Can't Have You (#wattys2019)

Part 6

Patty's POV

I woke up with a terrible headache this morning. But at least I woke up in my own bed. I had no idea what happened last night and how the fuck did I get home.  

Lookig at hour on my phone it was past dinner time. I groaned and put a pillow on my head. I need a strong coffee.

I walk downstairs to kitchen and found Monica with a beer in her hands. I furrowed my eyebrows.

Monica noticed me and laughed. "Good morning sleepy beauty. I thought you'd sleep all day."

"Are you drinking already? What's wrong with you?" I said and sat down next to her. Just thinking about alcohol today makes me sick.

Joe walked in a little bit too happy. He was carrying a bottle of wine. "Woohh.. someone is awake. Wan't a glass of our finest Ms. Beyonce?"

I looked at him not really knowing how much did Monica tell him. "Oh, you have heard."

"Heard? No, no I've seen it with my own eyes." He laughed even harder.

"Holly crap." I muttered. I didn't really know how I acted yesterday.

"No, don't be embarrasesd you were the star of the club." He teased.

I was so embarased. Thank god I don't remember anything.
"Where is Nanna today?" I tryed to change the subject.

"Right, thanks for reminding me. I have to go and pick her up, she went to town to do some bussines." Monica explained. "See you later."

"I quess it's just you and me now Shakira." Joe laughed and wiggled his butt.

I playfully slaped him. "I hate you."

"That's not what you said yesterday." He winked and took a wine bottle and two glasses. We made a geasture with his hand to follow him to the patio. "Here, sit down and pour us some wine. I'll grab some steake and vegetables and throw them on the grill. You must be hungry."

I nodded and sat down. "Starving."

Joe was about to go to the kitchen but I stopped him. "Wait. What did I say yesterday?" I asked nervously.

"Oh.. nothing much. You just begged me to sleep with you." He said and my cheeks were burning up.

***

Joe and I were currently into deep conversation about who can cook better tortellini. He was strongminded but so way I.

"We'll just have to have a face-off."
Joe suggested and I nodded. Ready to beat him. "When the wine lives my body."

He laughed. "You'd have to stop drinking then."

I laughed and pored myself a little bit more.

Joe looked so handsone today. But not because he wore a white buttoned down shirt with first few buttons opened, it had to be something with his smile and he had a sparkle in his eyes. He acctually looked happy. More time he spends here more different he is.

"How old are you?" The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. I mentaly face palmed myself for being so stupid.

He suddenly got serious. "I'm 40." He simply answered.

I was surprised. I didn't know he was this much older than me. "Wow, you look good for your age, seriously. You act a little childish tho. "

He smiled. "So this is our last date then? You know because I could be your granpda."

"You called this a date grandpa?" I teased. "Oh, you're gonna have to do much better If you will want to take me out. And what do you know maybe I'm into older man."

He laughed now and stood up. He came to me and leaned down to my ear. "After I'm done with you, you will beg me to take you out again Ms Decker." He said and I could feel goosebumps starting to foarm all over my body. His warm breath hit my skin and I instinctively closed my eyes.

He smelled amazing and when the tip of his nose brushed at my neck I had to bite my lover lip to silence a moan.

He knew what affect he has on me so he pushed his body closer to mine so that his front was touching my back. "You moaning will make me regret not staying in your bed yesterday."

I blurbed something not really knowing what to say or how to say it.

He chuckled and took a few steps back.

I could finnaly breath again. "I have to wash the dishes. Thank you for the late dinner it was delicious."

I was starting to clean the table but he grabbed my hand. "Dishes can wait. Let me show you something c'mon."

He led me to the garage where his Audi was parked. He wanted to open the door for me but I stopped him. "Whoa, you are not driving you drank a bit too much."

He whined like a small girl who is having a tantrum. "But c'mon I need to show you something. Pleeeasee." He begged.

I smiled. "Only if you let me drive."

He was quiet for a couple of seconds and then he nodded yes.

"What!? You are gonna let me drive your car? You never let anyone even touch it." I said in shock.

"Don't make me change my mind." He sat in a passanger seat and I was still standing outside not really beleveing what I just heard. "C'mon let's go!."

We have been driving for about half an hour and Joe still hasn't told me where we are going.

"Are we there yet? My ears will start to bleed if I'll have to listen to you for another minute." I joked. I could listen to his soft angelic voice forever and would not get tired of it.

He looked at me with his eyes now red from wine. "Very funny. Thank god we're here cuz your driving is making me sick." He said and put his hand in front of his mouth then started to laugh like he just heard some hallarious joke. "You can park there."

I parked the car and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Are you sure that my driving is making you sick and not the wine. Aren't you gonna let some for me?"

Joe closed his eyes and slowly started moving his head from left to right. "Someone has to drive home." He opened the door and got out of the car.

"Here we go!." I breathed out.

So I'm having this writters block and it sucks. 😑 I might do some changes to previous chapters.