Can I Sit Next To You Girl?

[cole]

He felt her hands in his hair pulling his head back. Her lips on his were intoxicating, making him melt into a state of subconsciousness. He felt his body reacting but he felt like he had no control. Suddenly she was pulling away and it was like falling into a pool of ice water.

She was standing there fixing herself, apologizing for everything but he didn't know what she was apologizing for. He couldn't figure out what had gone wrong.

"You've got nothing to apologize for, I kissed you remember?", he stood up and slipped on his cut. He walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water in his face to get his breathing and heart rate under control. He dried himself with one of the fluffy towels from rack on the wall.

"I don't hate you. I'm sorry I did that to you. I'm gonna have a smoke and call the clubhouse so they send someone else out", he walked over and wrapped his arms around her to give her a hug. He didn't know why but it was his way of apologizing.

"I'm sorry I hurt you", he stepped out of the room and went to his bike. He sat on it and lit a cigarette as he stared at the door to his room where he'd left Bailey standing. He rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands as he tried to think of what to do.

He didn't care if he got kicked out or anything anymore. All that mattered was Bailey and he didn't understand why he cared so much. If something happened to her, he didn't know what he'd do and it was confusing for him to feel that way. He'd never cared about anyone like that before and here he was, feeling like he was falling apart from the inside. He half hoped that she'd come out to talk to him but he doubted she'd ever want to see his face again. And that was the worst feeling he'd ever had.

[impala]

As he headed for the bathroom, she stood motionless, her body aching without his presence in the room. She couldn't fathom why but it felt like he was the only thing that made her real, the only thing that gave her any form of substance. And she'd rather lose that not knowing if he felt the same way, than have him stay and knowing full well that what lay between them meant more to her than it ever would to him.

She felt uncalculable relief when he said he didn't hate her but when he wrapped his arms around her she almost fell apart then an there. There would be no one like him for her ever again, she realised, despite the fact that she'd only known him less than 24 hours it didn't matter and as he left she let out a silent sob, bringing her hands up to cover her mouth just in case any sound managed to slip through.

For a moment she just quivered and then she exploded, grabbing the first thing she could find - which was the edge of the kitchen table, she flipped the thing over and enjoyed the sound of it crashing on the ground.

"Sort your shit out Bailey." She whispered, grabbing her jacket and marching out the door, a resolute calm descending upon her.

He looked disarmingly handsome and she almost faltered mid-step. "Hey." She begun tentatively, stuffing her hands in her pockets.

"I don't want you to go, I don't want someone else Cole, I just want you." She said simply.

"And that's why I got so weird in there, its not you and I know that sounds cliche but it's true....I just have all these old school ideals and I can't be that way with a guy if it's just physical." She shrugged her shoulders, looking apologetically at him and wondering how insane he thought she was.

"And I know that's dumb and niave, especially at this age when all guys are just looking for is a good time and that's fine...I just can't be one of those girls they have that good time with."

She tried to find the words to make him stay, because right now, looking at him she didn't think she could go on if he just vacated her life as quickly as he had come.

[cole]

He thought he heard something crashing in the room but figured it was better to let her vent or whatever it was she was doing in there. He took another long pull on his cigarette before flicking it away and lighting up a second one. He looked up at the sound of the door opening but didn't move from where he was sitting on the side of his bike.

"Hey", he answered back quietly as she came out. The sun glistening off of her almost caught him off guard as the taste of her lips came back to his mind. The whole scene replaying itself into his head. He tried to ignore it as he sat quietly as she went on explaining what had happened in the room.

"You think I was just looking to get a piece of ass from you? Damn that really makes me feel like an asshole. I mean, if you wanted to, with one call you could end my life in the metaphoric and literal sense. I didn't kiss you because you're gorgeous, it's because of something else", he just had yet to figure that out yet.

"I didn't want to put you in an uncomfortable position with all of this, so if you want to pretend it didn't happen and start over then that's fine. But I promise I don't think I could ever forget this", he took another pull of his cigarette as he stared at her waiting for a response.

His eyes traveled all over her, he wanted nothing more than to take her back into the room and finish what they started. No one had ever made him feel like he was now and that scared the hell out of him more than anything else. He flicked his cigarette away to join the first one wherever it'd landed.

"Last chance to call and get someone new. I would be upset but I would understand your decision", he rested his hand on the handlebar of his bike but in actuality he was squeezing so hard his knuckles had turned white. He could picture telling him to go and he'd never see her again and it'd probably be the biggest regret of his life.

[impala]

"You're not an asshole." She replied, looking at his face, at the furrow of his brow at his eyes that had stared at her with such ferocity moments ago. He was saying words that she herself was feeling, his sentiments tenderly touching her, showing her that he might want whatever thing she'd always yearned for.

"It's just what a lot of guys would do, who wants to buy the cow when the milk is so readily available?" Her one attempt at a watery joke.

Walking over, slowly almost hestitantly she reached him, he smelt of cigarettes warm and rich, outstretching her right hand she placed it over where his heart would be, feeling the heat of skin pounding into her open palm.

"Please don't ask me to pretend and I can't ask you to leave, the words physically won't come out of my mouth." She whispered, moving her hand down him and gently tracing her finger tips over his straining knuckles which were white with tension. She lingered there for a moment just staring at his hands.

If you leave, who will replace these hands?

Shaking her head she brought both hands up to capture either side of his face, her forehead coming to rest on his.

"Stay with me," she breathed, "and we'll figure it out, I'll figure it all out if I have to." She grinned and gently, very lightly kissed his lips, because the seperation was too unbearable to take.

[cole]

"Maybe I like this particular cow. She can be a bit stubborn but she's really sweet when you get down to it", he knew it was bad to make a joke but he wanted to alleviate the tension in the air.

He didn't react as her hand reached out to his chest to feel his heart beat. He looked down at it and saw the prospect patch on his cut.

Is she really worth taking the risk that you lose your chance at being a sun?

As soon as her fingers traced over his knuckles he knew that she was. His hand relaxed as she touched it causing him to let out the small breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding in.

"Then I guess you're stuck with me princess."

He felt the warmth of her hands on his face as she held it gently in her hands. He rested his own forehead against hers as she asked him to stay. He wasn't sure how to answer that, he'd never had anyone close to him as far back as he could remember. The thought of a girl he'd met the night before cracking him open so easily was almost impossible to him.

He moved his face towards her as she kissed him. He rested his hands on her hips and pulled her in to kiss her a bit deeper than the soft kiss she'd given him. He pulled away reluctantly but knew if he didn't he wouldn't be able to stop himself.

"We have plenty of time to figure this out, I'll get a transfer if I have to until we figure this out", he wasn't sure how much his charter would like that but he didn't think a head charter member's niece would have any problems getting some influence into the matter. It was then that he realized he didn't care what the club or anyone else thought. And that was probably what scared him most of all. He needed time to think and the only way he'd get that was if he could get them down to work on what she'd originally come to do.

"If you're still hungry we can go grab some lunch or something since breakfast got a little interrupted or we can start following that lead or whatever else you feel like doing."

[impala]

Damn him, she thought she was being restrained with that kiss but he'd deepened it immediately, making her lose all resolve and for a moment she thought, screw it take him back to bed, screw your romantic notions, screw your ideals, just be with him.

But she knew that this kiss meant more than any stupid fling or quick screw in a non descript motel bed, this poor Prospect who'd just come to do his job was now officially stuck with her. When he pulled away she groaned internally already missing the taste of him.

Damn Bailey, cold shower for you in a minute.

He was telling her that he'd move, transfer and for a moment she faltered, could she really do that to him, make him uproot everyting for her? Could she really be that selfish? She shoved those questions out for the minute, she could think about all that crap later. For now it was just them two, no body else.

"We don't have to talk about that now, I'll stay here for a bit, we can hang out y'know and also do what it was I came here for." She shrugged, smiling wide at him.
She'd always known how good looking he was but now it was something more, he was perfect, he had been everything and anything she had ever wanted or would ever want again.

"Yeh definately I'm starving," she replied, not knowing if it was exactly for food or for something else, "you wana try find a diner or something, our breakfast feast is kinda lying on the floor."

She laughed nervously, remembering the table flung on its back, "so, bike or car and if you keep calling me Princess, I'm guna keep calling you Prospect." She chuckled and waited for him to answer.

[cole]

"I'd definitely like to hang out with you for a while."

Well that wasn't the cheesiest thing you've ever said.

He reluctantly let go of her hips and rested his hands gently on her sides. He didn't want to imagine the food and coffee all over the floor. Housekeeping was going to be pissed but there was nothing he could do about.

"You have a thing about destroying motel rooms don't you? I'm almost afraid to ask what happened to your room last night", his mind drifted back to her bed torn apart and flung all over.

"Yeah a diner sounds good but I think it's almost lunch if that's alright. We uhh... killed quite a while with our, ahem, wrestling match earlier", he laughed a little uncertain how she might react to him bringing that up.

"Bike, like that's even a question. Not that I would mind at all but unless you want to give everyone on the street the same show you gave me when you were crawling past my window you might wanna throw some pants on. You can just use my helmet because I didn't pack an extra one", he knew that he should've seeing as he planned on being stuck with someone the whole time he was here but hindsight was 20/20.

"And I'm gonna call you princess all I want, cos soon enough I won't be a prospect any more."

[impala]

"Ah yes my room, let's just say emotions got the better of me," she smiled sheepishly, she wasn't usually that heated, she was always calm and easy going, but he turned her into something else and she was afraid, terrified of the fire that lay between them.

She wanted him with a brutal force an unknown energy that ran like electricity through her body and she was ready and willing to be engulfed by it altogether, if it meant just a few seconds in his arms. "Wrestling eh, is that what you call that, I can dig it." She chuckled, reaching an arm out and gently tugging at the bottom of his shirt.

When he mentioned her failed escape plan, she smirked at the memory, it all seemed so hilarious now, trying to get away from him, he was with her now, embedded in her no matter what she did. "Ok, well you best come up with me you can help me with that mess I created," she looked at him cheekily, "and I'll get changed then we can go?"

As she began to walk, moving her butt ever so seductively she turned for a moment and called back, low and husky "you'll always be my Prospect."

[cole]

"They tend to do that from time to time", he said as he leaned up and kissed her softly. His throat felt dry and his heart was pounding rhythmically in his chest. There was an overwhelming drive that made him want her more and more with every passing second.

"Yeah, wrestling and I'd love to show you some moves later", he swallowed a dry lump as she tugged on the bottom of his shirt. He gently placed his hand over hers and ran his fingers softly across the back of her hand.

He tried not to laugh at the idea of having to go back to their rooms and clean up when the only thing he wanted was to take her back in the room and stay there. "Oh I see, lure me in with those amazing eyes and use me to clean up your mess", he was joking with her but he was coming around to the idea of her being his and being there when she needed it.

"You don't have to get changed I doubt anyone would complain if they saw what I did earlier", the thought made him lapse back in memory again, something that seemed to be happening a lot lately.

His eyes followed her butt as she walked away, moving it suggestively back and forth. Then when she spoke her voice nearly made him go dumb. He was practically putty in her hands if she wanted.

"Babe I'll be whatever you want me to be", he said quickly jumping up to follow her back to the room.

Maybe I should've said car, I'll end up crashing trying to sneak a peek at her.

He rubbed his eyes in frustration trying to wonder how out of all the jobs he could've taken he picked the one that led him to meet the woman that was going to end up changing the way he lived his life. But he didn't have any real complaints about it at all.

[impala]

She turned back but not soon enough to catch the look spreading across Cole's face and it was enough to make her run back and envelope herself inside his arms. She felt giddy and on fire, she couldn't think straight all she could see was his face. The long, lean cut of his nose, the touch of his lips and the way they curled in a specific way to say her name. Looking back it seemed unimaginable that she could have lived a life without him, it all felt so hollow, so barren without his face manipulating her memories.

"You know I gotta change, you don't want anyone else seeing your sweet butt do you?" She giggled, teasing him about what he'd called her last night.

Once inside, she quickly stripped off the dress rummaging around in her duffle bag. She knew she'd packed a pair of straight legged leather jeans somewhere, they'd be at the bottom of her bag knowing her luck.....

And then she heard the click of the door as Cole entered, standing bolt upwards she covered her breasts even though they were clad in a bra and her back was turned to him.

You, Bailey, are a dumb ass!

She instantly went bright red, what the hell had she been thinking, it was his fault, his damned face made her feel all kinds of funny.

"Ummmmm," she began hestitantly, "sorrrryyyyy."

She stayed there for an agonising couple of minutes, wishing he'd say something. She couldn't even reach down to grab the pants they were behind her and would require turning around and facing him.

[cole]

He held out his arms to catch her and held her tight to him. He craved her touch, her smell, everything about her felt like it was made to draw him in.

"No because this sweet butt is all mine", he kissed her again as his hand snaked down to give her bottom a quick playful squeeze. He reluctantly let go as she went back to the room to change and clean up.

He waited a few minutes and walked into the room thinking she had gotten changed already. The sight that greeted him was quite the opposite. She was standing in the middle of the room trying to hide herself from his gaze but all it did was afford him an unobstructed view of her backside.

"Don't be sorry", he was trying not to bust up laughing at how red she was from embarrassment. "I'm sorry I should've knocked before coming in."

He spied a pair of leather pants behind her that looked like she'd dropped when he'd come in. There was no way he wasn't going to torture her a little bit. Stepping quietly behind her, he picked up the pants and reached around her to toss them on the bed.

"You definitely have nothing to apologize for", he said deeply into her ear. He put an arm around her stomach, feeling the soft yet firm skin and pulled her body against him. He gently kissed and bit her neck before letting go and stepping away.

"Don't worry I promise not to peek", he sat on one of the chairs and picked up the newspaper and tried to read it while she got dressed but his mind was already off daydreaming.

[impala]

When his hands came around her she almost flinched, she'd never been touched in such an intimate way, it was tender and less about lust but more about the actually act of being close to someone. She couldn't break away from him and bringing a hand up she ran it through his head, arching her neck ever so slightly as he begun to teasingly kiss her neck, sending tendrils of pleasure ricocheting through her veins.
She rocked gently back against him and then he let her go and she gritted her teeth against the welling need, suffocating her from the inside out.

She walked calmly over towards the bed, grabbing at her pants and then feeling a moment of sheer boldness sauntered over to where he was sitting and pulled down the corner of the paper.

"You can watch all you like." She said, cocking an eyebrow. Her confidence was back, lost for a moment by the surprise of his entrance. She turned back around, over exaggerating her movements as she delicately stepped into the pants and pulled them up. She turned to face him as she pulled the zipper up and buttoned herself in. Now standing in her tight leather pants and a bra she gave him another look as if to say 'oh just you wait' and moved slowly towards his bag, touching his arm gently as she walked past him.

Grabbing his bag she opened it, brushing aside the usual 'biker contents' of knives, shells and pistol magazines, she rummaged around until she acquired one of his t-shirts. Pulling it out she found it was an old school rock t-shirt, she grinned and pulled it on. Walking back towards him, Bailey grabbed the base of the t-shirt from behind and pulled it taut across her stomach, baring the jut of her hip bones. Then with a hair tie she manipulated the material so that it would stay that tight against her.

Running a hand through her hair, and messing the long strands up a little she smiled, eyes heavy lidded with want.

"Are you ready to go?"

[cole]

Cole tossed the paper aside completely forgotten as he watched her work her way into her pants.

This girl is going to be the death of me.

Goosebumps trailed up his arm as her fingers brushed across it. He felt cold and hot at the same time as he watched her going through his bag. He didn't even care what she was looking for as long as he got to watch.

He watched as she pulled out one of his shirts and slipped it on but he nearly lost it when she stepped closer and pulled it back exposing just enough skin to make him nearly groan out loud. He stood up and stepped closer to her when she messed up her hair.

"I don't know if I'm in the mood for food anymore", he said quietly to her. He looked into her eyes and saw the want she had deep inside. He couldn't resist anymore and lifted her up and laid her gently on the bed as he crawled on top of her and began to kiss her deeply. His hands slowly pushing the shirt up exposing more of her toned stomach.

"God damnit you make it so impossible to think straight", he pulled away knowing that he wanted to make it special for her and they had work to do. He rolled on to his back next to her on the bed, staring at the ceiling trying for what felt like the millionth time that day to get himself under control.

"Pinch me so I know this isn't some kind of crazy dream coz I'm gonna be really pissed if it is."

[impala]

He laid her on the bed and she gripped the edges of his shirt around his collar bone, pulling him deeper and forgetting about anything other then the weight of him on top of her, stretching out and protecting her like an impenetrable shield.

She laughed at his frustration, partly because she felt it too, as he unbound himself from her, she touched her lips and breathed in deeply, panting, desperate for the air to come back.

"What about you?" She replied back, "your god damn eyes that just stare hungrily at me, your perfect stupid lips which taste so friggin' good." She laughed softly.

"For the record I completely blame you for all this sexual tension, I mean I know that little show I put on earlier didn't help, but I'm guna put it out there and say this ones on you buddy." She arched her back as she chuckled loudly, knowing full well what she just said was extremely untrue.

Regaining herself she rolled onto her side and placed an arm across his firm chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing.

"If it is a dream, then it is a good dream dear one," she whispered, leaning in closer and nuzzling his neck with her cheek.

"Lets just stay here," she murmered, already feeling sleepy against the rhythmic thump of his heart beat, "just stay here and sleep."

[cole]

"Of course they stare hungrily, I've never looked at something I wanted so badly before", her laugh made him smile. It was soft and melodic and made him want to hold on to her and never let go.

"Yeah it's my fault you take so damn long putting clothes on", he tickled her side playfully. He turned his head to look at her. Her perfect smile, soft, delicious lips, her eyes that he never got tired of looking at. He hoped this wasn't some cruel joke fate was playing on him.

He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, gently pushing her shirt up a bit so he could scratch her back as they lay together. "If it's a dream I really hope I never have to wake up from it."

"Sleep sounds nice but with you here it sounds even better", he kicked his boots off and pulled the blanket over them. The heat from her body already lulling him to sleep.

This is a hell of a way to fall asleep, I could get used to this, he thought as he felt her chest rise and fall against his side as his fingers gently traced circles on her bare back.

He felt his eyes starting to close, but he wondered if it meant waking up from whatever dream world he was in. He would have to take that chance.