. I nearly fainted when I saw the price. That can’t be right, surely. I mean…no! That’s like nearly most of my monthly wage. There was no way I could afford that.
“Jacob?” My voice was a little shaky.
“Yep?” Jacob answered, never taking his eyes off from his menu.
“Have you…” I swallowed, “have you seen the price of the wine you just ordered?”
He looked up with a shrug. “Yes?”
“I can’t afford a bottle of £2,500 wine.”
Jacob furrowed his brow. “I’m not asking you to pay.”
Oh, shit. I’ve insulted him now.
“I can’t let you pay for that. Honestly, I wouldn’t feel right about it.”
“Don’t worry, it’s covered.” He gave me a wink and went back to looking at his menu.
I still felt very unsure about him ordering that wine. It had better be some good shit for the fucking price of it.
Rochelle came back over with the bottle and two glasses. She placed the glassed in front of us and put the wine in a little bucket of ice. Hmm, I’ve always wanted one of those. I wonder if they notice if it went missing….
“OK, so what can I get you?” Rochelle put on her most polite voice, again only aimed at Jacob.
“Hmm…we could go for the tasting menu..”Jacob said to me.
If I wasn’t already sitting down, I would have fallen over at the sight of the price. £189. Per person. This place is unbelievable!
“Um, no thanks. I think I’ll just have the chicken salad.” I closed my menu and handed it to Rochelle, feeling quite proud of myself for choosing the most cheapest item. Well, it’s still £49, but that’s like dirt cheap here.
When Jacob had ordered, Rochelle stopped ogling at him and finally went away. Honestly, her attraction for him was completely obvious. Not to mention, rude. I mean, I could be his wife for she knew and she was oblivious towards me.
“Tell me about yourself.” Jacob said while pouring us some wine.
“Um,” I picked up my glass and took a sip. Ohhhh, god lord. This wine was worth it. It felt like sex in my mouth.” What do you want to know?” I managed to say once my taste buds stopped going crazy.
Jacob finished his mouthful of wine. “Everything.”
“OK,” I took a deep breath, “I grew up here. My mum and dad practically live twenty mins away. I’m an only child but in a very big and loving family. Erm, studied at New Zealand for a couple of years at Uni. Landed the job I’m in now because my mum used to date my supervisor, Mike.” I gave a little smile to Jacob.
“What you study at New Zealand?” Jacob quipped, getting interested like I was telling a ghost story.
“Literature.”
Jacob raised his eyebrows in surprise. “So why are you not working for a magazine or anything?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Guess I just lost my touch. Besides, I quite happy with what I do now. All my friends work there.”
Jacob cracked a smile. “Ah, is that where you meet Jennifer?”
“Yes,” I nodded and suddenly having the over whelming feeling to laugh at the memory of how we met. “You know, the first words she said to me were, ‘Did you just fart?’”
Jacob chuckled. “And had you?”
I lightly slapped his arm. “No! Hah, it was the old man behind us in the lift.”
“Sure it was. Blame the poor old man.” Jacob teased.
I flushed bright red. “Stop it!”
“Hah, OK. Well, if I smell anything funny tonight, I know it’s you.”
“Oh god.” I let my head drop in my hands. “Pack it in already.” I giggled.
“OK, OK. I’ll stop.”
“I’ve told you about myself. Now it’s your turn.” I picked up my glass.
Jacob nodded. “Fair enough. I knew I always wanted to be a fire fighter so when I was old enough, I began to get fit and train myself to when the time came for me to do my fitness test, I passed with flying colours. Um…Like you, I’ve always lived here. Found no reason to leave, to be honest. Erm, I’ve got two sisters. Unfortunately, my mum passed away when I was young. My dad never really got over it. But you know, life continues, I suppose.” Jacob smiled faintly, “I make it a weekly habit to go fishing with my dad at least once. I never really used to enjoy it but now I’m older, I find it quite soothing and I love to hang out with my old man.” I grinned at the amount of love in Jacob’s eyes when he was speaking about his father. It was touching.
“That’s lovely.” I told him.
Jacob shrugged a little. “Yeah, don’t tell him that,” He chuckled, “He’ll think I’ve gone soft.”
I giggled. “Men.”
Jacob smiled as he tapped his wine glass. “OK, I’ve got a question.”
“Go ahead.” I took a sip of wine.
“How did your last relationship end?”
I pulled a face. “He cheated on me.”
Jacob blinked as if I’d told him I was actually part elephant. “What? Why? Look at you, you’re gorgeous.”
“Thanks,” I buried my face in my glass as I tried to hide my blushing cheeks.
“Well, obviously he doesn’t deserve you.”
I bit my lip to stop from grinning like a moron. “Tell me about your last relationship.”
“Well,” Jacob hesitated a brief moment. “We wanted different things. She wanted to party twenty-four-seven and I wanted an adult relationship.”
Before I could reply or anything, Rochelle came back over with our meals. My stomach screamed out as I saw my salad. Honestly, it was like one lettuce left, with a skinny slab of chicken. I’m not a big eater but come on! If I pay £49, I expect to see at least the whole chicken and at least a few pieces of lettuce. But, I didn’t say anything. I ate really slowly and I filled up on the bread that was on the side. Mine and Jacob’s conversation swayed on to the little things, such as our favourite colours, best TV shows and I even told him my best joke to which he nearly choked on his steak from laughing. Once our meals were finished, it was late so I ordered a glass of water before we left so I wouldn’t feel too pissed since I did drink at least three quarters of the wine.
“Have you got work early tomorrow morning?” Jacob asked me after Rochelle took away our plates and went to fetch me a glass of water.
“Nope. I’ve got Tuesdays off, at the moment.”
Jacob nodded. “Nice.”
“I know.” I replied without looking at Jacob. Instead I was watching Rochelle make her way towards us with my glass of water. As she got closer, her eyes were still locked on Jacob, like they had been the entire night whenever she was servicing us. Honestly, she looked like a love struck puppy. It made me fairly jealous.
“Here’s you – Oh shit!”
I jumped as the cold water hit my lap. Rochelle had supposedly tripped on thin air and poured my entire drink over my lap. I shot up from the booth and grabbed a napkin.
“Oh shit is right!” I hissed as I began to rub my dress.
Jacob stood up and offered me his jacket. “Here, put this on. No one will see it.”
I took the jacket since the water patch looked like I had pissed myself.
“I’m so sorry! Is there anything I can do?” Rochelle pleaded.
“Yes, get our check.” Jacob snapped as he helped me in to his jacket.
She scurried away.
“Thanks,” I said as I wrapped my arms around myself.
His hand brushed some hair out of my face. “My pleasure.”
My stomach was suddenly swamped with butterflies and not to mention I felt the familiar ache between my legs.
When Rochelle came back over with our check, Jacob pulled out his wallet and dropped a whole wad of cash on the little silver platter the check came in.
“Jacob, let me chip in.” I said reaching for his purse.
He looked offended. “I’ve already told you about your money – I don’t want it.”
“Please. It’ll make me feel a whole lot better.”
He firmly shook his head, wrapped an arm around my waist and led me out. “Keep it.”
I didn’t bother argue with him. I just mumbled my OK. Once we were outside, Jacob’s arm slid from my waist and I felt it brush my hand. Before I knew it, our fingers were becoming entwined with each other. I desperately wanted to grin and shout Yippeee! But I kept my cool. I gave me a little smile. As we got to his car, the car beside him had left so I didn’t have to climb through again. We sat in mostly silence as he drove us home which I was content with. Over all, we had had an good night. As I rested my head on the chair, I smiled to myself.
“You know, earlier, I thought you were a murderer.” I blurted out.
Jacob chuckled. “Really? Did I give you the impression I wanted to kill you?”
“No,” I giggled. “I watch a lot of CSI so when you wouldn’t tell me where we were going, my mind kind of panicked.”
Jacob let out a full stomach laugh. “Thanks for letting me know.”
“You’re welcome.” I snuggled in his jacket.
When we made it back to our apartment building, Jacob took a hold of my hand again as we headed up the stairs. My mind was beginning to raffle off about how we’d start kissing and we’d bust in to one of our apartments and have great animal sex on the kitchen counter. I smiled to myself as I thought about him seeing my vajazzle. Hehehe.
We made it to our floor and stopped outside my door. The nerves in my stomach really started to get wild. Jacob let go on my hand and brushed my cheek with the back of his hand.
“I had an amazing night, Ness.” He said to me gently, looking in to my eyes intently.
For some reason, my voice decided to stop working so I could do was smile and nod.
Now, I half expected him to go for the kiss but he didn’t. He just gave me a gentle grin before looking down at his feet.
“Well, good night.” He said as he turned towards his front door and let himself in.
I stood there shocked. Are you serious?!! Is he fucking kidding me?!!!?!?! I vajazzled my vagina for him! I wanted to scream and throw a tantrum but I didn’t. I went in my apartment and headed straight for the wine.
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