Jack flirts with the wrong person and Alex cleans him up... Twice.
<< 3rd POV >>
"She's hot." Jack mumbled, grabbing his best friend's attention.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I guess." Alex shrugged, not paying much mind to her, slowly drinking away at his whiskey. He really wasn't looking to date right now, and he'd just gotten out of a relationship. Not a long one, but it still hurt.
Alex also knew better than to think that Jack was gonna wingman him.
Jack was... well... a whore.
He was very proud of that title and wore it like a crown.
"Dude, you didn't even look at her." Jack complained, nudging Alex's shoulder with his own. They were sat at a booth in a bar, but their friends had left them to chat up girls on the dance floor.
"Jesus." Alex sighed. "Okay, she's hot, big deal."
"What crawled up your ass and died?" Jack narrowed his eyes, checking for any signs that he wasn't just angry or annoyed.
"My tolerance for putting up with you."
"Dick." Jack muttered under his breath. It didn't go unnoticed by Alex, but he didn't care to comment. "I'm gonna go talk to her, have fun with your wishing I were dead." He smirked and got up.
Alex rolled his eyes and folded his arms, watching Jack walk up to her. At least he could watch, that was entertaining sometimes.
Tonight would not disappoint.
"Hey, what's your name?" Jack smirked, sliding into the booth next to her with his arm draped over the back. "I'm Jack."
"Um.. It's Lilith." She smiled shyly at Jack, a blush on her cheeks. Her eyes were a light blue, her hair dyed platinum blond with black roots.
"Beautiful name." Jack looked her up and down slowly. "I'm not a photographer, but you'd make a great model. Maybe I could be for a night, because you're gorgeous."
Lilith giggled and looked down at the table, swirling her drink with the straw. "That's sweet.. I'm just not sure my boyfriend would appreciate it." She looked back up at Jack.
"He doesn't have to know." Jack shrugged, scooting closer and letting his arm fall down around her shoulders. "You're stunning, surely he'd expect someone to talk to you. He shouldn't have left you alone in a place like this."
"Maybe, but he'll be coming back.." The girl leaned against Jack, batting her eyelashes. "You should go, he'll be pissed."
"Then that's his problem. Can I kiss you, Lilith?" Jack may be an asshole, but he always asked for consent before doing something. Most of the time. He'd learned from past mistakes.
"You're so lucky that I'm drunk and you're hot." Lilith laughed softly, shaking her head. "Kiss me, but make it quick."
Jack didn't waste time in connecting their lips, letting his eyes flutter closed. He kissed her softly, using his free hand to move it up to her cheek, gently caressing skin.
She kissed back a little more eagerly, smiling into it. Jack smirked and pulled her legs over his lap, gently biting at her bottom lip, then swiping his tongue over it.
Just as Lilith had parted her lips, Jack was forcefully being pulled away from her and onto his feet, slightly dazed and wobbling. He caught his balance and glared at the guy who'd moved him, but he was already yelling.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing with my girl, huh!?" He yelled, pushing Jack.
"Kissing her, thought that much was obvious." Jack smirked, walking up and looking down at him. He wasn't much shorter than Jack, that gave him a confidence boost that he really didn't need. "She tasted-"
