Keeping Susanne close and making sure she didn't slip off his feet Chuck was enjoying this moment, and enjoying that Susanne was smiling with the twinkle in her eye. He wanted her to feel good so badly, the strange force just seemed to call him to do so.
Hearing her comment about the time Chuck stops singing again before letting go of Susanne's hand but keeping his arm around her wast so he could lower her to the ground safely again. Letting his hands fall from her wast his own hand slips into hers.
"Alright, I guess we want to make sure we are one time. I'll make sure we get there."
Taking Susanne back to his bike and handing her the extra helmet. Making sure she put it on, and than putting his own on he mounts the bike waiting for to put her arms around him. Feeling she was sacred Chuck starts the bike up and takes off.
Driving a little faster down the road more than he had come Chuck was still very safe with his driving till the came into down where he slowed down a little bit. Pulling into Mom and Pop's Chuck cuts the bike off getting. Holding out his hand to Susanne he smiles ready to slip into the character he would be playing tonight and than maybe for a while longer too.
Leaning into Kip Karla lays her hand on his leg. Hearing his words she thinks for a moment before moving and eating one of the frys he held out to her. Giving a smile she can't help but lean over to him and kiss his nose a little bit. Thinking about what he said Karla's look turned to one if sympathy.
"You know they love you to death Kip and they have no second thoughts about having you in the band. Your good at what you do, and amazing on the bass. I think its just going to take you a little while longer to get use to everything."
Bringing her hand to the site of his face Karla runs her thumb over his cheeks as her eyes search his. She cared for him so much she hated seeing him hurt.
"You know the band would probably fall apart without you. You part of them, and part of the glue that holds them together, your the glue that holds me together."
Walking and listing to Ariel Trey found her intriguing. Her job alone was interesting, he'd never met someone who did something like that before. He couldn't help but want to hear a little more.
"I do find that kind of interesting. I've never met someone who did that."
Taking another sip of his beer and walking to the edge where the sand was Trey cocks his head at Ariel. Just watching her for a long moment he considers walking in the sand. He'd never done that bear foot before.
Slipping his own shoes off a long with his socks he sent his empty bottle down along with a few things from his pockets. What was he doing? Walking in the sand with no shoes...thats what little kids did not someone like him.
Walking over to her the warm sand on his feet it sent a thousand tingles through him. It tickled and felt good at the same time. Coming over to her Trey slips his hand around her wast and lifts her up a little bit spinning her around before setting her down again. Looking down into her eyes his own hold a deep gaze to them, one that if someone saw...they might have seen it else where.
"I have no idea why I am doing this."
Letting her go and backing up a little bit he continues to smile as he looks back to Ariel. The moon was shinning bright tonight and it just seemed to light the beach perfect. Finally turning around a little bit he walks to the edge of the water and lets it wash over his feet.
"Would you like to get lunch tomorrow with me?"
Had he really just asked her to lunch? Did he just need a reason to get out of TJY or was the strange feeling he had really true? Did he feel like he needed a friend? Was he really lonely? It was strange to feel like that, maybe because here....he really did have no one.
10/17/10
Special
I promise I won't hurt you.
Why Susanne believed him, she didn't know. She shouldn't trust him like this... it wasn't logical, at all, nor was it wise. All of her training and self-taught rules told her to back away and not allow Chuck to be this close. So why she moved closer and allowed Chuck's arm to be around her waist, was beyond her.
With her feet on top of his, the movement felt a little awkward at first, but forcing herself to relax, her feet moved right along with his as if she was dancing as well as he. Listening to him sing, feeling his arm around her, her hand in his, and dancing like this was all so unreal, and Susanne felt so silly yet didn't want to stop.
A smile starts at the corner of her mouth, and the tears in her eyes disperse to leave a new little twinkle. Laughing, she hides her face for a moment by leaning her head against his chest. She didn't want him to think he was laughing at him - it was just this whole thing that made her emotions bubble over.
Finally looking up at him again, she still smiles and shakes her head. "You... are something else, you know that?"
His offer for some water makes her giggle but she declines. "I think I'm alright for now."
Searching his eyes, she just lets her feet and legs move with his, letting him take her where he would as he slowly danced. At a pause in the song, her gaze softens just a little. "Thank you," she mentions quietly. "If only for a few minutes, you've managed to make me feel special, and that's something that most people never accomplish."
With one hand up on his shoulder as they danced, her wrist was exposed and she suddenly catches sight of her watch. Giving a little gasp, she stops dancing. "Oh, goodness... we better get back if we're gonna get to Mom and Pop's before that silly bunch does."
Karla's light backrub was unexpected but so relaxing and Kip sighs deeply with a quiet murmur, just enjoying it for a few moments and wondering if she knew how good it felt. Her question though, reminds him that not all was well. He'd missed her, too, and knowing that she'd missed him back makes him feel a little guilty for having been so distant the last few days.
Finally rolling over onto his back, he looks at Karla for a moment. No, he didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he'd have to eventually. Still not saying anything, he sits up and scoots back so he can lean back against the wall. Spreading his legs apart, he pulls Karla up between them so she can sit and use his chest as a backrest. Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabs the bag of food and sets it on Karla's lap, his arms on either side of her as he opens the bag and snitches a couple french fries.
Wrapping one arm around her waist, he holds her, just chewing quietly for a moment, and offering her a fry too, holding it up so she can take it in her mouth from his fingers. Soon, he rests his chin on her shoulder, still slowly eating the fries but more to just keep his hands busy than to satisfy his stomach.
"I heard the band talking the other day," he finally admits quietly. He holds up another fry for her, then one for himself. It was easier talking when he could keep his face hidden from her line of sight. Still resting on her shoulder, he lets his head lean against hers. "About me... and how I've been delaying the band recordings and... and hindering their performance."
He swallows hard and leaves the food be for now, locking his other arm around Karla's waist now too. He sighs a deep, weary sigh. "I guess the last few days, I've been trying to figure out how to tell them they'd be better off finding another bass player who can keep up with them." He gives a quiet scoff at himself. "I'm not surprised. I know I'm not as good as the others. I'm just sorry for making it more difficult for them. They deserve someone better."
Ariel didn't know what TJY was or why anybody would be hounding Trey, but for now, she doesn't ask. She didn't want him to feel like she was doing any hounding either, and she didn't mind not knowing everything yet.
Walking a short ways with him, she smiles and shakes her head at his question. "Not unless you count painting butterflies with sponges." Looking up at him, she grins. "I'm an art teacher at a school for kids with disabilities. On a normal day, the most excitement happens when someone drops the box of crayons."
Still walking slowly, she takes a small sip from her bottle, one hand tucked in her jeans pocket, her braided hair hanging over one shoulder. "As far as fun, outside of teaching, I guess I enjoy myself at these get-togethers, but I don't have anybody I really hang out with regularly. It's just me and the cats most days." She laughs. "All five of them."
Reaching the small, sandy beach, another grin comes to Ariel's lips. Slipping out of her flipflops, she sets her beer down for now and walks into the sand with her bare feet. "Mmm..." It was nice and warm out tonight and she so loved walking in the sand. Turning, she walks backward for a moment, looking to Trey, her gaze asking him to join her.
Why Susanne believed him, she didn't know. She shouldn't trust him like this... it wasn't logical, at all, nor was it wise. All of her training and self-taught rules told her to back away and not allow Chuck to be this close. So why she moved closer and allowed Chuck's arm to be around her waist, was beyond her.
With her feet on top of his, the movement felt a little awkward at first, but forcing herself to relax, her feet moved right along with his as if she was dancing as well as he. Listening to him sing, feeling his arm around her, her hand in his, and dancing like this was all so unreal, and Susanne felt so silly yet didn't want to stop.
A smile starts at the corner of her mouth, and the tears in her eyes disperse to leave a new little twinkle. Laughing, she hides her face for a moment by leaning her head against his chest. She didn't want him to think he was laughing at him - it was just this whole thing that made her emotions bubble over.
Finally looking up at him again, she still smiles and shakes her head. "You... are something else, you know that?"
His offer for some water makes her giggle but she declines. "I think I'm alright for now."
Searching his eyes, she just lets her feet and legs move with his, letting him take her where he would as he slowly danced. At a pause in the song, her gaze softens just a little. "Thank you," she mentions quietly. "If only for a few minutes, you've managed to make me feel special, and that's something that most people never accomplish."
With one hand up on his shoulder as they danced, her wrist was exposed and she suddenly catches sight of her watch. Giving a little gasp, she stops dancing. "Oh, goodness... we better get back if we're gonna get to Mom and Pop's before that silly bunch does."
Karla's light backrub was unexpected but so relaxing and Kip sighs deeply with a quiet murmur, just enjoying it for a few moments and wondering if she knew how good it felt. Her question though, reminds him that not all was well. He'd missed her, too, and knowing that she'd missed him back makes him feel a little guilty for having been so distant the last few days.
Finally rolling over onto his back, he looks at Karla for a moment. No, he didn't want to talk about it, but he knew he'd have to eventually. Still not saying anything, he sits up and scoots back so he can lean back against the wall. Spreading his legs apart, he pulls Karla up between them so she can sit and use his chest as a backrest. Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabs the bag of food and sets it on Karla's lap, his arms on either side of her as he opens the bag and snitches a couple french fries.
Wrapping one arm around her waist, he holds her, just chewing quietly for a moment, and offering her a fry too, holding it up so she can take it in her mouth from his fingers. Soon, he rests his chin on her shoulder, still slowly eating the fries but more to just keep his hands busy than to satisfy his stomach.
"I heard the band talking the other day," he finally admits quietly. He holds up another fry for her, then one for himself. It was easier talking when he could keep his face hidden from her line of sight. Still resting on her shoulder, he lets his head lean against hers. "About me... and how I've been delaying the band recordings and... and hindering their performance."
He swallows hard and leaves the food be for now, locking his other arm around Karla's waist now too. He sighs a deep, weary sigh. "I guess the last few days, I've been trying to figure out how to tell them they'd be better off finding another bass player who can keep up with them." He gives a quiet scoff at himself. "I'm not surprised. I know I'm not as good as the others. I'm just sorry for making it more difficult for them. They deserve someone better."
Ariel didn't know what TJY was or why anybody would be hounding Trey, but for now, she doesn't ask. She didn't want him to feel like she was doing any hounding either, and she didn't mind not knowing everything yet.
Walking a short ways with him, she smiles and shakes her head at his question. "Not unless you count painting butterflies with sponges." Looking up at him, she grins. "I'm an art teacher at a school for kids with disabilities. On a normal day, the most excitement happens when someone drops the box of crayons."
Still walking slowly, she takes a small sip from her bottle, one hand tucked in her jeans pocket, her braided hair hanging over one shoulder. "As far as fun, outside of teaching, I guess I enjoy myself at these get-togethers, but I don't have anybody I really hang out with regularly. It's just me and the cats most days." She laughs. "All five of them."
Reaching the small, sandy beach, another grin comes to Ariel's lips. Slipping out of her flipflops, she sets her beer down for now and walks into the sand with her bare feet. "Mmm..." It was nice and warm out tonight and she so loved walking in the sand. Turning, she walks backward for a moment, looking to Trey, her gaze asking him to join her.
Trust me
Wrapping his fingers around Susanne's Chuck puts his other hand around her wast and gives a soft smile to let her know he wouldn't try anything, and she was safe in his arms. Moving a little slowly Chuck could feel Susanne tremble a little. Than hearing her words about not being able to dance Chuck smile even more the words to the song dieing off again.
"Thanks ok. I'll make it work so you can enjoy it too. Just...trust me I promise I wont hurt you."
Wrapping his other arm around Susanne as well Chick lifts her up a little bit and places her on top of his feet. His steel toe boots proving to me good platforms to stand on so they could dance with him taking the lead.
"Now we can dance and you don't have to worry."
Picking up in the song again Chuck smiles keeping his arms around Susanne. Morning around one way, and than going the other was moving in soft circles and all over the open area just enjoying the moment and letting Susanne do the same.
"If you get thirsty its not punch but I have some water on the bike in the seat compartment."
"Thanks ok. I'll make it work so you can enjoy it too. Just...trust me I promise I wont hurt you."
Wrapping his other arm around Susanne as well Chick lifts her up a little bit and places her on top of his feet. His steel toe boots proving to me good platforms to stand on so they could dance with him taking the lead.
"Now we can dance and you don't have to worry."
Picking up in the song again Chuck smiles keeping his arms around Susanne. Morning around one way, and than going the other was moving in soft circles and all over the open area just enjoying the moment and letting Susanne do the same.
"If you get thirsty its not punch but I have some water on the bike in the seat compartment."