Friday, 15 December 2006
11:59:50 PM (GMT)
"so," jaime smiles at joey as she tries to pour his drink, "how was the show?"
"we didn't have it," he sighs as he looks at her bandaged hand, "you need some
"no thanks," she almost drops the drink, but catches it, "why didn't you guys do the
"i don't know," he smiles, "monte just told us not to do it."
"oh," jaime winces as her hand hits the table, "im sorry."
"its fine," joey laughs and stand up, "please let me help you."
he walks behind the counter and stands beside her.
"im alright," she turns to him with another glass in her hand.
when she turns, she finds herself suprisingly close to him.
"well," she blushes as she turns back to the drinks, "you wanted coolers, right?
"yup," he laughs quietly, "you never said what you wanted..."
she turns back to him and smiles.
he smiles back and takes the glass out of her hand.
"what are you doing?" she looks at him.
"im making your drink," he looks at a large glass container, then pulls off the top
an starts to pour.
"stop it," she laughs and takes the bottle away from him, "i can do it myself."
she starts to pour when she feels joey put his hand on hers.
"what," she turns to him.
but before she can finish her sentence, he leans down and gently plants his lips on
her eyes widen but she kisses him back as he beguins to wrap his arms around her
"what are you doing," she stops kissing him for a second and takes a breath.
he doesn't answer, he just starts to kiss her again, she does the same.
"joey," someone calls from outside the main room, "joey are you in here?"
the two split apart and Joey looks at her.
"its Linda," joey whispers franticly, "just start cleaning."
jaime looks at him confused, ten piks up a new rag as he walks over to the door.
"Hey Linda." joey opens the door and a tall woman with lond blond hair walks in.
"hey joey," the woman smiles and gives him a kiss, "the guys were wondering were you
"oh," he looks around and smiles back at her, "i was just getting a drink."
"oh great," linda giggles "ill have one too, waitress," she walksover to thebar and
snaps her fingers, "waitress id like something to drink."