Sweet Dreams Tennessee

Intoxicating

And as I thought about it more, maybe it didn't have to be like this. My mind went wild with all the possibilities of a relationship with him as I combed his hair with my fingers.

It was probably around four in the morning and for some fuckin reason we were wide awake looking at each other in the eyes. If he were anyone else I probably would have looked away by now. But with him, I'm more comfortable than I'd ever been.

"Penny for your thoughts doll?" He said quietly in a voice brimming with concern. He fumbled with his pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He lit the fag and took a long and slow drag before hissing it out from behind his teeth.

"Oh nothing really," I replied. Lying poorly was my specialty.

"You and I both now that's not true love," he said with a smirk as he held the fag up to my mouth where I could take a long huff. As I blew it out he spoke once more "You're a horrible liar." He chuckled under his breath trying not to make it too loud. "Every time you lie your pupils get big and you play with your hair." How does he notice such small things like that. His smile grew larger.

"Maybe it's just because you make me nervous Turner." I spat smirking back down at him lying in my lap.

"Other way 'round I'm afraid Tenny," he looked down at his feet before meeting my eyes again. "Your beauty is nerve wracking my love,"

"How can you say such corny shit like that with your face being completely and utterly serious," I asked downright cringing but bloody flattered at the same time.

"Talent, I guess love," he chuckled. His face fell and I looked at his eyes which had averted my gaze. "Tenny I really am sorry," he seemed like he was about to cry.

"Al it's oka-" he cut me off.

"It's not Tenny. Stop making excuses for the shitty things I do," he took a deep breath and spoke again. "Sorry I won't raise my voice. You're too good for this world." "Too good for me," he corrected himself. My mind raced. Maybe he did feel the chemistry between us like I did. After all if we really were at odds with each other would he be laying in my lap right this very moment? "And I know I've treated you shitty and I'm sorry,"

"Alex," I stopped him.

"Yeah?" He asked locking his puppy eyes with mine.

"Just shut up and kiss me already won't you," I interjected assertively. He shifted upwards and moved closer to me. His familiar sensual smell filled the air as he turned my head towards him with his index finger. My skin igniting with his gentle yet callus touch. I shifted across the settee turning to face him and almost straddle him with my hips. The anticipation was killing me. Finally he broke the space between us. Engulfing me with his taste. Although it was particularly whiskey-forward this time I had no complaints. We moved in sync. His kiss, soft yet ample in hunger, almost desperation. This didn't even feel real. His tongue was united with mine as he bit my bottom lip when letting go of the breathtaking kiss.

"You're absolutely intoxicating," he said looking at me. I felt like he was peering into my soul.

(A/N: AHHH IM BACK!!! Don't think I forgot about you all. I'm sorry for keeping you guys waiting so long. I couldn't decide how I wanted this part to play out. P.S. I'm literally shocked you guys. 5k reads?!?!? You're insane I love you guys <3 hopefully I can get a good posting schedule soon)