Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Four

Flirting with Gary Barlow.. is that a dangerous game? I mean, he did ask me out.. its not like im prying on him is it? Is it?  Somewhere, the suppressed rational part of my brain is telling me to act like a sophisticated woman and have dinner with an equally sophisticated man.

However, red wine is a marvellous supplement for bad behaviour, and how many woman find themselves sat opposite an undeniably attractive and painfully amusing Gary Barlow in their lives? Its not as if i have anything to loose if he gets up, turns his back and i never see him again.

Accept perhaps a little dignity, but red wine is also a marvellous supplement for diminishing the dignity of even the most respected Ladys and Earls.

And so, slowly, ever so slowly i go to uncross my legs, gently brushing the side of my foot up Garys calf. Oh youve done it now. Dickhead. His eyes widen in response. Thats good right? So i carry on, he knows what im doing but he just sits there, holding my gaze. Conversation seems to have stopped all of a sudden. Hes not smiling, his expression is hard to read. My foot is practically touching his knee, Jesus this is exhilarating! I drop my foot down onto the other side of his leg, making slightly more contact this time. Gary raises his eyebrow. Oh shit what have i done? His mouth opens slightly, but he doesnt say anything, instead he reaches for the glass of red wine and takes a small sip, still holding my gaze. Does he like it?! Do i carry on?! Ive kind of got to now anyway.
Again, slowly i drag my foot back down along Garys leg, i think he likes it but i cant tell. As i reach his foot i smile sweetly and finally pull away from him. Gary lets out a short breath and closes his eyes for a second. Hes mad. Oh holy fuck is he mad?!
"Come on. Lets go." He nods towards the door, puling out his wallet and dropping several notes onto the table. I still cant read his expression and his tone is bland.  Shit.

I followed Gary out of the restaurant and back towards the car. To my relief he stops and opens the car door for me and as i slip inside im sure that the tips of his fingers brush over my bare neck. Im shaking. Why am i shaking?! Get. A. Grip. Gary slips in next to me, smiling warmly. Hes not mad. oh thank god!
"Enjoy the meal?" He asks.
"Yes, it was lovely, thank you. Did you?"
Gary glances across at me. "Yes, a bit too much."
"Oh really?" Im sure im grinning from ear to ear but i really dont care.
"Yes really." Garys grinning aswell now. "You were playing a dangerous game in there..."
"You said it was a date." I shrug.
"So i did." Gary smiles across at me as he pulls up outside my house. I dont want him to go again, ive got butterfly's and i want to touch him again. Oh God.
"Well then, " He smiles opening my car door and taking my hand, my skin tingles where he makes contact. Gary leads me up to my front door and i fiddle with the keys in the lock. Im a total wreck.
"Ive really enjoyed myself tonight." He beams, letting go of my hand. I dont want him to let go, i want to touch him again. Its not fair!
"Ye...Me too." I smile back, "Thank you Gary."
"Its my pleasure." He grins, but he makes no attempt to leave.
"Would you like to come in?" I offer. "For a coffee or anything?"
"No, i better not thank you." He says, i have to admit, my heart practically broke with disappointment. "I better get off, ill see you again sometime?" Hes got that lopsided smile thing going on again now. Control Libby. Control yourself.
"Ye, ye id like that." I force the words out of my mouth. I really dont want him to leave. Gary stands awkwardly in the door way for a second, but then it all happens so quickly.

His lips are on mine. WHAT?! No, its really happening, hes kissing me, passionately kissing me. His hands wounder down to my hips, pulling me closer to him. I kiss him back with equal passion, my hands twisting in his hair, pulling his lips down onto mine. One of his hands slip under my blouse, round to my lower back, holding me in place. My skin is on fire. I cant cope. My hands slip down, over his face, i toy with the soft stubble on his cheek, still kissing him intensely.
I slip my tongue into his open mouth and im sure he groans. Oh my God. He does the same to me, before pushing me backwards against the wall, hes still got one hand around my waist but the other is in my hair, tugging gently. Holy mother of God.
My tongue explores his mouth, slowly, savouring what i can of him. I run my hand down his cheek and then back up into his hair, this time he moans loudly onto my mouth. His fingers run up and down my spine, setting me alight once more. This is way too good to be true.
Hes kissing my neck now. Oh Fuck. Kissing and biting. I moan softly, nestling my head into his neck. He carries on, taking hold of my hands he holds them down by my side. Oh this is just too good.
Moving back across my cheek Gary plants a final kiss on my lips and pulls away. NO!
He stares at me for a few seconds, catching his breath. I do the same. Did that actually just happen?...
"When can i see you again?" Gary breathes, his voice hoarse.
"Tomorrow." I force the words out of my mouth. Ive got no idea if im free tomorrow, but all i know is that i need to see him again, soon. Gary nods slowly.
"I'll pick you up at seven." His lopsided smirk is back and i beam back at him. "Thank you." He whispers. And then hes gone, off down the driveway and my body is left cold.
I manage to stand and watch as he climbs back into the car and drives off into the night before i let out the small squeal of excitement.