Time Changes

Part Six

He pulled back from her with a groan, "don’t spoil this, were having a nice time aren’t we?"

Nodding she sighed too, “though the pretence of tonight was supposed to be to talk? So we should talk more.”

Shrugging he signalled for another shot, trying to ignore her comment. Slamming the glasses in front of them, he necked another shot with vigour.

                “I like you Alexis; I have always liked you...” He shook his head, “but it’s complicated.”

Typical cop out from a man she fumed.                “It’s clearly not that difficult. We’re two people, unattached who want to spend time together. What’s so wrong with that?” She had SO quickly forgotten Steve Mackenzie.

                “Nothing is ever straight forward Alexis, and I don’t want to complicate things further. You know I like you, and now you’re over hating me, I think you like me. We can be friends!”

Being friends was not an option, Alexis knew that, she was so attracted to him, she felt as though she sizzled every time he looked at her; the torture of being close to him was a constant overwhelming force.

                “I don’t think we can ever be just friends Peter.”

Instead of acknowledging her comment he gestured to the barman, and it infuriated her that he was yet again flitting around with her emotions, she turned to him, "Peter! You can’t ignore things. You keep saying you want to spend time with me, tonight you even dragged me away from the group...then you block me out, push me away, close the doors. YOU are supposed to be the adult here; I mean how many times have you called me a child? Yet you are the one being pathetic! So now you’re pretending that this is a drink between friends? Is that what this is?"

“I brought you here, because more than anything I wanted to apologise..." he knew the words sounded lame before he said them.

"’Sorry for being a prick’, no need to orchestrate a night out, a wide berth would have done the trick!"

Her retort was a snarl, but Alexis was fed up with this emotional rollercoaster. She hated that she lusted after Peter, that his slightest look could turn her to jelly, but then she remembered the past, him abandoning her when she needed him, the years that followed. She hadn’t taken a long time to get over him, the last thing she wanted was him chewing her up and spitting him out again! She wanted to pursue things with him, her hatred of him had only ever been a cover, but she had no intention of being used, or abused by him.

She had to get away from him, this was a mistake.

“I’ve got enough friends; I really don’t need another one, especially one as flaky as you! It was almost fun!” She offered, before standing to move away.

She barely registered him reaching out and grabbing her wrist, but as he pulled her back towards him, she collided with his knees, and used a hand on his chest to steady herself. Then their eyes met.

Everything seemed to stop, suddenly it was just them, no one else existed. His eyes searched hers, and at the same time he reached for her, muttering, “Oh God!" as his gloved hands slid under her cloak to find her buttocks, pulling her into him.

Alexis couldn’t believe the sensations that just the pressure of his hands through those huge clumsy gloves were causing. As he tugged her she gasped, and it allowed him to pull her between his parted thighs. He was still seated, so standing in front of him Alexis found they were the same height.