Recovering yourself, you wipe the corners of your mouth with a cloth James has handed you. Taking a sip of water you once more apologise as the tears begin to fall again.
Reaching his arms out you embrace the comfort, allowing your emotions to overwhelm you as you shake uncontrollable tears into his chest. Lifting your feet off the ground with a light squeeze, he carries you back towards to sofa allowing you to succumb to your pain in his arm.
James slowly strokes your hair, holding you close until your ready to let go. Your tears now less of a stream and more of an intermittent shudder as your body becomes exhausted from the events. Raising your head from his chest he runs his fingers under your cheeks ever so gently wiping the residue with his cool hands easing the burning redness of your eyes.
‘Feeling a bit better?’ he probes, treading carefully as not to erupt any emotions again.
‘I. I should go, I should call Jade.’ You hadn’t even thought about Jade, was she ok? Had she been hurt too? Your mind began to race.
Seeing your eyes dart around in panic James cups the side of your face. ‘she’s fine. Steve took her home and she was well looked after. She knows your here.’
Taking a sigh of relief you climb off his knee standing. The reality of this obserd scenario finally hit you, your sat on The James Buchanan's knee... what the fuck?. ‘Thank you for looking out for me, I really do appreciate it. But I must really head home.’ You head out towards the door.
James spins to kneel facing the back of the sofa watching as you scuttle off across the room. ‘Hey, there really is no rush. I can drive you home when your ready.’
‘’No, no you have done more than enough. Thank you Mr Buchanan.’ your becoming flustered, unsure and extremely embarrassed around the whole affair. Your emotions are wild.
‘Well you can’t exactly catch a cab in just a t-shirt now can you?’ giving you a quizzical look pointing a finger up and down your body.
Screwing your nose at the good point he was making. ‘I suppose not.’
Bending into the low down Audi, pulling at the t-shirt you buckle yourself into the seat. Brushing your hair trying to smooth the feral mane you look towards the window. The ride is quiet. James let’s you process in peace, your grateful.
Pulling up outside the apartment block your hand glides across your face as you slide down into the seat. Of course there’s a gang of teens at the main entrance to your flat.
Noticing your hesitation, James let's out a sly smile. "I got this." Leaving the car he blocks the view of the kids allowing you to skip out behind a bush. Quick to distraction he seems more than happy to appease the teens in admiration of his sports car allowing you to slip out behind the crowd unseen. Looking back he shoots you a smile and a wink before you disappear through the doorway, you swear, in spite of the events your heart has grown a little.
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Bee to my Barnes
Romance**Not based in the marvel universe but based on their characters, personality and relationships. I hope you like my take on their lives outside of the avengers. ** Heartbroken and lost, a small town country girl moves to the big city to be with her...
