SPLIT Oneshots: Only The Sexy Vol 5 ( BF )

45: Vegas Fun

*Jalin X My Oc Molly (Short fic 'No sex' - Jalin and Molly go to Las Vegas to have some fun)

Jalin turned up the stereo of the pale blue classic convertible. It didn't matter that it was rented. Or that the suit he was wearing was also rented. He had the prettiest girl in the whole of Las Vegas sitting next to him in the car as they cruised down the strip towards the newest and biggest casino.

Pulling up right in front he threw the keys to the valet and walked around to open the passenger door, like a gentleman.

"Oh, Thank you" Molly blushes, taking his hand.

"Of course, babe. Tonight, is our night. We are going to take this town by storm!" Tucking her hand into his elbow as they walk under the rippling lights of the foyer. A cocky spring in his step as he looks out at the attractions. "So, what first, dinner or some gambling?"

"Dinner please..been a crazy road trip" she smiles and looks at all the lights.

"Your wish is my command babe", and he struts in the direction of the French restaurant. Smug smile on his lips as he knows they are being looked at. Well of course they were being looked at, they were the most interesting things in the room now they'd arrived.

He sidled up to the Maitre "Hey, a table for two and make it snappy". As the man looked at a list Jalin spotted an empty table in the middle of the room "That will do us fine" and he led Molly over. Pulling the seat out, like a gentleman, for her to sit.

"Awe thank you" she sits down carefully, trying to straighten her little sun dress out so she wouldn't wrinkle it.

"Nothing is too good for you babe" he says as he looks at the menu. His eyes widen then narrow "The menu isn't even in English!". Jalin points at something on the mains list "What even is ..Roole-den?"

"Uhh..maybe google it on your phone?" she suggests with a chuckle.

"Nah, nah, you're looking at the man. I can work it out. I just think they are in America; they should use American." He frowned at the menu as it he could decipher the French cursive "What sort of thing are you thinking of? I'll find it for you"

"Um maybe some pasta and a salad" she tells him.

"Perfect babe perfect" Then Jalin lifted his arm and started clicking "Garson, Garson? service here." He smiled when he saw a waiter making their way over, spending the few seconds before their arrival to check his suit was perfect again.

"The lady will have a pasta and the saladey de pommeys de terreys and I'll have the beef." He grins over at Molly "See we didn't need google"

The waiter interrupted "Sir, the lady is having both?"

"Yes, that's what I just said" His frown disappeared as he looked over at his dinner partner "Did you want drinks?"

"Yes, I'd like a root beer" she asks with a smile.

"Make that two." He smiled, then waved the waiter away while saying "We are thirsty and starving, so tell the chef to be quick, before we waste away!"

Molly laughs almost spitting up her water she's sipping on.

Grinning like a Cheshire cat he says "Careful their babe, if you laugh at all my jokes we'll drown"

She giggles at glances at the wine menu "Wow that's a crazy list"

Jalin lifted the list "Geez, there is some heft to it alright. Almost a book's worth... or I could always use it for weights" and he experiments using it for a hammer curl.

"I never drank before.." she looks almost embarrassed about it.

"Shhhh... don't say that too loud or they'll be asking for your ID" He glanced around, seeing if any nearby diners noticed, but it seemed they were being ignored "Heh, probably shouldn't bring you to a casino either..."

"I'll let you do the gambling" she winks.

"And I know I'll win with you as my lucky charm!"

The waiter returns with their drinks, and they clink their glasses with a "Cheers"

"Cheers" she smiles, taking a sip. "I wonder how our room looks?"

"When I booked, I made sure to get a room above the 5th floor, so we'll have a view. Of course, I doubt the view will be half as nice as the one I have right now" and he gives her a devious grin.

Molly blushes and tries to hide it with her hand "Gosh your sweet"

"You are looking at the sweetest alter there is! I got gas in the tank, I got money in the bank, I don't feel no pain, I'm the man!" He clicks his fingers and turns it into finger guns. Secure in his confidence.

She pushes at his shoulder playfully, rolling her eyes "Man with the power, huh?"

Just then two waiters came up to the table, bringing three large dishes. A third waiter moved the glasses and other things on the table to make room. A bowl of soup, a bowl of potatoes and a plate of what looked to be raw meat with something yellow on top.

Pulling a horrified face Jalin said "What is all of this?!"

"It's what you ordered sir, your 'pasta' is Bouillon de Pot au feu et vermicelles then Salade de Pommes de Terre for the lady, and Steak Tartare for you sir"

Molly's mouth was wide "Oh wow.."

"We can't eat all..." but the waiters had already walked away. "My god Molly, what are we going to do with all of this? I don't think I can eat raw meat!"

"Um..maybe say there's a hair in our food and walk out and get some drive thru somewhere?" she suggests with a smirk.

He passed a hand over his shaved head, rubbing "Babe I'm sure they'll look for a hair, and if there's no hair I'll have to pay" and he wistfully glanced at her long blonde locks.

She pulls one of her hairs off her head and breaks it in half to make it appear shorter and puts it in her food "There now we got a hair"

"Babe, I feel so bad. It was meant to be a nice night, and a nice meal, and now I've got you yankin' out hair for me." He stood an offered his hand "Yeah, let's get out of here now. I'll let you pick which drive thru we go to. Just nothing French!!"

Molly smirks and takes his hand, heading out with him quickly.

They were almost to the restaurant exit when they heard a yell behind them, a waiter calling out "STOP!"

Jalin looks back for a split second and that moment of distraction makes him crash into another table.

"Oh shoot" Molly says worriedly, gripping his hand tighter.

She saved him from falling but now all the other diners were staring at them with shocked faces and annoyed looking waiters were heading their way.

"Babe, I think we gotta run!" he said with an impish glint in his eye.

"Let's get out of here!" she runs out with him into the parking lot and into the car, speeding off quickly. She laughs "Wow that was crazy"

He joins her laughter as the wind whips through their hair. "Crazy is a word for it! and we'll have to sneak back in later to get to our room!"

"Maybe we should call room service" she winks at him.

End.

*Written by: Lizrenknight & Syrupness*

(This story also in my Split only the sexy vol 5 )