back and fairly short skirt-wise. He looked over at her, smiling. "Oh, it does funny things to me. Makes me happy whenever I'm around it. And I can never have enough of it. I think it's safe to say, I'm addicted."
"Well, that's good to hear." She ran her hand along his thigh. "You sound like you don't want to go out."
"Do you?" he asked. As usual, he wouldn't complain if they stayed in. But really, if she wanted to go out, he was all for it. She looked at the spot of dried blood on his face and was really trying to fight the urge to lick it again. It creeped her out realizing what she had done, but she couldn't help it. She wanted more. "We'll hit up Crossroads...they have some good music tonight. Let's roll." She slowly got up, making sure to press herself against his thighs as she got up. Come get me, hotshot. She grabbed her purse, slipping her cell phone inside, along with her smokes. This was going to be a fun night. He felt her press against his thighs. Had he really just
turned down staying home tonight? Oh well, wait for it, and it'll be that much better. He got up and grabbed his wallet, sliding it into his back pocket. He grabbed his keys as well, then went to the door, opening it and holding it open for her. She grabbed her purse and kissed his cheek, spinning her keys around her finger a few times. "I love you."
He smiled. "I love you, too." Yea, whatever the weirdness had been, it didn't seem to be around any longer. She walked out into the hall, making sure her heels were on properly. She adjusted the strappy shoes, bending all the way over to do so. "Think we'll even be able to get in tonight? You know how the line is for that place." He closed the door behind them and locked it. He turned and admired her bending down. "Oh, I'm sure they'll let us in. Well, you anyway."
"Why would they let me in?" She looked at him strangely. She looked down at her arm, the tribal design standing out against her slightly pale skin."Well, cause you're so beautiful, of course." Did she seem a little paler then normal? He shook it off. Probably from being inside so much. They should really go out more. Maybe she'd like to go work on a tan. They were in the Sunshine State, after all. She looked at a spot on her calf that looked like it was sunburned..only it looked a little worse. She didn't notice it when she was dressing. She stood up and looked at him. "If I'm so beautiful, it's only because I have one of the sexiest men in these parts."
"Well, if I'm so sexy, and you're so beautiful, then it'd be a crime NOT to let us in." He laughed and moved over to her, wrapping an arm around her waist. "If the Marines ever decided to cut you loose, I think I might be better than the PT they have you go through." She licked her lip, trying to get all the blood off she might have missed. "Don't I know it," he said, leaning into her and kissing her lips softly. As he pulled back he thought he tasted a hint of blood still on her lips. She went down to the car, panicking as she realized the steak package was sitting in the passenger seat, licked totally clean. "Uh....Hang on a second. I need to clean this out really fast." He stopped outside the car. "You know, it's okay. It's not like I've never seen a messy car before. Hell, my whole car is a mess,even when it's clean."
"Yeah, but I've got pads all over the place." She lied, opening her door and grabbing the tray the steaks had come on, throwing it away. "I think that's it. Let's go."
"Okay," he went over to the passenger door and got in. He looked over at her, smiling. "This is gonna be really fun." The thought of dancing with him brought a smile to her lips. She ran her tongue over her teeth and wondered how her canines got longer...Are my gums shrinking or something? "Of course it is. It's Paul Oakenfold tonight." She loved Oakenfold. "Cool. What're we waiting for then?" He slid on his seatbelt. They hadn't actually gone out on the town in... well, a long time. She smirked playfully at him as she got into the car, sitting down and starting the engine. "I swear, Swordfish is the best album to get down to...If he plays anything off that, I'm going to just go nuts."
"Really?" he looked over at her, smiling. "Maybe we should listen to that when we get home later."
"I think I have it." She pulled out of the parking space and headed to the club. She would have put her hand into his lap, but it was hard driving a stick shift. He sat back and enjoyed the ride, rolling down the window to let the wind flow in, knocking his hair around a bit. She would have rolled down her window, but she had gone to a lot
of trouble to style her hair and she didn't want it getting all windblown. She sort of grooved to the mix CD in the car and at stoplights, put her hand in his, giving the occasional squeeze. She slipped on her Oakley EyeJackets sunglasses, even though it was dark outside. She rarely wore sunglasses after dark.
He looked over at her, noticing the sunglasses. He smiled, figuring it was one of her clubbing routines. Even though they had been together for a while, he was still learning tons about her everyday.
For some reason, she had no trouble wearing the glasses. She loved her Oakleys. She thought they made her look like one of the characters from The Matrix, especially with the outfit she was wearing. Shortly, she pulled up by the club and parked, getting out of the car. He got out of the car and went up next to her, sliding his arm around her waist again. "Now, let's see if they'll attempt to deny us access." He laughed.
She got the tickets out of her purse and went up to the line, which was moving pretty quickly, considering it was ticket holders only. They made their way to the front, where Cam was finding out how crowded it was. When told they might not be able to get in, she smiled, revealing the timy fangs that had sunken into a hunk of steak
earlier. Needless to say, the Velvet rope was opened for them. He smirked as the rope was opened, looking over at Cam. "See? I told you they wouldn't turn away someone as beautiful as you." She smiled at him, her canines a tad bit longer than normal. "I think it was you, actually." She handed their tickets over, then entered the
club. His smile faltered a bit. Were her canines longer then normal? Nah, you're seeing shit. He laughed. "I doubt it. But no matter, we're in."
She left her shades on, as the lights bothered her a little. Bright lights were really a pain in the ass lately. She slung her tiny purse over her shoulder and led Dave out to the dancefloor right away. "Damn right we're in...." She leaned forward and kissed his cheek. The club was packed, lots of people dancing to the music. "So... now I get to embarrass you and myself with my horrible dancing ability." He laughed some more. He looked at her, checking out her sunglasses again. "What's with the glasses? Are they super secret spy glasses or something? Isn't it hard to see with them on?" She shrugged. "The lights...they're really bright. They hurt my eyes." She lit a smoke and started to dance a little. It was an all right song, but she was waiting for that one that would just have her all over Dave and wishing they could go be daring...perhaps in the bathroom or something.