Never Let Go
Introductions
Jamia held Frank’s hand as they strolled down the street with a slow, easy pace. Jamia had rushed Frank out the door claiming they were running late but she appeared to be in no hurry as they took the short trip to their destination. They were meeting Lindsey and what’s-his-name in a small diner that would have fitted right in if it had been used in the Grease movie. It wasn’t Frank’s favourite place to go due to their limited vegetarian options but he went along without any argument. He just wanted to get the awkward date over and done with so he could go back to watching whatever crap was on the TV. He was tired after spending all day in the recording studio, where his job title as an Intern for a record label meant that he did everything from helping bands set up their equipment, to fetching coffee and copying notes. It was exhausting work, but even when he was fuming at being treated like a bus boy he knew there was no other place he wanted to be. Jamia had been supportive of him taking the barely minimum wage job even though it meant that she was the breadwinner, but she never once made him feel any less of a man for it. Jamia knew it was his dream, and if he was lucky enough to get the opportunity she would be behind him one hundred per cent.
‘Thanks for doing this Frank. It’s nice to be able to go out with one of my friends and my boyfriend at the same time.’
He unlaced his fingers from her and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her waist so that they walked side by side. He placed a gentle kiss on top of her head, enjoying the way she smiled at the small sign of affection. Even after all these years he could still make her blush with ease. It never failed to boost his ego when the crimson blush spread across her cheeks they same way it did when he asked her on their first date. She was his entire world, and he could never imagine that ever changing.
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They were running late after their impromptu quickie on the couch. Lindsey was scowling at Gerard but the effect was diminished by the small smile on her pretty lips. His shit eating grin was enough to let the whole world know he had just gotten laid, if they couldn’t already tell by their flushed faces and tousled hair.
‘Don’t smile at me like that. You know I hate being late!’ she did her best to sound angry, but the orgasm she received only five minutes earlier was making it difficult.
‘I don’t remember you complaining when I had my head between your legs.’
‘Gerard!’ she sounded scandalised, and her flushed face turned crimson when a middle aged woman shot a narrowed look at them while covering her young son’s ears.
He let out a high pitched giggle, further angering the woman whose eyes were shooting daggers at them as they walked out of their apartment complex. When the main door shut behind them Lindsey couldn’t hold back her own nervous laughter.
‘You’re fucking unbelievable’ she spluttered through her gasps.
‘That’s what you said five minutes ago!’ he raised an eyebrow and gave her his cheeky grin.
‘You’re incorrigible!’ she gave his arm a light slap, before linking their arms and beginning the journey to their destination.
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‘They’re late’ Frank grumbled after ten minutes of sitting in the red booth.
‘It’s only ten minutes Frank. Can you please just try to not be a grouch?’
The exasperation in Jamia’s voice immediately filled him with guilt. If he was forced to go he may as well do his best to have a good time.
‘Sorry, I’m just tired and hungry. I’ll be good, I promise.’
He had barely finished his sentence when he heard someone cut across him.
‘I’m so sorry we’re late! We got held up!’ The dark haired woman was standing at their booth with her eyes focused on Jamia. She was slightly out of breath while holding hands with a raven haired man who stood awkwardly beside her.
‘It’s fine, we’re not here that long ourselves.’ Jamia responded with a friendly smile.
The couple slid into the booth, giving Frank time to study the two of them. The woman was very pretty, with soft pale skin and black hair that went past her shoulders. Her make-up was done to perfection, highlighting her big brown eyes and long eyelashes. Her beauty was in contrast to Jamia’s who was more of a ‘girl next door’ kind of beautiful. This woman was the type who could be a model if she was so inclined. The man was equally handsome, with jet black hair and a more natural looking pale skin. His hazel eyes were shrewd and observant, and Frank knew he was doing the exact same thing he was.
‘Frank, this is Lindsey and her boyfriend Gerard.’ Jamia did the introductions.
‘Nice to meet you, I’ve heard a lot about you’ Frank did his best to be polite as he held his hand out to Lindsay, who shook it with a loose grip. He then offered it to the man who sat across from him, whose grip was so strong Frank nearly winced. He knew it wasn’t a sign of aggression though, the man probably just didn’t know his own strength.
‘Me too. It’s nice to finally meet you after all these years’ Lindsey gave Frank a smile.
They were interrupted by a waitress who was dolled up to the nines, her thick New York accent rhyming off the specials while handing each of them a menu and asking if they wanted drinks. They all ordered sodas and the waitress went back on her way.
‘So Gerard, I hear you’re into comics.’
Jamia set her attention on Gerard, doing her best to get the ball rolling and prevent any awkward silences.
‘Yeah, big time. I actually got a job with Dark Horse comics after I finished an internship so I get to live the dream.’
Frank’s eyebrows rose up with interest at the information.
‘Wow, that’s pretty cool man. Are you illustrating the comics?’
Gerard’s gaze was steady as his hazel eyes took in the man sitting across from him.
‘For the moment yeah, I have a Bachelors of Fine Arts so it’s something I always wanted to do. I have a few ideas of my own as well so I’m working on pitching them to my boss at the moment.’
Frank saw the way Gerard’s eyes lit up when he mentioned wanting to do his own comics. It made the gold flecks in them stand out even more, and his smile was a little shy in juxtaposition with his confident body language. He was sitting straight, his shoulders back as he rested his hands on his lap.
‘That sounds awesome. I’m a big fan of comics myself but I was never that great at art. Music is more my thing.’
‘You’re a musician?’
Gerard’s interest was definitely peaked. The guy seemed like a likeable enough person, and so far he didn’t appear to be a total idiot. If he liked comics and music Gerard decided the evening might not be a total loss. He had seen Frank scrutinising him with his brown shade of hazel eyes, with were big and round. His skin was pale, and his lips had two healing scars which suggesting he had piercings in them until recently. His hands were tattooed, something Gerard admired as he was too scared to get any ink done on his own body.
‘Not a working one unfortunately, I play in my spare time. I’m working for a studio at the moment, see where it leads me.’
‘Awesome. What do you play?’
‘Guitar mostly, but I can play a bass as well.’
The two women smiled at each other as the two men began conversing, satisfied that their plan had worked.
‘Told you they’d get along’ Lindsey gloated.
‘Thanks for doing this Frank. It’s nice to be able to go out with one of my friends and my boyfriend at the same time.’
He unlaced his fingers from her and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her waist so that they walked side by side. He placed a gentle kiss on top of her head, enjoying the way she smiled at the small sign of affection. Even after all these years he could still make her blush with ease. It never failed to boost his ego when the crimson blush spread across her cheeks they same way it did when he asked her on their first date. She was his entire world, and he could never imagine that ever changing.
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They were running late after their impromptu quickie on the couch. Lindsey was scowling at Gerard but the effect was diminished by the small smile on her pretty lips. His shit eating grin was enough to let the whole world know he had just gotten laid, if they couldn’t already tell by their flushed faces and tousled hair.
‘Don’t smile at me like that. You know I hate being late!’ she did her best to sound angry, but the orgasm she received only five minutes earlier was making it difficult.
‘I don’t remember you complaining when I had my head between your legs.’
‘Gerard!’ she sounded scandalised, and her flushed face turned crimson when a middle aged woman shot a narrowed look at them while covering her young son’s ears.
He let out a high pitched giggle, further angering the woman whose eyes were shooting daggers at them as they walked out of their apartment complex. When the main door shut behind them Lindsey couldn’t hold back her own nervous laughter.
‘You’re fucking unbelievable’ she spluttered through her gasps.
‘That’s what you said five minutes ago!’ he raised an eyebrow and gave her his cheeky grin.
‘You’re incorrigible!’ she gave his arm a light slap, before linking their arms and beginning the journey to their destination.
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‘They’re late’ Frank grumbled after ten minutes of sitting in the red booth.
‘It’s only ten minutes Frank. Can you please just try to not be a grouch?’
The exasperation in Jamia’s voice immediately filled him with guilt. If he was forced to go he may as well do his best to have a good time.
‘Sorry, I’m just tired and hungry. I’ll be good, I promise.’
He had barely finished his sentence when he heard someone cut across him.
‘I’m so sorry we’re late! We got held up!’ The dark haired woman was standing at their booth with her eyes focused on Jamia. She was slightly out of breath while holding hands with a raven haired man who stood awkwardly beside her.
‘It’s fine, we’re not here that long ourselves.’ Jamia responded with a friendly smile.
The couple slid into the booth, giving Frank time to study the two of them. The woman was very pretty, with soft pale skin and black hair that went past her shoulders. Her make-up was done to perfection, highlighting her big brown eyes and long eyelashes. Her beauty was in contrast to Jamia’s who was more of a ‘girl next door’ kind of beautiful. This woman was the type who could be a model if she was so inclined. The man was equally handsome, with jet black hair and a more natural looking pale skin. His hazel eyes were shrewd and observant, and Frank knew he was doing the exact same thing he was.
‘Frank, this is Lindsey and her boyfriend Gerard.’ Jamia did the introductions.
‘Nice to meet you, I’ve heard a lot about you’ Frank did his best to be polite as he held his hand out to Lindsay, who shook it with a loose grip. He then offered it to the man who sat across from him, whose grip was so strong Frank nearly winced. He knew it wasn’t a sign of aggression though, the man probably just didn’t know his own strength.
‘Me too. It’s nice to finally meet you after all these years’ Lindsey gave Frank a smile.
They were interrupted by a waitress who was dolled up to the nines, her thick New York accent rhyming off the specials while handing each of them a menu and asking if they wanted drinks. They all ordered sodas and the waitress went back on her way.
‘So Gerard, I hear you’re into comics.’
Jamia set her attention on Gerard, doing her best to get the ball rolling and prevent any awkward silences.
‘Yeah, big time. I actually got a job with Dark Horse comics after I finished an internship so I get to live the dream.’
Frank’s eyebrows rose up with interest at the information.
‘Wow, that’s pretty cool man. Are you illustrating the comics?’
Gerard’s gaze was steady as his hazel eyes took in the man sitting across from him.
‘For the moment yeah, I have a Bachelors of Fine Arts so it’s something I always wanted to do. I have a few ideas of my own as well so I’m working on pitching them to my boss at the moment.’
Frank saw the way Gerard’s eyes lit up when he mentioned wanting to do his own comics. It made the gold flecks in them stand out even more, and his smile was a little shy in juxtaposition with his confident body language. He was sitting straight, his shoulders back as he rested his hands on his lap.
‘That sounds awesome. I’m a big fan of comics myself but I was never that great at art. Music is more my thing.’
‘You’re a musician?’
Gerard’s interest was definitely peaked. The guy seemed like a likeable enough person, and so far he didn’t appear to be a total idiot. If he liked comics and music Gerard decided the evening might not be a total loss. He had seen Frank scrutinising him with his brown shade of hazel eyes, with were big and round. His skin was pale, and his lips had two healing scars which suggesting he had piercings in them until recently. His hands were tattooed, something Gerard admired as he was too scared to get any ink done on his own body.
‘Not a working one unfortunately, I play in my spare time. I’m working for a studio at the moment, see where it leads me.’
‘Awesome. What do you play?’
‘Guitar mostly, but I can play a bass as well.’
The two women smiled at each other as the two men began conversing, satisfied that their plan had worked.
‘Told you they’d get along’ Lindsey gloated.
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11/2/16