Get Ready For It - A Gary Barlow FF

Chapter 44

After being barely able to survive the rest of the meal in the restaurant with that man, I managed to make it to the bar around the corner from our house where we are enjoying a nice drink together beside the fire. Although, in an ideal world, I'd rather have Gary warm me up another way. We can do that later on anyway!

''Anyway, back to what you were saying at dinner'' I start off after taking a sip from my Gin & Tonic.

''Where would you be thinking about going for a few days holiday, babe?''

Smiling at my question, he places his pint of lager back in the table before swiveling around on the small corner sofa to face me.

''Well, I'd be looking to go somewhere where we would be able to escape this rotten weather that we're currently having'' he smiles at me.

''So, I was thinking that we could head to Central America somewhere or even Dubai? What you reckon?''

My eyes widen with a mixture of what must be shock and pure amazement at his suggestions. I was there thinking that we'd head to Spain or something maybe Morocco. Somewhere not too far away that is.

''Soph, babe. What is it?'' he giggles at me as I continue to stare at him like a deer in headlights.

I shake my head to get me out of my trance before swallowing nervously - why I'm nervous, I'll never know!

''Nothing, I just wasn't expecting you to say those places, that's all'' I giggle back at him, leaning back in the sofa taking my drink in my hands once more.

''Ah, yeah. Well, we may as well go somewhere fun, you know? I mean, we can always go to France or Italy if you want another time'' he winks at me taking another drink of his pint of beer.

''Okay, fine. I give in. We can go where you want. But remember what I said, Gary; please do not book anything until I get the go-ahead from work tomorrow, yeah? I still have a boss who likes to tell me where to go and what to do, so I need to play by the rules still'' I warn him, waving my finger in his face as I do.

All he does is smile and wink at me as if he has heard me, but not registered a single fucking word I've just said.

''I mean it, Gaz. Let me get the green light first and then you can take control, yeah?'' I say even more sternly than before.

''You got it, boss'' he smiles at me before leaning in and capturing my lips with his.

He really never listens, does he?

*****

We both stumble up the driveway and the steps to Gary's front door about an hour later after somehow managing to walk home when we're both loaded to the brim with drink. Gary thought it would be an equally great and hilarious idea to finish off the night with some Tequila before heading off home.

Gary somehow manages to get the keys out of his jacket pocket and unlock the door before basically falling over the threshold, only to be saved from hitting the wooden floor by my arms impulsively latching on his waist saving him from falling hard on to the floor.

''Woah, easy there. Careful, Gaz'' I whisper at him.

No real reason as to why I'm whispering. It's not as if there are other people in the house with us, but I plan on making a racket later and Gary is definitely going to know about it, as I plan to make him be the loud one tonight. He is always loud when he has had a few drinks in him and tonight he has drunk more than his fair share, so as long as he can get it up, he will shatter the glass in the bedroom windows!