Re: Lucy & Jaimeson
Jaimeson enjoyed going out, he missed it more than he'd realized he would. He enjoyed taking Lucy dancing, spinning her around the floor, and enjoyed bringing her home to let their bodies move to their own beautiful love song. The twins were cramping their style, but he was still itching to go out. Their new game was helping to sate both of his urges. He got to go out, meet people, enjoy the scene, and he still got to play with Lucy. Sure, they didn't dance as they usually did, but in a way it was it's own dance.
Going out with Casper had been the perfect set up, Jaimeson had met up with the other man at the club. He had chosen a rather simple outfit, wanting it to be something he wouldn't care if she ripped to shreds with spells. Hell, he was hoping he could make her angry enough that she ripped his shirt with her bare hands. Wouldn't that be something? Just thinking about it made him hot.
None of the beautiful women around Jaimeson even compared to his fiery redhead at home. He was enjoying playing wingman however, making small talk with a few of the women. making sure his friends had their pick of the women. One woman in particular was getting a little too flirty, but he knew that Lucy was on her way soon, if she wasn't already. He'd let her know they were at a table, so it was a good time. Then he heard her voice, as the woman had been asking him what he was doing next Friday. "I'm busy," he told her with a smile, pretending to ignore Lucy for the fraction of a second.
"I told you I had to work late, I'm trying to spare your feelings. You know, while you're in your condition," he said, using the line he'd heard a rather douchey teammate use once. He gave her his cockiest smile, crossing those large arms across his chest. He raised his brows to challenge her. He'd be the douche bag. He rather enjoyed letting his cocky side have an outlet.