True to her word, Holly did come with tacos and no pants. Of course that didn't mean she wasn't at least going to wear a coat. She wasn't a complete deviant. Showing up on a young man's doorstep in just her underwear was a little questionable even for her. She rung the buzzer as she waited, leaning against the edge of the door with the paper bag
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"I can start in on 'Life Is a Cabaret' if it makes you happy. I'm not quite as good as Kurt is at that sort of thing." He watched her before taking a seat on the sofa and passing her the whipcream vodka. He was totally cool taking to the Bailey's. "I've got orange juice if you want a creamsicle. I finished the Jack though the other night with you."
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"No, no, it's alright. I'd much rather Kurt handled the show tunes since between your t-shirt and that song choice I'd be wondering if you were just using me as an older, yet extremely attractive beard." She accepted the drink as she settled down next to him. "That's alright, I'll make do with the girly drink. It'll help bring out even more of my feminine side."
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Jesse put an arm around her and took a drink. "First off, I can nail showtunes regardless of my sexual preference. And second off, Queen rules. I put the fear of God in McKinley with 'Another One Bites the Dust' and 'Bohemian Rhapsody' took me to Nationals where I won my fourth consecutive title." He grinned again. "It's pretty damn good vodka."
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She took a sip of the vodka after clinking bottles and licked the excess from her lips. "Are you still trying to convince me of your singing prowess? Honey, you don't need to prove anything to me. Although a little demostración really wouldn't go astray. But okay, I concede that Queen does indeed rule."
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"Not convincing. It's fact. Though admittedly Simon and Garfunkel is coming to mind." He smirked over at her. Jesse didn't need to convince people. He was just that egotistical. What did he care of other's opinions when he was the best? Old habits die hard.
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"Well, here's to you, Jesse St James," she replied as she took another swig of vodka. "And here's to corrupting you in what I hope will at least be only the best ways so that you could at least have fun with that enormous ego of yours."
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"I'm all for corrupting." And he really, really was. "At least I don't have self esteem issues. I mean timid chicks are kind of cute, but sometimes, it's just... like come on already. That's why I like you. I don't have to sing 'Like a Virgin' to get to second base."
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She reached out, fingers brushing over the back of his hand lightly. "So, second base, huh? Even before the tacos that you made me go buy pantless."
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He looked down at her hand on his and inched it up higher. "Oh easily. Turns out, I'm pretty easy. I don't know about you." He raised an eyebrow, having completely forgotten about the tacos until now.
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She grinned as she looked at the younger man. "I suppose the tacos can wait. I'm not exactly starving. I only got them to get you out of your pants."
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