"Why do women take forever to get ready?" Mike asked.
"I don't know dude," John said.
John and Mike waiting impatiently at the bottom of the stairs while Amy and Tiffany got ready for the nightclub.
"Is it going to be busy?" Amy asked.
"Doubt it, why?" Tiffany asked.
"Never mind," Amy said, shaking her head.
"You ready yet?"
Amy did a last touch up of her make up while Tiffany grabbed her purse, flicked off the light and out they went.
When Mike saw Amy approach the stairs he couldn't resist a smile. When someone looked liked that, there was no keeping it hidden.
"Amy, you look gorgeous," Mike said as Amy reached the bottom stair, he grabbed her hand and softly pressed his lips to it.
Amy had butterflies in her stomach and the kiss, well, that just wasn't helping. When she looked in his eyes, it made her feel like she was starting over, like she was never married, like this was her first school girl crush.
"Thank you," she whispered.
The interaction between Amy and Michael was hard not to notice.
"This isn't going to end up good," Tiffany whispered in John's ear as they walked to the truck.
"Tell me about it," he smiled, "Words can't describe how you're looking right now baby."
She kissed his lips. He pulled her by her waist against his body as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Michael cleared his throat.
"Romeo and Juliet, we would like to make it to the club," Amy laughed.
"Sorry," John said as he released Tiffany.
Tiffany just smiled. Her face was too red to speak.
"Ready, beautiful?" John asked her.
"Always," she replied with a genuine smile.
When Michael opened the door for Amy he released her hand, Amy hadn't realized he still had it until that moment. She felt so comfortable with him.
While she sat next to Mike on the way to the nightclub her skin felt like it was on fire. The smile Michael wore never left his face every time she shot a look his way, which was a lot.
'Was she the cause of this?' Amy thought.
When they got to the club Tiffany waited for the guys to grab the drinks so she could talk to her alone.
"Amy," Tiffany started.
Amy knew something was up because Tiffany rarely called her Amy unless she wanted to talk.
"What's up Tiff?" Amy asked.
"I'm worried about you."
"Why?"
"He's leaving in the morning."
Amy sighed, relaxing her shoulders, "I know."
"I just don't want it to be like before."
"Tiff, I am trying so hard but every time he touches me, my heart flips. I go out of my way to avoid him and he does the opposite."
"I know how it is. I'm just expressing my concerns. Be careful."
"I am."
"But then again, have fun, you need it."
They both were laughing by time the guys made it back with the drinks.
"What'd we miss?" Mike asked, smiling at Amy, "Vodka and cranberry?"
"Thanks Mike," she smiled back.
"And your amaretto sour love," John said, handing Tiffany her drink and placing a peck on her lips.
"Thanks love, so...this place is a little busier than expected," Tiffany said.
"Its tipsy Tuesday sweetheart," John said, as he sipped his rum and coke.
"Oh."
"So, did we come here to gossip or-
Michael got interrupted when Amy grabbed his hand and dragged him out to dance.
"It's a shame he's leaving," John said, "Amy seems to be into him."
"Yeah that's an understatement. She just won't show it," Tiffany said.
"Well maybe he can get a base change and stay with us for a while?" John asked.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, why not?"
Tiffany set her drink down and kissed John with so much passion, he thought he was going to combust.
"Babe, you can't be kissing me like that in public," John smiled.
Tiffany laughed and kissed him again.
"Unless you really want our first time in the bathroom at a nightclub?" John smirked.
Tiffany pulled away, "Let's dance sexy," she told him and they went to dance.
Baby are you down down down down down, You oughta know, tonight is the night to let it go, So leave it behind 'cause we, have a night to get away, So baby don't worry, you are my only, Just let it be, come on and bring your body next to me, So leave it behind 'cause we, have a night to get away, (So why don't we run away) So baby don't worry, you are my only, Even if the sky is falling down like she supposed to be,
Downnnnnnn, downnnnnnn,
Even if the sky is falling down,
Downnnnn, downnnnn
Ooohhh (ohhh)
Put on a show, I wanna see how you lose control,
So come on and fly with me, as we make our great escape.
You won't be lonely, even if the sky is falling down,
You'll be my only, no need to worry,
Baby are you down down down down down,
Dowwwnnnnn, Dowwnnnnn,
Baby are you down down down down down,
Downnnnn, Downnnnnn,
Even if the sky is falling down,
I'll take you away, hey, turn this place into our private getaway,
So come on and fly with me, as we make our great escape,
You won't be lonely, even if the sky is falling down,
You'll be my only, no need to worry,
Baby are you down down down down down,
Dowwwnnnnn, Dowwnnnnn,
Baby are you down down down down down,
Downnnnn, Downnnnnn,
Even if the sky is falling down,
She gets down low for me,
Down like her temperature, 'cause to me she ZeRo degrees,
She cold, over freeze,
I got that girl from overseas,
Now she my miss America,
Now can I be her soldier please,
I'm fighting for this girl
With Amy's body tight against his, Michael was in heaven. He had both hands on her hips. The way she was pressed against him had him fighting his self control. As she spun around to look at him, he couldn't help but run his fingers through her long brown hair. She placed her hand on his chest as the song came to a stop. The look she was giving him made him smile.
Amy couldn't believe what she was doing. But she figured hell if he's going home tomorrow they might as well have fun tonight. She was letting her control definitely slip, not able to remember the last time she felt this good.
"Okay peoples, how about we slow it down a bit," the DJ said over the microphone.
When the intro to 'This I Promise You' started to play, Amy pulled away to descend the dance floor. Mike grabbed her hand causing her to stop and look to him.
"Don't be scared," He said softly.
She smiled, allowing him to pull her to him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You don't scare me," she said, "I scare myself."
"Well tonight, no fears," he told her as he brought his hand from her waist and brushed it along her face, trailing across her cheekbone, towards her chin and resting it on her neck, he pulled her face to his and when he saw she wasn't resisting he lightly kissed her lips. Amy smiled then strengthened the kiss by tightening her hands behind his neck. When she pulled away, they both couldn't help but smile.
Mike recognized the lyrics and begun singing them to her. Every so often reaching to touch her face. He would miss her so much by tomorrow afternoon.
When the visions around you, And I will take
Bring tears to your eyes
And all that surround you,
Are secrets and lies
I'll be your strength,
I'll give you hope,
Keeping your faith when it's gone
The one you should call,
Was standing here all along..
You in my arms
And hold you right where you belong
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you
I've loved you forever, Just close your eyes (close your eyes) Over and over I fall (over and over I fall) And I will take (I will take you in my arms) Just close your eyes every word I say is true
In lifetimes before
And I promise you never...
Will you hurt anymore
I give you my word
I give you my heart (give you my heart)
This is a battle we've won
And with this vow,
Forever has now begun...
Each loving day (each loving day)
I know this feeling won't go away (no..)
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you..
This I promise you..
When I hear you call
Without you in my life baby
I just wouldn't be living at all...
You in my arms
And hold you right where you belong (right where you belong)
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you baby
Each loving day (each loving day)
I know this feeling won't go away (no..)
Every word I say is true
this I promise you
this I promise you
Ooh, I promise you...
"Wow, that was....sweet," Amy said as they were walking back to their table.
"I try."
"I bet you pull this with all the girls."
Mike stopped smiling, took Amy softly by the chin so she would look at him and said, "Amy, I have never sung to a girl before."
Amy was speechless, she truly didn't know what to say to him. What would it be like tomorrow when he was on his way to Delaware and she was getting divorced. She was in big trouble she knew that.
"Would you like a drink?" Mike asked.
"Let me," Amy said as she walked to the bar.
Mike was awaiting Amy's return when a female approached him. She was tiny, about 5'2", Latin, black hair down to the top of her waist, green eyes. Any other day, Michael would definitely think she was beautiful.
"Hi Papi," she greeted him.
"Oh, hey," Mike said, being courteous.
"I saw you sitting alone and thought to myself, now why is a sexy papi like him doing alone?"
"I'm flattered but-
"Are you from around here?" she asked, interrupting him and placing her hand on his arm.
Mike looked at her hand then at her, "No, I return home tomorrow."
"Well I guess the clock is ticking then," she smiled.
"I really am flattered but," Mike said, placing her hand off his arm.
At this moment, Amy had approached with a confused look on her face. She approached just within hearing distance but Mike still couldn't see her.
"But?" the Latina asked.
"I'm not interested."
"Huh? Not interested?" She scowled.
"No."
"Maybe you don't understand what I'm offering. When I say the clock is ticking, I mean that you and I can get out of here and go-
Mike put his hand up to stop her, "I know what you mean."
"I usually don't get rejected. I mean, we don't have to exchange numbers or any-
"I believe he told you no," Amy said, interceding.
"Oh, I get it now," she smiled, waved at Michael and walked away.
Amy set Michael's beer on the table in front of him and climbed into his lap. After placing her drink down she kissed him. None of the touching the face or being gentle and kind. Just straight forward, hard lips kiss that still managed to be gentle. Amy had to pull away to catch her breath.
"What are you drinking?" Mike smiled.
"Just felt like doing it," Amy said.
"Well, by all means, don't let me stop you," Mike laughed.
3 Hours Later
When they were leaving the club, Mike unable to let Amy go, joined her in the back seat of the truck.
"Their attached at the hip," John laughed.
"Yea," Tiffany said, happy for them both but knowing in the end, someone was going to get hurt.
Amy rested her head against Michael's chest as her wrapped his arm around her. That is all they needed. Because neither one wanted this night to end. She would be getting divorced tomorrow and he would be on his way home.
"Hey kids' don't get anything on my seats!" John joked.
Michael rolled his eyes as he rubbed Amy's arm.
"I wish so bad that I could be there with you tomorrow," Michael whispered in her ear.
"I know," she smiled.
Did she ever know how hard it was going to be to walk away from him tomorrow?
They rode the rest of the drive home in silence. No one knew what to say to one another.
When they arrived to the house Mike walked Amy to her room. He stood, looking into her eyes, with one arm around her waist. The other hand cupped her face, while his thumb brushed her face. He leaned in and gave her a sweet kiss goodnight. Instead of pulling away, he leaned his forehead to hers.
"Good luck tomorrow. I do hope all goes well."
"Thanks. Have a nice flight," Amy said, fighting the emotion that was boiling the surface.
Michael sighed, "God, I'm going to miss you."
Amy kissed his lips once more as he pulled her into a hug so tight against his chest that she had hard time breathing.
"Good bye Michael," Amy said, knowing he would be gone first thing in the morning.
"Goodnight Amy," Michael said, kissing her hand and letting her walk away to her room.
His eyes didn't leave hers until she reached her door, and walked in her bedroom.
"Did you have fun?" John asked Tiffany as he walked her to the room she shared with the baby.
"I always have fun when I'm with you," she said as she touched his face.
John couldn't stop looking at her. No one was as beautiful to him as she. No one ever would be. But the things that were running through his head right now were not PG13.
"Goodnight dear," John said as he pulled her to a hug.
"Goodnight John," Tiffany said as she looked up and his lips touched hers.
John smiled as he pulled away from her lips. He wanted nothing more but for her to sleep with him but he knew she wasn't ready yet and he had no intention on pushing her to do something she wasn't ready for. He kissed her forehead and walked to his room.
When Tiffany shut the door her heart was beating out of her chest. Was she really ready for this? Nothing inside her was disagreeing. She sat in her room for 10 minutes contemplating whether or not to go to John's room.
She looked in the mirror. She had on her cami and boy shorts. To herself, she looked plain. She didn't see what John saw in her.
"Aw hell!" Tiffany said as she walked out of her room.
She walked down the hall to John's room and opened his door. He was sitting on the bed in his boxers when he saw his door open and Tiffany standing behind it, he jerked up.
"Babe?-
He didn't have enough time to say what he wanted before Tiffany was before him. She took one hand, pushed his chest, causing him to fall on the bed. She was on top of him in a heartbeat, her mouth to his. He pulled her away.
"What are you doing?" John asked.
"I want you John, just you, no one else," Tiffany said to him.
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"Are you?"
"Baby I've always been ready for you."
Tiffany smiled.
John slid his hands around her waist, pulling her even closer to him. Tiffany gave into the pressure willingly as she eased up against him. He rolled her over so he was on top and lowered his head, brushing his mouth against hers lightly. Electric. He pulled back to catch a glimpse of her face, smiled, then came back, moved his mouth against hers, taking her lips in a kiss that he'd meant to be quick but deepened the moment their lips met, as if neither could resist.
His hands tightened around her waist, his lips searching, easing her lips open, so he could slide his tongue inside. John lifted his to look at her, then lowered his lips to hers once again.
Tiffany couldn't and didn't want to stop him. Tiffany looked into his eyes before he kissed her once more. In one swift move Tiffany's cami was on the floor. With two fingers, John grazed the skin between her breasts. Tiffany melted at his touch. His hands moved over her body as he continued to kiss her. When John dipped down, moving his mouth over her breasts, Tiffany bit her lip to keep quiet. She felt his arousal against her body, so exciting. John's hand slipped to the waistband of her shorts, pulling them off her ankles, flinging them. He then lay on his side as his fore and index finger slid between her legs and inside her causing Tiffany to moan. He began nibbling on her ear as he flexed his fingers inside her. Tiffany grinned, running hand through his hair, over his chest, exploring. He caught her hand, and then slid it farther down, beneath his boxers until he placed it against the base of his erection. John couldn't help but stare as her eyes widened a bit.
She eased him out of his boxers, he kicked them off. He rolled back to her, moving up and over her, spreading her legs open. She felt him sliding in her, felt that burning stretching. She moaned slightly, eyes widened, as he slid deeper. He placed his lips on hers to prevent any noise. When he pulled away his face was never more than a couple inches away.
She clutched to him as she reached her climax, pulling him even deeper. Signaling his release after, he plunged inside her even harder. She couldn't help the scream that escaped her lips. He kissed her lips. Her eyes slid shut and she was unaware of anything until she felt his fingers tips on her back. He gently kissed her bare shoulder. Tiffany rolled over to see his face. A face that had a never ending smile. She kissed him.
"I could kiss you all night long," she whispered.
He just smiled and kissed her once more.
"That definitely was different than the last time," she smirked.
"That's good right?"
"Beyond good," she giggled.
"Good," John said, kissing her once more.
She rolled back over and John placed his arm around her and pulled her back to his chest where they both drifted off.