Butterfly
Chapter Four
Pop My Cherry
A/N: Hello! I've finally gotten off my derriere and updated, shock horror! I hope you enjoy it.
Glen watched the woman across the table intently, his blue eyes absorbing everything about her. Her mannerisms as she ate her dull breakfast. Her personality. Her style. Her everything.
She seemed so different from the night before, so vulnerable. He knew it was because she was suffering from a hangover and the fact that she told him something, which she even trusted him enough to say.
"Sorry if I'm being quiet." Ada murmured, offering a smile.
"Don't be, just eat as much as you can, you'll feel better."
Ada pushed away the bowl of fruit salad and sighed.
"Karma is a terrible thing but right now, I don't know what I'd do if I didn't tell somebody what I told you last night. I know it doesn't seem like a big deal, that a thirty-two year old has a crush but I never do, I'm a little old to be having those school girl feelings."
"The only thing I suggest Ada is that you see where this takes you. Don't let his relationship get the better of you and don't do anything to break it up, because it will ruin you."
"Whose relationship and a what now?" The object of Ada's thoughts slid into a chair beside Glen, a perfect smile on his face causing Ada to blush and shake her head.
"Nothing." Glen smiled.
"Aw, c'mon. The goss always stops when I arrive."
"That's a good thing Hardy."
"Snap." Ada smirked.
"Haha, play nice. I heard you were drunk last night girly." Jeff chuckled, sweeping his hair out of his face as he did so.
"Oh. Oh, I'll just slip away now." Standing from her chair, she shivered at the gaze Jeff settled on her.
"Nah, stick around. Tell me stories."
"Jeffery Effery, I would love to, but alas, I have to shop. Ew." Frowning, she slipped her wallet back into her jacket.
"Thought you were broke?"
"Am."
Glen and Jeff looked at her, confusion clearly written on their faces.
"Five finger discount my friends, learn it, live it, and love it!" Smiling wickedly, she winked.
"Bull. Don't you dare Ada," Glen warned. "You aren't stealing, I'm making sure someone is going with you." He stood up, searching the hotel bistro for one of the girls.
"Glen, relax. I'm kidding. My dad transferred some money over to me this morning. I'm fine for the moment and don't even think about getting one of the girls to tag along, it won't work."
"Too late, Melina!" Glen waved the Latina over and Ada rolled her eyes.
"What's up?" She asked, smiling at the three.
"Ada needs help with shopping, if you aren't doing anything want to help?"
"Seriously, I'm fine, I can do it on my own!"
Jeff smirked, "What's it like being treated as a thirteen year old?"
"Shut yo' face boy." Ada quipped.
"Melina, you really don't have to do this."
"No, I'm having fun. It's nice being around someone else for a change. Here, try this on."
Ada held up the high-waisted black skirt.
"Erm…?"
"Oh, and here's a cute purple shirt to go with it. I'm guessing you'll need shoes. What size? Hmm, actually I'm pretty sure we have the same size. Go try those on and I'll find shoes. Go, go!" Steering Ada into the nearest changing room.
Buttoning up the skirt and flattening the shirt to her figure, Ada faced the mirror, fixing her hair back she smiled at her reflection.
"Heads up, here's some shoes!" Melina's voice echoed; a pair of boots fell from the ceiling, landing on the floor.
"Thanks!"
Sitting on the stool, she slipped the 4-inch ankle boots over her feet and stood, opening the door she faced Melina.
"I look hot."
"Oh my gosh. I am the miracle worker."
"So far. I feel… weird. I like it though. Buy it?"
"Yes."
Ada sat on her bed, seven shopping bags filled with clothing she never pictured herself buying on the floor at her feet. Three boxes containing shoes. Ankle boots, strappy heels and ballerina flats she insisted on having, just because. And a single bag filled with organic make up and hair products.
"I'm spent." She murmured to herself, 'literally.'
It was well past two o'clock; hungry, tired and sore she pulled herself from the bed, clutched the bucket in her hand and opened the door.
Sucking on an ice cube, she past the candy-vending machine.
"Starbursts?"
"Makes sense."
She didn't even have to turn to know that voice.
"Gonna share 'em?"
"If I have to."
Laughter followed her, the bucket of ice and scrunching of wrapping down the hall. Opening the door to her room, Jeff bounced in, dodging the bags and diving for the bed.
"Candy me." He stretched his hand out, pleading.
Tossing the Starbursts to him, she propped the ice bucket on the table and did an intake of breath with Jeff lazily lounged on the bed, a cherry starburst placed between his teeth, sucking the edge of it, 'I'm doomed.'
"So, what did you end up buying with Melina's help?" He asked casually, completely unaware of the affect he was having over Ada.
"Uh… lots of stuff."
"Well, I'm free for the next hour, go model them."
Ada squeaked and bit her lip.
"I'll give you a Starburst if you do it." He shook the packet her way and she laughed, picking up the nearest bag, her eyes widen and she put it back down.
"I'll try on something else me thinks."
"What's wrong with that bag?" Jeff nodded to the one she dropped.
"It's, not…"
"Staaarbuuursts… what's your favourite flavor?' He asked, drawing out the Starbursts in a dreamy manner.
Without thinking she automatically replied, "Cherry."
"Mmm. Yeah. So, I'll give you a cherry one if you model whatever it is in that bag, hell I'll give you all of the cherries." He winked and settled back down amongst the pillows.
"It's really not something I'd model, well I definitely would, but now is not the right time…"
"Ooh. Fine. What's in that bag?" He pointed to the same one and she sighed.
"Jeff, you pointing and being cute isn't going to make me try them on, no matter how many times you offer me a cherry Starburst."
Pouting, he popped another candy in his mouth, this time, strawberry.
"You keep eating all of my favourite Starbursts." Ada whined, sitting on the bed beside him, reaching for the candy.
"Pfft, you gotta fight."
"For your right."
"To party?"
"Haha, yes!" Ada giggled, leaning over him and taking the sweet cube.
"We're so lame." Jeff conceded, his stomach tensing as he felt her weight press against him.
"Mmm, cherry." Ada responded, nodding and wiggling her bare toes in excitement.
"What are you doing tonight?" Jeff asked suddenly, eyeing her as she went for the packet again.
"Sleeping, you?"
"Going out with the boys and the girls, should come. Bar-hopping galore."
"Hm, maybe."
"And, you can wear whatever it is in that bag, I wanna know and I won't stop until I find out."
"Oh, ugh, fine, go look."
"'Kay!" Slipping off the bed, he found the bag and dumped its contents on the floor, his eyes too widening and a slight blush creeping towards his cheeks.
"Who are these for?" He laughed, picking up the black barely-nothing-there thong.
"I almost forgot about that, there's a pink one too. Oh, and a matching bra and a gorgeous blue slip with red lacing."
Jeff pursed his lips and hastily put everything back.
"Happy to know what's in there now?"
Jeff cleared his throat. "It probably was best you didn't try those on."
Turning away from him, she blushed and smiled to herself. She felt Jeff's weight as he sat back down on the bed and the familiar sound of the Starburst wrapping being unpicked.
"You're still coming tonight, however, you aren't allowed to wear those, that's just mean."
Laughing she nudged her companion's side with her elbow.
"Jealous much?"
"No one is allowed to see. Enough said, eat Starbursts." Putting the packet between them, one to keep the occupied and two, to stop Ada leaning over him to get them.
"What time is this Bar-hopping thing commencing?" Ada asked, fiddling with an empty cherry wrapper.
"We're thinking 9 o'clock, all meet downstairs in the entrance. Who ya going with?"
Ada shrugged, "Might ask my new best friend Melina to hitch a ride."
"Aw, sweet, I knew there was some love. What's your cell number? I can call you later with details 'cause I'm gonna be in a meeting with Stephanie and I'm heading straight to the bar afterwards."
"Hang on a sec," fishing out a notepad and pen from the side table, she scribbled her number down and folded it up, passing it to him she grinned. "Don't share it, I don't want anymore crazies with my number."
"Why, how many 'crazies' have you got?" He raised an eyebrow, tucking the paper in his jeans pocket.
"Most of the numbers in my phone are strangers with the minority being friends or family." She explained.
"Strangers?"
"Yup, people I've met while travelling, festivals and the like."
"One day, we're going to have an awesome chat about our lifestyle, mainly yours. But, I have to go. I'll call you."
Bending down to her level, he placed a soft kiss at the tip of her nose. Stealing another Starburst, he got up and left, shaking his head at the bag full of lingerie as he past it.
A/N: Next time, I promise I won't leave such a huge gap in between updates. With my other stories, I've been so lost with what to do with them, so if you have any ideas at all, including this story let me know and we'll work something out. Much love.