But he does and I do.
Allie is nowhere to be seen, but I keep looking through the decent sized crowd of people for her kinky blonde hair. Finally, I think I see her in the corner. I figure I can grab her and be back at the table before Jack can get through the line at the bar.
Walking through a crowd of dancing bodies is never easy, but doing it in high heels is even less fun. I manage to make my way to the blonde and thankfully, it's Allie.
I tap her on the shoulder and she spins around. "Oh my god, Carls! What're you doing here?" Her face falls. "Was the date that bad?"
I smile at her and shake my head. "You won't even believe me," I shout. "Come over here and sit down with me for a second."
I grab her hand and lead her toward our table.
"You look so beautiful tonight, Carly!" Allie says as we finally get to see each other. She's wearing low rider jeans and a fishnet shirt that shows her taut midriff.
"You look good yourself, hot stuff," I say.
"Now what happened with Robert," Allie asks.
"Robert is Jack," I say, leaning in to be heard.
"What?"
"Robert, the guy Mark fixed me up with, is Jack, the guy from last weekend."
Allie shakes her head in confusion. "Okay, I’m not even drinking tonight and you're confusing me."
"It was confusing," I say. "Robert is Jack's first name. Jack is just a nickname. We had no idea we were being set up with each other."
"That's crazy!" Allie cries, putting her hands over her mouth. "What are the odds?"
"I know," I say. "We had dinner at Captain’s and he asked if I wanted to come here. He kissed me in the parking lot." This is a real first for me. I've never really gushed to Allie about a guy and she won't let me forget it.
"Ooh, somebody has got it bad !" she shouts.
Jack nudges his way around a small cluster of people and holds out my Corona.
"Well, hello there, Allie. Nice to see you holding your own head up."
"Nice to see you making her smile again," Allie says, pointing to me. I don’t even attempt to stop her this time.
Jack looks at me and gives me a grin. "She returns the favor."
Allie smiles at me, her eyes telling me she approves.
"Would you turn her loose long enough to dance one with me?"
"As long as you promise to bring her back," Jack says, his eyes falling on mine.
"Allie, I'm not dressed to shake my ass," I protest. "Really. I'm wearing thigh highs." I pull the dress up a little and show her the black lacy top to the hose.
"Damn," Jack says, leaning into my neck. "You'd better put that dress down."
I hastily jerk it down as Allie starts to laugh. I didn't even think; I just pulled it up.
"Looks like you've got your hands full," Allie says, but I'm not sure if she's talking to me or to Jack. He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. She blows me a kiss and drifts back through the throng of dancers.
A slow song starts and Jack's mouth is at my ear. "Would you dance with me?"
"I thought you didn't dance," I say.
"Only with you," Jack answers. His breath is hot in my ear.
Slow guitar strums as we find ourselves on the dance floor hand in hand again. I immediately recognize the song and something in me lurches through my heart and into my throat. Hayley Williams' voice sings out the words I know so well.
When I was younger I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind.
Jack's arm wraps around me and I'm pulled into him again. I try to focus on him and not feel the words of the song, but I'm listening to my life story as I have so many times before.
"This has been the best night I've had in so long," Jack says. His smell has wrapped around my head again, fogging my brain as I let my fingers run through his hair.
Maybe I know somewhere, deep in my soul, that love never lasts.
"I'm still trying to grasp my luck," I say. "I've thought about you more than I care to admit since last weekend."
Jack just pulls his arms tighter around me and I rest my head on his chest. I'd swear I can feel the beat of his heart, but I know it's just the
Allie is nowhere to be seen, but I keep looking through the decent sized crowd of people for her kinky blonde hair. Finally, I think I see her in the corner. I figure I can grab her and be back at the table before Jack can get through the line at the bar.
Walking through a crowd of dancing bodies is never easy, but doing it in high heels is even less fun. I manage to make my way to the blonde and thankfully, it's Allie.
I tap her on the shoulder and she spins around. "Oh my god, Carls! What're you doing here?" Her face falls. "Was the date that bad?"
I smile at her and shake my head. "You won't even believe me," I shout. "Come over here and sit down with me for a second."
I grab her hand and lead her toward our table.
"You look so beautiful tonight, Carly!" Allie says as we finally get to see each other. She's wearing low rider jeans and a fishnet shirt that shows her taut midriff.
"You look good yourself, hot stuff," I say.
"Now what happened with Robert," Allie asks.
"Robert is Jack," I say, leaning in to be heard.
"What?"
"Robert, the guy Mark fixed me up with, is Jack, the guy from last weekend."
Allie shakes her head in confusion. "Okay, I’m not even drinking tonight and you're confusing me."
"It was confusing," I say. "Robert is Jack's first name. Jack is just a nickname. We had no idea we were being set up with each other."
"That's crazy!" Allie cries, putting her hands over her mouth. "What are the odds?"
"I know," I say. "We had dinner at Captain’s and he asked if I wanted to come here. He kissed me in the parking lot." This is a real first for me. I've never really gushed to Allie about a guy and she won't let me forget it.
"Ooh, somebody has got it bad !" she shouts.
Jack nudges his way around a small cluster of people and holds out my Corona.
"Well, hello there, Allie. Nice to see you holding your own head up."
"Nice to see you making her smile again," Allie says, pointing to me. I don’t even attempt to stop her this time.
Jack looks at me and gives me a grin. "She returns the favor."
Allie smiles at me, her eyes telling me she approves.
"Would you turn her loose long enough to dance one with me?"
"As long as you promise to bring her back," Jack says, his eyes falling on mine.
"Allie, I'm not dressed to shake my ass," I protest. "Really. I'm wearing thigh highs." I pull the dress up a little and show her the black lacy top to the hose.
"Damn," Jack says, leaning into my neck. "You'd better put that dress down."
I hastily jerk it down as Allie starts to laugh. I didn't even think; I just pulled it up.
"Looks like you've got your hands full," Allie says, but I'm not sure if she's talking to me or to Jack. He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. She blows me a kiss and drifts back through the throng of dancers.
A slow song starts and Jack's mouth is at my ear. "Would you dance with me?"
"I thought you didn't dance," I say.
"Only with you," Jack answers. His breath is hot in my ear.
Slow guitar strums as we find ourselves on the dance floor hand in hand again. I immediately recognize the song and something in me lurches through my heart and into my throat. Hayley Williams' voice sings out the words I know so well.
When I was younger I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind.
Jack's arm wraps around me and I'm pulled into him again. I try to focus on him and not feel the words of the song, but I'm listening to my life story as I have so many times before.
"This has been the best night I've had in so long," Jack says. His smell has wrapped around my head again, fogging my brain as I let my fingers run through his hair.
Maybe I know somewhere, deep in my soul, that love never lasts.
"I'm still trying to grasp my luck," I say. "I've thought about you more than I care to admit since last weekend."
Jack just pulls his arms tighter around me and I rest my head on his chest. I'd swear I can feel the beat of his heart, but I know it's just the
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