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Jul 13, 2016 04:52PM
"It's delicious." Kenzie told him, assuming he was talking about the meal. She thanked him softly when he refilled her glass and saved her the embarrassment of asking him. She could have done it herself of course but she didn't trust herself to not spill or break something in the process. Not when she had had a glass and could already feel it beginning to go to her head.
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((Why does this keep happening!?!?! Oh my goodness!!!!!))"Good." Ian smiled a little and soon finished his food and took a sip of his wine, "Dessert?" He offered finishing his wine. He took his napkin and tapped his lips gently to clean them off. He knew they needed another conversation going, but he wasn't sure what to talk about...
((It's okay. Don't worry about it ^.^ ))Kenzie finished her meal and then politely shook her head. "No thank you." She said softly and smiled a little. She was tempted to make a joke about having to fit into a wedding dress next week but then she remembered that she had asked not to mention the wedding. "But if you want anything go ahead." She added, not wanting to hold him back.
After glancing at his watch, Ian sook his head, "It's late, I oughta get you home." He said and called a cab to pick them up, because he knew better than to drive. "It's been a long, exhausting day." He said with a small chuckle, flagging down a waitress to pay for their dinner.
Kenzie pulled a face but nodded anyway. "My mom is going to be insufferable when I get home. She'll have so many questions about why I was home late from the party." She said and then sighed. Still at least she was a little tipsy from the wine, that was sure to make avoiding her mother easier. She emptied her glass and then watched Ian. "Do you want me to pay half?" She asked him softly, not trying to be rude but just needing to know what his plan was for paying.
"Tell her the truth. You went out to dinner with me." Ian shrugged. He handed the waitress cash to pay for the entire meal. "You may not like me, and I may not like you, but a date is a date, and the lady never pays." He insisted, giving her a playful wink maybe it was just the alcohol, but he enjoyed their evening. Once the waitress brought him his change, he stood and offered Kenzie his arm.
"I intend to but she'll do her mom thing and get all excited about it." Kenzie knew she was complaining just for the sake of complaining but it didn't stop her. When he winked at her she felt her cheeks heat up as she blushed and she silently cursed herself for that. "Okay. Thank you." She said politely and then sat quietly as he paid. She stood and took his arm, realising that she needed it to keep her steady. The mixture of the high heels and the alcohol weren't good for her. Admittedly she only had two glasses of wine but she wasn't a heavy drinker and it didn't take her much to get drunk.
Ian laughed, "Let her. Let her happiness and excitement be your motivation to get this over with." He told her, obviously the alcohol talking. "Her smiles and laughs and everything, let that be the reason your doing this, nt just because she wants you too." He told her and walked slowly so she could walk a bit steadier.
"She is the reason I'm doing this. All of it. It'll make her happy and it'll keep her reputation secure." Kenzie told him as they walked out of the restaurant together. "Besides she likes you. She always has." She confessed and tried to keep from staggering too much by gripping his arm.
"That makes things easier." He admitted and when she almost tripped, he caught her under her thighs and carried her bridal style, "Alcohol is not your friend." He teased her as they waited for the cab, smiling down at her. Ian wasn't sure why, maybe it was the alcohol, but this just felt right.
Kenzie giggled as he scooped her up into his arms. "I blame the shoes." She countered as she slipped her arms around his neck. She looked up at him as he smiled and gave him a smile in return. "You have a nice smile." She told him, noticing it properly for the first time. Normally all he did was glare at her, he was like a different person now she had seen him smile at her.
Ian laughed at her counter argument, and smiled down at her. He nodded a little when he complimented his smile, "And you have an adorable giggle!" He told her and tickled her a little, still holding her securely
"Stop it!" Kenzie protested through her squeals of giggles as he tickled her. She tried to move away from his hands but couldn't do so without leaving his arms. That was something she really didn't want to do.
Ian laughed and instinctively pressed a kiss to her forehead, not knowing what he was doing until he did it. Though his smile didn't fade in the slightest. When the cab pulled up, he climbed in, still carrying her. "What's your address?" He asked her.
Kenzie was all too aware of what Ian did and blushed because of it. It felt so right when he kissed her forehead though she suspected that was because of the alcohol in her system. She curled into his chest and pouted when he asked her address. There was a part of her, the same part that had loved that kiss, that didn't want to go home and instead wanted to stay with him all night. A thing which surprised her enough that she told him her address and then leaned her head on his shoulder.
Ian held her close, this moment feeling exactly like it should. He rested his cheek on the top of his head and smiled a little, "You smell good." He noted, hoping it didn't sound too creepy. He took a moment to focus on just her scent and quickly memorized it.
Kenzie giggled softly. "It's called a shower." She told him with a playful smirk. "You know soap, hot water, naked." Her heart was beating fast in her chest from his words and from how close he was to her. She was conflicted over how to feel. One part of her loved every second of it whereas the other part hated it all.
"Hmm..." Ian pretended to think then shook his head, "I'm not sure what that is, you'll have to show me." He teased with a smirk. Just like Kenzie, he was conflicted. Why was he flirting like this? Maybe because he liked her blush, but then again, the two hated eachother. Ian prayed the confusion would wear off with the alcohol.
Kenzie bit her lip as her heart only raced faster. A shower with Ian - even if he had only been joking about it. She had no doubts that he would look good naked and the image her mind provided made her want to moan. She didn't though as she looked up at him, a smirk settling on her face. "I'm free for the rest of the night." She flirted back, half hoping he would take her up on her offer.
"Oh yea?" Ian rose a brow and leaned down, his nose resting on hers, "Careful what you wish for Kenzie." He warned and told the driver his address instead. This would be fun, after a few more drinks of course, "And what if I'm not good at this whole showering thing?" He joked.
Kenzie smirked as he gave the driver his address. She was definitely going to need another few drinks. "I guess that's just a risk I'm going to have to take." She whispered, not having any need to speak louder with how close their faces were now.
Ian stopped for a moment, stopped thinking, stopped moving, stopped breathing and looked into her eyes. And before he knew it, his lips were pressed into hers. He kissed her deeply, pulling her closer to him as his eyes shut.
Kenzie slipped her eyes shut as she kissed Ian back. This was definitely not the way she had expected their night to go. She kissed him passionately as she pulled him closer to her, never wanting this moment to end.
The sane part of him protested against everything he was doing and feeling, but he didn't want this to end. He sat her up a bit straighter and cupped her cheeks as he returned the passion of the kiss.
Kenzie let him move her as he pleased. At that moment she didn't care about anything but his lips on hers. She moved her hand up and tangled her fingers in his hair as a quiet moan slipped from her.
Her moan was so quiet, almost silent, but it echoes through his mind over and over again. He pulled back softly, but left their foreheads against eachothers, "Damn..." He muttered softly and dove right back in, kissing her lips again.
Kenzie wasn't even given the chance to complain that he had pulled away before he was kissing her again. She instantly kissed him back, loving how his lips felt against hers. She kissed him passionately and only stopped when the driver cleared his throat to let them know they were at Ian's house.
Ian sighed softly and pulled away when they arrived at his house. Ian handed him a 50, being much more than what he actually owed the man, but neither of them complained. Ian climbed out, Kenzie still in his arms and carried her into his home, resisting the urge to smash their lips together again.
Kenzie had moved so she had her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her inside. Had she had another drink she might have been teasing him with her lips on his neck but she wasn't quite that confident yet. Not with Ian at least. She kept her hands in his hair, absently twirling strands between her fingers as she waited for him to take them both inside.
Once they were inside he set her on the kitchen counter and pulled out a bottle of liquor and took a long sip, then handed it to her, cursing at the fire in his throat. He needed the voices telling him no to shut up and he knew that the alcohol would do just that.
Kenzie took the bottle and then brought it to her lips. Her eyes never left his as she lifted the bottle and took a long drink. After a moment she placed the bottle down on the counter, her throat felt like it was burning but she didn't care. It felt so good and it made her relax enough that she didn't care about how this was going to end. She leaned forward and grabbed Ian's tie, gently pulling him closer to her with it as she unintentionally gave him a pleasant view down the top of her dress.
Ian watched her, unsure of how this would end or what the consequences would be. He slowly stepped toward her as she pulled her tie. He could see down her dress with much satisfaction, but his eyes were locked onto hers. He stepped forward until he couldn't anymore and leaned in slowly.
Kenzie wrapped her arms around Ian and then leaned forward to meet his lips with hers. The liquor that he had given her was working fast and she was bordering on being drunk now, though she hadn't lost the ability to function like a sober person - except maybe when it came to walking. She kissed Ian again passionately, sliding forward on the counter so she was as close to him as she could get at that moment.
Ian didn't hesitate to kiss her back. His hand got lost in her hair, and he pulled her as close as he possibly could. The extra bit of liquor he had he knew he'd regret the hangover the next morning, but his sanity reminded him the less he remembered of the night the better. The alcohol now had control over his actions. He deepened the kiss and slipped his tongue into her mouth softly.
Kenzie couldn't stop the moan that slipped from her lips when Ian pushed his tongue into her mouth. She wanted him like she had never wanted anyone before and if it hadn't been for the alcohol in her system she knew that thought would disgust her. She made out with him until she needed to breathe. She pulled back and gasped for air, keeping close to him. "Maybe we should move this somewhere a little more comfortable than the kitchen counter." She suggested as she bit her lip, trying to be sexy for him.
Ian was lost in the moment, lost in her lips and the taste of her tongue. When she pulled away he watched her bite her lip and smiled widely and lifted her up with her legs wrapped around his waist and carried her to his bedroom, pressing his lips against hers in a fit of passion.
Kenzie grinned and held tightly to Ian as he carried her. She moved her lips against his when he kissed her again, more liberal with her moans now. Once in his bedroom and sitting on his bed she started to take his clothes off. She pulled off his tie and then worked her way through the buttons of his shirt.
His hands rested on her knees as she sat on the bed, and they slowly and gently slid their way up her thighs, playing at the seem of her underwear softly, the dress making it very easy to do so. The tempurature in the room seemed to increase, and so did his heart beat. Was this actually happening?"
Kenzie gasped when his hands were at her underwear. She bit her lip to hold back a moan over how desperate she was to have him. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and so pushed it from his shoulders, revealing his chest which she eagerly raked her hands over.
one of Ian's hands stayed under her dress while the other reached behind it and slowly untied it. He sucked on her bottom lip playfully and let out a soft moan. He knew better than to ask questions he he continued, loosening her dress completely.
Kenzie shuddered as he moaned. Her hands went to his belt and she started to unbuckle it. Her desire making her move even faster than before. She gasped quietly when he undid her dress and the cooler air of the room danced along her exposed skin.
((Pm or skip?))Ian pulled her dress over her head and then felt her pull off his belt. He went ahead and pulled off his pants, taking his boxers with him then gently laid her back of the bed. Ian kissed her body gentl and tugged at her bra gently.
The next morning Ian woke up, tangled up in skin. He cursed under his breath and put a hand to his forehead, cursing at both his major hangover and the fact that Kenzie was naked beside him. He carefully stood and went to take a shower.
Kenzie woke up when Ian got out of bed. She watched him walk out of the room and groaned. Her head hurt more than she could describe. She pulled the covers over her head and blocked out the light from the windows as well as Ian. Was he back to hating her already? She wasn't sure she wanted to find out.
((I POSTED THIS!!!!!! I PROMISE!!!!!! DUMB GOODREADS NEEDS TO FIX ITSELF!!!!! BECAUSE NOW I HAVE TO TYPE THIS AGAIN!!!!!! Ugh sorry Chel.... I promise I posted.....))Ian sighed as he washed his hair, he didn't know what to think, he didn't want to think, he just wanted to forget about all of this... But he couldn't. He had to figure out how to handle the situation. Kenzie and Ian had sex... That was the fact of the matter and he just had to deal with it. He climbed out and wrapped a towel around him hesitating but opening the door
((Haha. It's okay. Don't worry about it. ^.^ It's soooo annoying when you have to retype a post though >.< ))Kenzie had gotten out of bed and was in her underwear despite the fact she felt she might throw up with every movement she made. She had sat down on the edge of his bed to stop the room from spinning when she heard the bathroom door open again. Great. Now she would have to face him.
Ian sighed, "Morning..." He said to Kenzie, feeling a bit awkward not really sure what else to say, "Alright so now we know, no wine with our fancy dinner," he said though it was the liquor that pushed them both over the edge.
"Morning." Kenzie replied and rubbed her temples. "Yeah and definitely no liquor. Ever." She said and then had to lie back on the bed, her eyes shut tight. She wanted to leave but the pounding in her head was too much for her to cope with.
