Lindsay leaned over, positioned the stick against her fingers to steady her aim. Her eyes narrowed, checking how the tip of the stick would bump the ball.
"Ball two, top left pocket." She muttered to her self. With a quick jerk of her arm, the ball rolled across the green table and plopped into the pocket. A sly grin curved her lips.
She stood up to scan the position of the balls on the table, tapped her finger to her lips as she walked to the other side. She paused and leaned over to aim a shot when a knock at the back door behind her sounded. "Go to the front!"
She took her aim again but turned with irritation when another quiet knock sounded. Her eyes lit with acceptance of the interuption. She looked through the window at James and set her pool stick aside and watched him as she opened the door.
"Hey sweet thang." He wound his arms around her in a hug and lifted her off her feet in a tight embrace before setting her back down. He grinned at her. "I had a great view through that window there." He chuckled at her smirk and pressed a kiss to her pouty lips.
"So, what are you doing? Shooting pool by yourself?"
She nodded and smiled. "Just practicing my shooting."
"Ahh..." He laced his fingers with hers and raised their hands, turned them when he brought them to his lips and kissed the back of her fingers.
They parted with amused gazes. He picked up her pool stick and used it as a hiking stick as he walked around the table.
"Gonna try and impress me?" She rested her hands on the table's edge and watched as he leaned over to aim. The five ball plopped in the pocket.
He looked up from his leaning position over the table, his eyes pinning hers in a seductive glance. Lindsay shivered, her shoulder's shuddering. She smiled embarrassingly when she heard him chuckle.
"Did I just make you get tingles up and down your spine?" He paused, smiling as he rounded the table towards her. "Was that what that was?"
"I just got the chills." She said simply, looking away when he stood directly infront of her. His hands came up to caress her arms. He tilted his head down to look at her hidden face. She looked up, warmth spread behind her skin under his hands as they trailed up to cup her face in his hands. Her eyes fluttered over his facial features, butterfly wings drummed in her stomach. His face was close, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath on her lips.
"Jump up?" His eyes were gentle like his voice.
"What?" Her voice was lazy with want as her brows furrowed.
"Up."
Lindsay's confusion cleared and she smirked as she placed her palms on the edge of the table and sprung up so that she was sitting on the table. He smiled at her and came closer against her. His arms wound around her torso while his fingers played with the ends of her long hair at her back. He pulled the ends so her head tugged back and he leaned down to press his lips again the side of her neck. He chuckled at the sound of a gasp and laugh caught in her throat.
"What are you doing?" She laughed.
"Do you really need to know?" He asked, letting her hair go and having her face close to his again.
"Mmmhmm.."
He pulled her closer and buried his face in her hair near her ear. "Seducing you." His voice was a raspy whisper and made her shoulders shrug from the shiver again.
He laughed again and placed his hands firmly against her middle back and smiled against her lips, lowered her backwards so that they lay on the table. "I make you do that a lot don't I?"
The last thing she heard was his chuckle before he took her up in a tangled kiss.