Sample Sunday: Happiness in Jersey- An Incredibly Appropriate Moment.

“You look incredibly appropriate, Kitten."

:: “What are you doing the rest of the day?” Zay was asking.
It’d been almost a week since we’d had our pancake night and we hadn’t hung out since. I shrugged, watching as the rest of the guys made their way up the stairs. Bam was saying something about meeting up over somebody named Trent’s house before the football game that was going on later in the afternoon.
“I dunno,” I said, moving to sit on my favorite crate. “I’m not really used to having free time.”
Zay eyed me as he leaned against the wall next to where I was seated, casually crossing his legs as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. He was wearing his regular uniform of a t-shirt and worn jeans. Today’s was dark gray and matched his eyes.
“Well, I wanted to see if maybe you wanted to ride with me?”
“Ride with you where?” I asked, tilting my head up to look at him.
He smiled. “It’s a surprise.”
I rolled my eyes. “I don’t do surprises.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “You don’t do relationships, you don’t do surprises… what do you do, Kitten?”
He’d lowered his voice an octave and he fixed a look on me that I guess was supposed to be inquisitive but was just sexy as hell. I couldn’t help but smile when he was looking at me like that. I let the question linger in the air because any answer seemed like it might get me in trouble.
“How do I know you’re not gonna try to abduct me or something?” I asked instead of answering.
He grinned, showing his adorable half-dimple. “You don’t.”
I bit my lip as I stared up at him, trying to suppress another smile.
“That’s not much incentive for me to run off into the unknown with you,” I said, pointedly.
He pushed himself off of the wall and moved to stand in front of me.
“Being abducted and running off into the unknown with me would be life-altering,” he said, grabbing my hands.
I let him pull me up and he didn’t move back like a normal person would’ve. He just stood there so that I was practically pressed against him.
“Is that right?” It took everything in me not to back up.
“Yep,” he said, grinning cockily, tilting his head to the side as he studied me.
“Am I dressed appropriately for this allegedly life-altering experience?”
He let his eyes travel slowly down my body, from my gray Jimi Hendrix long-sleeved t-shirt to my tattered jean skirt and pink converses. He met my eyes again, desire evident in his.
“You look incredibly appropriate, Kitten,” he finally answered, his voice low and sexy. “You look so appropriate, it’s difficult for me to be appropriate. You look so appropriate all I really want to do is show you exactly how appropriate we could be together if you gave me the appropriate chance.”

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