Gold Rush

Freckles

Jack had surprised himself when he'd taken Sophie up on her offer of going back with her, it was engrained in him to be the one calling the shots.
He liked sex, which was no secret and the kind of girls that usually flocked around him knew the deal, one night only. NDA's. Sworn to secrecy. The only purpose was to fulfil a physical need. An outlet for pent up stress.
This time it was different, he wanted to be around her. However bizarre it sounded.

She was unpredictable, this intrigued him. She'd had him hooked from day dot, hooked in a way that no-one had before. Sophie had something about her, a good girl but not really a good girl once you scratched the surface, he knew that for sure.

Obviously she was beautiful, which sparked the initial attraction, but her quietly confident intellect outweighed all of that. She radiated warmth and he felt as though he could totally relax whilst in her company, which was rare for him.
Jack was always on high alert these days, especially since moving to Manchester City. Everyone was ready to sell a story, to twist his words and make something out of literally nothing.

They made their way together to the underground carpark under the Etihad and Jack stole multiple glances at Sophie as they walked side by side.

*

Sophie fiddled with her keys and the lights flickered on the blue BMW they were approaching. Jack quickened his pace and cut across her path, making her stop suddenly.

'Lemme get it' he muttered as he opened the driver door before standing back proudly, nodding his head towards the car.

'Jack..' she smiled

'Yeh?' A smirk teased the corner of his mouth, and he playfully bobbed his head towards the car again.

Sophie caved, rolling her eyes as she accepted his non-verbal offer and climbed into the driver's seat, feeling the door firmly being closed next to her.
She eyeballed him as he made his way round to the passenger door, subconsciously running his fingers through his hair which immediately fell stubbornly into his face again.

As soon as Jack sat down she could see him observing the interior, looking in the glove box twice and nosey-ing through the inner door storage. It made her insides flutter, just the pure innocence of him.. grinning to himself as he fiddled with the comical air freshener hanging from the mirror.

'you're easily pleased, Jack'
'I love being in other peoples cars y'know, ya get a snapshot of their personality'
Her ears perked up
'Oh really.. go on then, what do you get from mine'
A low laugh vibrated from his chest and he raised his eyebrows.
'I get that ya... funny' nodding at the air freshener 'clean, organised...' opening his palms, gesturing to around him.

She rested her head against the seat and smiled over at him, he placed a firm hand on her thigh and she gently rested hers on top.

'...sexy...beautiful...' he leaned in closer, Sophie couldn't help but do the same. An unseen magnetic force pulling them together.
She studied him. Those sparkling eyes.
His face was dotted lightly with freckles, which you don't really notice until you're this close.

'what ya lookin' at?' he chuckled
'your freckles, Grealish'
A dopey smile spread across his face at this response and he cupped her face with his free hand, stroking her cheek lightly with his thick thumb.

They kissed slowly for what felt like hours, breathing each other in. Exploring mouths with eager tongues.
When they disconnected, both faces were flushed pink, pupils dilated, grinning like teenagers.

Sophie cleared her throat and triggered the ignition, starting the engine in an attempt to push down that familiar throb she felt within her core. She didn't trust herself.
'We'd better be making a move hadn't we'
Jack hummed in agreement and returned his hand to her thigh as she drove.

What should have been a 10 minute journey home took 40 minutes due to the typical heavy Manchester traffic. Finally Sophie pulled into her allocated spot in the dimly lit car park and they came to a halt.
Facing them was a building with no more than 10 floors, each flat had a very small balcony, it looked welcoming and secure enough. A far cry from his thousands-of-pounds a week penthouse bachelor pad in the heart of the city.

Jack squeezed her leg once more before adjusting his cap, so it sat just above his brows and pulled his hood over the top.
'Stealth mode activated?' Sophie teased
'Don't want no one spottin' ya filthy secret do we, eh?'

That fucking wink again.
She felt her breath catch in her throat and gulped it back down.

'A thought so... now lead the way boss' he grinned and pulled the strings of his hoody firmly, creating a pursed lip frame around his face.