She was a giggling mess, right there on the bottom of the bed so near on falling from the edge. Her blonde curls were all over her, some were draping her face from the beautiful view. Her face was flushed, I couldn't hear her voice anymore but I knew she was still laughing, an arm was around her middle trying to stop herself from the hysterical laughter that caught her.
I stopped moments ago from assaulting her sides but damn, this woman had an aftershock. She couldn't get over it. My cheekbones were aching, my toothy grin was on display ever since we went inside our very own private place while the others were out in the living room playing with cards and alcoholic beverages. I must admit, Tammy and I had some tequila shots back there resulting on a very energetic Tammy. Her shit was just all over the place and I didn't want her lose it more in there so I practically dragged her in our room.
"Tam, come on stop it. Get over here, I'm gonna brush your hair, baby." I stood up from the bed, a hand resting on my hip, head was titled to the side and just staring at my lovely muse. She was terrible mess...a very beautiful one though.
"Did you just call me baby?" she said putting too much emphasis on the last word, then she hiccuped and fucking lost it again. Laughing at herself. I swear one day she would just piss herself. Tammy wasn't Tammy when alcohol overtook her veins instead of blood, she was Tam-Tam. My Tam-Tam. I only had the guts to call her baby when she was under the power of it, we had this thing going on between us but I just couldn't...she was married and had kids.
"Yes, I just did. Now please come here, I'm gonna fix your hair. You look like shit. A pretty shit." A smile crept to my face after I finished respond. I was looking forward on another set of laughter but then stillness slammed my ear. I could not hear her anymore. The butterflies I was harboring in my stomach turned to stones, my chest was tightening. I did not if if this was a good thing or not.
"I missed it coming out from your lips, you know. I wish I'm always drunk so I get to hear it from you frequently." She was now serious, her tone sent my insides into knots. My face was flushed, I was caught off guard of what she told me. It was true though, I only call her all sort of sweet endearments when she was out of her mind, when she was not stable enough to remember it the next day.
"Tam-"
"Don't. Call me what you called me earlier. The B word. I'd like to hear it again." Her face softened, as if begging me to call her baby again. She looked at me directly pinning her eyes on me. Somehow I couldn't let that single word out of my lips, no matter how much I wanted it too. It wasn't like I hadn't called her that before, but before was easier, since it was absentmindedly coming out and I knew that Tam wasn't taking it seriously but now...it was different.
Her gazes fell on her fingers that she started fidgeting. Oh no, she's anxious. Her lower lip vanished behind her upper teeth, brows were knitting together. In just a blink, I was already in front of her, my pointing finger hooking with her chin and lifting her head up. She refused to pay a glance at me and kept on shying away her eyes, pinning it to some nonsense thing behind me.
Both hands cupped her cheeks, trapping her face in my hands so she couldn't move her head anymore and had no other options but to looked at me.
"Hey, b-baby." I was like choking while getting the words out but did it successfully. I knew I was damned after letting those words out of lips it felt so right, like the heavy anchor in my chest was lifted up effortlessly. She had no idea how much I had been wanting to call her that in her consciousness. I loved her, so much.
"Hey, baby." She mimicked my words but her tone was softer, those two words were coated with sincerity. A lopsided smile appeared on her lips but wasn't on display for too long when her upper teeth sunk once again on her lower lip. A sigh fell pass my lips. I couldn't focus every time she did that. It was one simple thing and yet it was enough to drive my wild.
