Addie wasn't nervous, or fidgety up until about a thirty minutes before she planned on heading toward the observation patio that JR had mentioned for their little impromptu date. Rather then let all the tension build up in her stomach though she opted to just work it out and did a few sets of ten pull-ups from the bar that she placed in her doorway. It gave her mind something to focus on for the moment, and when she was done she felt a bit more at ease. A quick glance to the clock and a pit check and she figured she didn't smell. It was only twenty-two and that wasn't really enough to get her sweaty. Maybe she glowed. Maybe that was lame, but it didn't matter. She still headed to her closet and pulled a new top out tugging it over her head and putting another application of deodorant on
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Jim heard her footsteps just outside the doors before they slid open, relying on his naturally keen hearing. It was sharper than Mike's and a great source of amusement for both brothers when they'd sit around and Jim would identify people based only on their footfall.
Glancing back over his shoulder, Jim was momentarily caught off guard. Yeah...that was *definitely* the chick he'd seen not too long ago. God*damn*, she was cute...like really cute. Like elfin cute, Keebler meets Tolkien with those dimples and that willowy frame. And then there was the blonde thing. He liked blondes.
Fuck him sideways, she was cute as hell, and he *really* wanted to start nibbling on her. Start at her toes and stop at her scalp. Maybe.
"Dia Dhiut...if I told you you looked fabulously, stupendously, gorgeously fuckable, would you slap me?" he asked with a grin, meandering over to take her hand and press a gallant kiss to her knuckles. "Because if you would, I won't say it...but seriously, you look...amazing."
The grin disarmed the obviously completely out of place compliment that was tucked away behind the one curse word, which actually made her laugh. Then the gentle manner in which he took her hand and kissed it almost made her blush, almost. Instead she just shook her head letting her laugh fall a bit softer and mostly in her shoulders.
"I don't think there's anyway to avoid the fact that you already said it, so I'll stave off the physical abuse for now, and thank you. For the compliments, as bold as they were." She laughed again as she moved away from him toward the rails taking a deep breath of the fresh air trying to clear her head a bit, since suddenly she was a bit fuzzy.
"Hey, least I ain't stammering like one of those dweebs on the science team." he joked, ushering her on ahead of him as she walked up to the railing. Leaning alongside her, he watched her for a moment before lifting his gaze to the sky.
"View's pretty righteous from here," he explained, "I figgered you might dig it. I come here to map out constellations when I have a moment...y'know, since we don't exactly have any." Glancing at her again, he flashed her a lopsided grin. "Back home, you got the Big Dipper, Little Dipper, Andromeda, all that...way I see it, folks might feel a little easier here if they could do that...still look up at the night sky and see shit in the stars, know what I mean?"
She laughed again at the toast taking a sip of her wine, allowing the taste of it to remind her of the kiss she had against her lips minutes ago. The scent of it filled her nose before she set her glass down at her side. She wasn't even hungry at the moment, probably the butterflies in her stomach taking up whatever space she had thought was there earlier. It didn't even matter really, she'd always gone for a run around midnight and ended up grabbing something from the kitchens, she wasn't too concerned with it at the moment
( ... )
At her remark, Jim grinned, stretching out on his back, playfully resting one foot on her knee with a grin as he stared up at the sky, whistling a few bars of a song. When he tipped his head and caught her look, he laughed and quoted the lyric. "We sometimes catch a window...a glimpse of what's beyond. Was it just imagination stringing us along? Neil Peart had the right damn idea
( ... )
It probably didn't even matter what he was saying, because all of it would result in Addie's soft laughter that barely parted her lips. She'd tilt her head to the side to regard his expression between sentences, but could probably listen to him rattle off whatever he wanted at that point. There was a newfound calmness to her, which was almost a complete one-eighty from the almost flighty manner she felt like before
( ... )
"Hey, no makin' my legs fall down on your job!" Jim teased as she slid out from beneath his foot. "That's it, young lady, you are fired as my footrest."
He got distracted after a moment, however, watching her stand up and stretch...being human, he found it a rather pleasant distraction, one he wouldn't have minded indulging in longer if she'd seen fit to do other things not fit for polite thought...and therefore custom made for his filthy damn brain.
But when she sat down beside him, he decided he liked that a whole lot better, especially when she leaned down and kissed him again, this time with a lot less aprehension. Smiling against her lips, he kissed her back, one hand coming up to cradle her cheek again, just holding her that way until the kiss finally broke, leaving him more than a little wowed.
"Have I mentioned yet my overwhelming desire to throw you to the ground and ravish you stupid?" he asked brightly, smirking up at her. "Because it's definitely a thought, yeah..."
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Glancing back over his shoulder, Jim was momentarily caught off guard. Yeah...that was *definitely* the chick he'd seen not too long ago. God*damn*, she was cute...like really cute. Like elfin cute, Keebler meets Tolkien with those dimples and that willowy frame. And then there was the blonde thing. He liked blondes.
Fuck him sideways, she was cute as hell, and he *really* wanted to start nibbling on her. Start at her toes and stop at her scalp. Maybe.
"Dia Dhiut...if I told you you looked fabulously, stupendously, gorgeously fuckable, would you slap me?" he asked with a grin, meandering over to take her hand and press a gallant kiss to her knuckles. "Because if you would, I won't say it...but seriously, you look...amazing."
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"I don't think there's anyway to avoid the fact that you already said it, so I'll stave off the physical abuse for now, and thank you. For the compliments, as bold as they were." She laughed again as she moved away from him toward the rails taking a deep breath of the fresh air trying to clear her head a bit, since suddenly she was a bit fuzzy.
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"View's pretty righteous from here," he explained, "I figgered you might dig it. I come here to map out constellations when I have a moment...y'know, since we don't exactly have any." Glancing at her again, he flashed her a lopsided grin. "Back home, you got the Big Dipper, Little Dipper, Andromeda, all that...way I see it, folks might feel a little easier here if they could do that...still look up at the night sky and see shit in the stars, know what I mean?"
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He got distracted after a moment, however, watching her stand up and stretch...being human, he found it a rather pleasant distraction, one he wouldn't have minded indulging in longer if she'd seen fit to do other things not fit for polite thought...and therefore custom made for his filthy damn brain.
But when she sat down beside him, he decided he liked that a whole lot better, especially when she leaned down and kissed him again, this time with a lot less aprehension. Smiling against her lips, he kissed her back, one hand coming up to cradle her cheek again, just holding her that way until the kiss finally broke, leaving him more than a little wowed.
"Have I mentioned yet my overwhelming desire to throw you to the ground and ravish you stupid?" he asked brightly, smirking up at her. "Because it's definitely a thought, yeah..."
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