Never Let Go
Double Date
‘C’mon Frank, it won’t be so bad. From what Lindsey told me he’s a really nice guy, I think you two will get on like a house on fire.’
Frank arched an eyebrow at Jamia, who was giving him her best pleading doe eyes. Her smile was struggling to break free while she convinced him to go on a double date. He hated the idea of double dates, something Jamia knew full well. He saw them as a stupid social convention, and a complete waste of time. The idea of a date was that it was fun, intimate time spent with someone you wanted to get to know or loved. Double dates were anything but those things. Dates with Jamia were fun. They consisted of them going out for dinner, maybe a movie or something equally cheesy but as long as he was spending time with her he didn’t care. From the moment he met her back in high school he had been entranced by her. It wasn’t too long before he gathered up the courage to ask her out and now, four years later there were living together after finishing college. He had never said no to her in all those years. Today was the day that changed.
‘No Jamia. I’m sure Gerald-‘
‘Gerard’ Jamia snapped.
‘-whatever, I’m sure he’s a nice guy but I’m not going to be stuck on some awkward double date with a dude I don’t know while you and Lindsey chat away. Why can’t you and Lindsay just go out yourselves?’
‘Because she really wants me to meet him, and it’ll be awkward for him if he’s stuck with two girls. Please Frank.’
Her voice was starting to get high pitched and whiney, a combination that irritated the fuck out of him. Jamia was amazing and had lots of admirable, loving qualities. The only thing he couldn’t stand was when she got upset and her voice would get shrill. The decimal levels made his ears want to bleed under the impact. She knew this, and she used it when she wanted him to do something. Seeing as he normally went along with whatever she wanted she never had much cause to use it, but when she did it made him want to shoot himself.
‘Jesus, fine. This is the one and only time Jamia. You can forget about organising any more in the future.’
She gave a squeal of delight and clapped her hands together, before she smothered him with kisses and a tight hug.
‘Thank you Frankie. I love you.’
‘Yeah, love you too wench’ he muttered, still not happy with her.
She giggled at his petulance, giving him a quick kiss before dashing into their bedroom to get ready.
‘We’re leaving in half an hour.’
He rolled his eyes at her, not impressed at having to miss South Park on TV.
‘Fucking women’ he mumbled to himself, throwing himself on the couch.
‘I heard that!’
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She flashed him her cute smile, the one that could get him to do anything. The red lip gloss only highlighted just how white and perfect her teeth were. Her creamy pale skin was perfect even without the pale foundation she wore. He soaked in the sight of her dressed in a short skirt and a white shirt she had stolen from his closet. Not that he minded, it looked good on her when she teamed it with a black tie. Her pale long legs were covered by white knee high socks, and paired with black shoes. She looked absolutely sexy when she had walked out of their bedroom, and he knew she was up to something.
‘Gerard, remember that friend I was telling you about, Jamia?’
‘Yeah’ he barely focused on the conversation, his eyes were too busy taking the sight of her in as he stood at the kitchen counter with a mug of coffee.
‘Well, I was thinking we could go on a double date with her and her boyfriend Frank. I thought it’d be nice for us to do something as a couple, you know?’
He sighed.
‘We do plenty of things as a couple Lindsey-‘
‘Something other than sex I meant!’
He let out another long sigh. He had to admit he wasn’t necessarily the best boyfriend when it came to the romance department. Dates weren’t really his thing, and when it came to romantic surprises…well they weren’t in his repertoire. That wasn’t to say he never tried. He was better at the whole writing poetry or drawing something nice thing. It had been the reason a lot of potential girlfriends hadn’t panned out. Lindsey had always been able to look past that and see his better qualities. Like how he would sing to her when she feeling down, or make sure the cupboard was stocked with chocolate when she was on her period. He would leave little notes for her in the mornings sometimes when he had to leave to go into work early. He always held her hand and carried her bags when they went shopping. He did care, but he just wasn’t a hearts and flowers kind of guy.
‘You do realise how awkward this is going to be right? I don’t know the dude, he could be a complete idiot and you know how I feel about forced social interactions with people I can’t stand.’
Lindsey walked over to him; her hips swaying a little in the way she knew made him wild. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him in to her closer.
‘I know baby, do you think I’d ask you to do it if I didn’t think you’d get along? If you really can’t stand him we’ll make some excuse to go early, I promise. I’ll make it up to you later.’
He couldn’t stop himself from grinning wildly at the suggestion in her voice. It made him stiffen a little as he got a mental image of how she could ‘make it up’ to him. Even after three years together she still had the same effect on him.
‘Ugh, fine. You’re lucky you’re so damn irresistible.’
‘Yay! You should get ready though, we’re suppose to met them in twenty.’
He groaned.
‘We’re going tonight? Fucking hell.’
She detached herself from his warm embrace.
‘Less complaining, more getting ready.’
‘Fucking women’ he mumbled, earning a slap on the arm.
This was going to be a drag.
Frank arched an eyebrow at Jamia, who was giving him her best pleading doe eyes. Her smile was struggling to break free while she convinced him to go on a double date. He hated the idea of double dates, something Jamia knew full well. He saw them as a stupid social convention, and a complete waste of time. The idea of a date was that it was fun, intimate time spent with someone you wanted to get to know or loved. Double dates were anything but those things. Dates with Jamia were fun. They consisted of them going out for dinner, maybe a movie or something equally cheesy but as long as he was spending time with her he didn’t care. From the moment he met her back in high school he had been entranced by her. It wasn’t too long before he gathered up the courage to ask her out and now, four years later there were living together after finishing college. He had never said no to her in all those years. Today was the day that changed.
‘No Jamia. I’m sure Gerald-‘
‘Gerard’ Jamia snapped.
‘-whatever, I’m sure he’s a nice guy but I’m not going to be stuck on some awkward double date with a dude I don’t know while you and Lindsey chat away. Why can’t you and Lindsay just go out yourselves?’
‘Because she really wants me to meet him, and it’ll be awkward for him if he’s stuck with two girls. Please Frank.’
Her voice was starting to get high pitched and whiney, a combination that irritated the fuck out of him. Jamia was amazing and had lots of admirable, loving qualities. The only thing he couldn’t stand was when she got upset and her voice would get shrill. The decimal levels made his ears want to bleed under the impact. She knew this, and she used it when she wanted him to do something. Seeing as he normally went along with whatever she wanted she never had much cause to use it, but when she did it made him want to shoot himself.
‘Jesus, fine. This is the one and only time Jamia. You can forget about organising any more in the future.’
She gave a squeal of delight and clapped her hands together, before she smothered him with kisses and a tight hug.
‘Thank you Frankie. I love you.’
‘Yeah, love you too wench’ he muttered, still not happy with her.
She giggled at his petulance, giving him a quick kiss before dashing into their bedroom to get ready.
‘We’re leaving in half an hour.’
He rolled his eyes at her, not impressed at having to miss South Park on TV.
‘Fucking women’ he mumbled to himself, throwing himself on the couch.
‘I heard that!’
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She flashed him her cute smile, the one that could get him to do anything. The red lip gloss only highlighted just how white and perfect her teeth were. Her creamy pale skin was perfect even without the pale foundation she wore. He soaked in the sight of her dressed in a short skirt and a white shirt she had stolen from his closet. Not that he minded, it looked good on her when she teamed it with a black tie. Her pale long legs were covered by white knee high socks, and paired with black shoes. She looked absolutely sexy when she had walked out of their bedroom, and he knew she was up to something.
‘Gerard, remember that friend I was telling you about, Jamia?’
‘Yeah’ he barely focused on the conversation, his eyes were too busy taking the sight of her in as he stood at the kitchen counter with a mug of coffee.
‘Well, I was thinking we could go on a double date with her and her boyfriend Frank. I thought it’d be nice for us to do something as a couple, you know?’
He sighed.
‘We do plenty of things as a couple Lindsey-‘
‘Something other than sex I meant!’
He let out another long sigh. He had to admit he wasn’t necessarily the best boyfriend when it came to the romance department. Dates weren’t really his thing, and when it came to romantic surprises…well they weren’t in his repertoire. That wasn’t to say he never tried. He was better at the whole writing poetry or drawing something nice thing. It had been the reason a lot of potential girlfriends hadn’t panned out. Lindsey had always been able to look past that and see his better qualities. Like how he would sing to her when she feeling down, or make sure the cupboard was stocked with chocolate when she was on her period. He would leave little notes for her in the mornings sometimes when he had to leave to go into work early. He always held her hand and carried her bags when they went shopping. He did care, but he just wasn’t a hearts and flowers kind of guy.
‘You do realise how awkward this is going to be right? I don’t know the dude, he could be a complete idiot and you know how I feel about forced social interactions with people I can’t stand.’
Lindsey walked over to him; her hips swaying a little in the way she knew made him wild. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him in to her closer.
‘I know baby, do you think I’d ask you to do it if I didn’t think you’d get along? If you really can’t stand him we’ll make some excuse to go early, I promise. I’ll make it up to you later.’
He couldn’t stop himself from grinning wildly at the suggestion in her voice. It made him stiffen a little as he got a mental image of how she could ‘make it up’ to him. Even after three years together she still had the same effect on him.
‘Ugh, fine. You’re lucky you’re so damn irresistible.’
‘Yay! You should get ready though, we’re suppose to met them in twenty.’
He groaned.
‘We’re going tonight? Fucking hell.’
She detached herself from his warm embrace.
‘Less complaining, more getting ready.’
‘Fucking women’ he mumbled, earning a slap on the arm.
This was going to be a drag.
Notes
Hi Everybody,So, I've got two chapters written in less than 24 hours. Go me. I hope to possible update weekly, but don't hold me to it. I want to get a few chapters written so that updates are regular. I have a habit of updating as I write, which means I can get lazy and only write one chapter at a time.
Please comment, and I hope you'll enjoy this story. I know I'm gonna love writing it :)
Please update, this is a great story <3
11/2/16