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searches_forhim) wrote2012-10-13 06:43 pm
searches_forhim) wrote2012-10-13 06:43 pm
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A First Time for Everything
[Continued from the Tag Someone New meme]
Jane had debated for the better part of an hour whether to actually go out with Jack. Yes, their meeting had seemed ideal, and he seemed like a great guy. But appearances could be deceiving.
After talking with Darcy she decided to go through with it - with Darcy's tazer in her purse. She texted him the address of her favorite Japanese restaurant, telling him to meet her at 8. After going through every dress in her closet she decided on a simple black one, accenting it with gold shoes and jewelry. She left her hair down simply because she didn't like every way she tried it up.
She walked to the restaurant since it was only a block from her apartment. She arrived early - she liked arriving early - and stood outside waiting for him. She paced to work off some nervous energy. Astrophysics she had no trouble with. Dating made her shake in her heels.
Jane had debated for the better part of an hour whether to actually go out with Jack. Yes, their meeting had seemed ideal, and he seemed like a great guy. But appearances could be deceiving.
After talking with Darcy she decided to go through with it - with Darcy's tazer in her purse. She texted him the address of her favorite Japanese restaurant, telling him to meet her at 8. After going through every dress in her closet she decided on a simple black one, accenting it with gold shoes and jewelry. She left her hair down simply because she didn't like every way she tried it up.
She walked to the restaurant since it was only a block from her apartment. She arrived early - she liked arriving early - and stood outside waiting for him. She paced to work off some nervous energy. Astrophysics she had no trouble with. Dating made her shake in her heels.
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"You definitely don't come off as someone who likes to hear themself talk. But you don't need to be shy about who you are, either. That's why we're here, right? To get to know one another." She munched on her salad, enjoying her favorite ginger dressing on top. She preferred the small portions, as she tended to get full easily.
"So do you have any brothers or sisters? I'm an only child of a single parent, so I tend to get jealous of people with big families."
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He nodded along with what Jane said, his cheeks feeling a little warm regardless. His grin was genuine so she needn't worry on putting him off. The ginger dressing was in fact very good and Jack found himself eating more before finally responding. "No. Same as you. Never was jealous of big families though." Was ignored enough being the only one.
While his thoughts ventured somewhere unpleasant, he managed to hold his casual expression. Between his father's obvious dislike of being held down by a family he hadn't planned, and his mother's job as a nanny to a girl who had been born a few years before Jack, it always seemed everything took precedence over him. He decided on leaving that part out and contributed something else.
"Do have loads of aunts and uncles and cousins in Glasgow though. And my mother cared for a little girl a few years older than me when I was a wee lad, until my father passed." His eyes stopped remaining fixed on Jane's and returned to eating more salad before finishing his last statement. He was hungry or searching for a way to move the focus off of him again.
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"I'm so sorry." She put down her chopsticks and reached across the table for his hand. "I lost my dad too. Almost two years ago, right after I graduated from undergrad." It was still difficult for her to talk about. He had been her everything. Her whole life it had just been the two of them. If she hadn't had Erik Selvig to help her through she might not have made it. It seemed strange to her that she had finally found something they had in common, and it was something so tragic.
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"It's been many years for me." He would be honest with Jane. No one deserved deception. "Those who knew him in Scotland say my father was gone long before his death. So I can't say I ever really knew the man." Jack preferred to think his father was the Kevin Flanagan he rarely got glimpses of than the constantly drunk and brooding man he knew. "But I have my mum and other relatives. And always room for new friends," he ended with a soft smile.
Jack was interested in more than friendship but it didn't seem appropriate to say then. Besides, he hoped they could be friends. Relationships were empty and short-lived when the time wasn't taken outside of romantic escapades. He would gladly trade seeing different women for one who could steadily be there. In part, it was why he hadn't allowed himself a serious romance before establishing his career. He couldn't end up resentful and bitter like his father.
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"Friends are the family you choose, isn't that the saying?" Friends were all she had left, and she had plenty. They did not fill the hole left behind by her father, though. It was a big one, and some days it felt like it would consume her like a black hole. Those days were happening less often with time.
She reluctantly pulled her hand away so she could resume eating. The waitress returned, this time with Jane's sushi order on an elaborate plate made to look like a boat. Jane realized she had fallen victim to her usual dilemma - her eyes were bigger than her stomach.
"Feel free to try anything you want. I may have ordered too much." She grinned. 'May' was an obvious understatement.
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He offered a nod with a smile in reply while using chopsticks to get a bite of his noodle bowl ready. "Leave me anything you don't want. I never turn food down. Which made for some difficult dining experiences in Indonesia. But the people there were so warm and giving that I was a glutton for punishment."
Friends were important to Jack but he had few that could wear that title. A 'friend' required a lot of trust. Once they had his, they always would unless they betrayed it. So for Jack, he remained friends with a pal from high school, military and university. None so far in his career after being slighted enough times to put him off from getting involved personally in business.
"New York hasn't been the easiest place to make more than an acquaintance. People I've met seem to always have an agenda. I mean, my landlady is nice. Even she continuously tries to set me on dates with her granddaughter. Who might be a lovely woman but I really like my flat. And relationships haven't worked out how I'd like with women here. I'm not... as exciting as they'd like. Beware," he smirked.
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"Do you have a hard time finding restaurants here that are as good as the real thing? You've been to Indonesia and eaten authentic. The places here must pale in comparison." She carefully picked up the roll and waited for it to stop dripping before she popped it into her mouth. She chewed as he talked, chuckling softly.
"You have a hard time making friends? Try being a vampire like me. I study the stars, so I mostly sleep during the day and work at night. If I am up during the day I'm either writing my thesis or in the lab by myself crunching numbers. Excitement isn't something high on my priority list." It was true. She liked stability and predictibility in her personal life, because her research and passion were so undefined and possibly undefinable.
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He found himself staring again, captivated by her warmth and openness. Jack dropped his eyes quickly. He physically used the excuse of setting down his food for a drink of water. "This is the city that never sleeps! Besides..." he replied immediately after swallowing his sip, picking up his bowl and preparing to dive in again after speaking. "Vampires are quite popular these days. I'm surprised you were available to eat with me tonight."
Jack gave her a wink, flirting and appreciating her statement about excitement in her life. He couldn't tell if she was being earnest about it. No man wanted to consider himself boring. He considered himself disciplined. Structured. Reserved but he was playful without being loud or the life of the party. His humor was more sarcastic and under breath. He didn't drink or smoke and would prefer to lay out in Central Park than crowded in the Beatrice Inn.
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Her cheeks flushed a light pink at his wink, and she laughed at his comment. "Oh, you haven't figured me out? This is just an appetizer. You are dinner." She tried her hardest to keep a straight face and use a Transylvanian-type accent but it just came out sounding ridiculous.
She could appreciate discipline and structure, as long as he had a playful side. She liked seeing him smile.
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But they weren't at that stage yet. She would see it in time. He was confident of how things were progressing. She was an attractive women but even more so when laughing and teasing..and talking about her work... Jack loved seeing her light up instead of the hint of sadness and her earlier frustration over the transit system.
"Am I now? Not even a proper kiss first? Now I understand why you can't finish those off! You're trying to fatten me up!" he couldn't help but laugh along and finished by picking up then popping one of the sushi rolls at the corner of her plate.
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"There you go! This way your blood will taste like sushi." She chewed and swallowed, following with a drink of water. Kiss? She blushed slightly, then decided that if he was going to go there, she could go even further.
"The real secret is that we've been on this date before. I bring you here every night, then I take you back to my place and feed on you and erase your memory afterwards." Jane made a scary face, then dissolved into giggles. Just the idea of doing such a thing was funny. She would never in a million years do something like that.
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"Really, I think there's something wrong with me: I don't know whether to be frightened or flattered!" Jack laughed heartily. He was in heaven between seeing her light up with laughter and the flirty level she was teasing on. "You'll have to forgive me. I'm quite sensitive on the neck so you can clearly see why I'm torn. Especially the idea of having been bitten and sucked on a little!"
They were venturing into silly and obvious flirting. Jack could be when comfortable enough. He didn't drink so that level of comfort wasn't as easy as it was for others. He didn't question if he pushed the envelope too far, Jane played along and anything said could be dismissed. ...As long as she didn't ask if he was serious. Because he was.
Jack simmered his laughter that had made his eyes nearly invisible from squinting while nearly blinding Jane with his smile. He stole another sushi roll and popped it in his mouth with a wink. "I do as I'm told, Madam."
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Jane snickered and shrugged. "Who said I've been biting you on the neck? You would notice bite marks there. I've been much more creative." Her own flirting was making her blush, as the mental image of the most likely other place a vampire would feed from filled her mind - the inner thigh. She shook her head and waved her chopsticks at him.
"Madam? We're well past that, aren't we? Unless you're trying to make it sound like I run a brothel." It was just going from bad to worse! From vampire feeding to whorehouses. She tried to laugh it off, searching his face for reassurance that she hadn't gone too far with her last comment.
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His brow shot up at her immediate reply. Jack nearly snorted with laughter. He felt his face rush with warmth which meant he probably had a slight blush too. His own knowledge of vampires was limited so his mind went somewhere other than his thigh, even if the femoral artery made complete sense. He thought of locations that would be impossible for him to see instead of just difficult.
"I don't know. Was I being fed on by anyone else? Then possibly the title suits you well," he continued to tease. Jack started laughing again. "I am a sizable man. You very well could be making a buffet out of me." It wasn't until he completely finished speaking that it dawned on him his exact words...'sizable man'. They apparently were venturing all over the gutter now. And enjoying it.
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"Oh, no, I don't share. Not my real food, anyway." She pushed the plate of sushi even closer to him. She was giggling between bites and wondering if she could pause and take a drink of water without it coming out of her nose.
"Okay, okay, I concede. You win the double entendre contest!" She tossed her hands up in the air with a smile and shook her head. "I can't possibly beat that one." And yet, unintentionally, she just had.