Liquid Lunch and a Side of...Potion?

[GINA FAYE]

Gina was tired of hiding. It had been a month and no one had come for her or Nana. She refused to leave Nana’s side for the first week until the employees at the home told her they wouldn’t feed her until she went home for a couple days. The next week she stayed four out of seven days. Now she had reduced the number to two days, but she couldn’t spend the rest of her time holed up in her house. It had been nearly two months and a half months since she’d gotten laid and she was going absolutely bonkers. When they’d first escaped, her friend Chey had suggested they go out and celebrate their freedom, but she was too cautious at that time. Now, she was getting out to the Jack Kit with or without that blonde slut! Dressed like she was just a business woman out for a liquid lunch, Gina slipped on her shoes and made her way for Kit’s bar. With a bright, fiery dress, she was certain to catch Kit’s eye, if not someone else’s. As long as that person was sexy, had a penis, and down to fuck this afternoon, she didn’t care who it was. At least she knew there was one man in that bar she could count on for a good time, though. He may have had a drinking problem, but Kit knew how to get her off. She’d seen him and talked to him a few times in the camps too and figured he’d be looking for the same kind of comfort she was at the moment. Gina didn’t like to admit how much the camps had scared her. As more and more horror stories surfaced of what was going on in the infirmary, she grew more and more certain they would be calling her in there next. Poor Jo had come out of the infirmary looking ten times worse than when she’d gone in there, but she’d never talked about what she’d been through. Gina was tired of wondering about it now; she just wanted to put it all behind her.

When she arrived in Kit’s bar, she flashed a smile at the old men lining the barstools for their liquid lunch. They were regulars and loved to watch her walk by and she didn’t mind giving them something to look at. She slid onto a stool at the end of the bar and slipped off her long black coat before looking up at the guy behind the counter. Correction: the stud behind the counter. How had she not seen this little cutie pie before?! He was buff without being ridiculously so and had a sweet, backwoods boy kind of look to him. Just her type…she’d preyed on guys like this when she was growing up in Georgia and they were always a good fuck. She prayed to the sweet baby Jesus that this sexy piece of manmeat didn’t have a girlfriend because she was already set on taking him home. Her legs crossed on the barstool, the bar itself coming up to just below her chest and she folded her arms on the bar to push her breasts together more. Hook, line, sinker. “’Scuse me, honey!” she called out to get his attention. He looked over and she gave her sweetest smile.

There was a decent amount of business for this time of day and she had to wait a minute before the guy could make his way over to her. As he did make his way over, she smiled wide and cocked her head to the side. “Can I get a Long Island iced tea, please?” she requested with a soft, slow drawl. She watched with obvious interest as he made her drink, but when he caught her eye, she looked away with a little smirk. It was always good to act coy, especially with these down-home type boys. She looked around the crowd and realized a lot of them were people she had seen in the camps. That made her stomach sink and she swallowed hard as she looked back to the wood of the bar. Shit…She didn’t want to be reminded of what she was trying to forget by coming here. Thankfully it didn’t take long for her eye candy to come back and she smiled brightly. “Thank you, honey.” She tilted her head to the side a little, considering him with curious eyes. “How come I ain’t never seen you before? Usually it’s Kit behind the counter.” Her tone was light and flirty, and she sipped her drink as she waited for his answer.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

Since Kit came back the bar had been hopping, and by hopping Gavin meant there was a lunch rush even though the nights were still dead. Still, there were people coming to the bar now, and that meant tips and the occasional flirty smile. The regulars had looked gaunt when they came back and Gavin genuinely felt bad for them all. They had gotten that crazy brain eating disease and they had to be healed before coming back out. Kit himself had looked like shit, but when he mentioned the disease both Kit and Kevin gave him dirty looks so he stayed off the topic and never mentioned it to the customers. He supposed it was in poor taste or something. Who even knew, all that mattered was work didn't completely suck anymore.

“’Scuse me, honey!” Gavin looked up, right in the middle of mixing some shots up. he checked the blond out, taking a double glance at her and smiling, holding up a finger to indicate he'd be there in a minute and went back to pouring his shots out into the glasses. He passed the liquor to the patrons, collected their money and slid his tip into his pocket before making his way to the cute little blond. "What can I get for you doll face?" He asked in his own mild accent, giving her a friendly smile. She was probably the hottest girl he'd waited on all day. “Can I get a Long Island iced tea, please?” He noted the drawl and it made him smile more. "Sure thing." He threw a wink and went to mixing. He had plenty of time to practice tossing bottles around while the bar had been empty and now he was a half decent bottle acrobat. He flipped a couple bottles in the air, catching them by the neck before pouring the shots into the tall glass cup. He peaked up at the girl, wondering if he'd impressed her yet, but when he caught her eye she looked away, making him grin. Good.. he'd gotten her!

After a second he came back over with her drink, sliding it in front of her. “Thank you, honey.” He smirked, folding his arms and leaning his elbows onto the counter. "Any time, sugar." He said back playfully, his grin mirroring his tone. “How come I ain’t never seen you before? Usually it’s Kit behind the counter.” Gavin raised a brow and shrugged. "Just bad luck on your part, I guess." He offered teasingly, his dimples showing bright on his face. "Been here a while now.. for a few months before the whole darkness kicked in. And Kit's been keeping me on more. Don't think he's feeling well these days. You know.." He leaned in closer, trying to keep his words secret, "That weirdo brain disease.." He looked concerned before pulling back, knowing he shouldn't talk about it. "He's doing alright though.. I think." He shrugged, making it clear that Kit didn't really share personal information with him. "Anywho.. since we haven't officially met and you seem to be a regular I haven't had the pleasure of regulating yet, I'm Gavin." He extended his hand to her, the left side of his lip quirking up some in a boyish grin. "And what can I call you?"

[GINA FAYE]

“Just bad luck on your part, I guess.” Gina almost melted at those adorable dimples that showed in the sexy bartender’s cheeks. She shook her head and rested her chin on her palm, her elbow supporting the weight of her head. “Not at all, jus’ curious.” Truth was, she hadn’t been in the Jack Kit all that often—just the handful of times she’d been there, Kit had been the one behind the bar. “Been here a while now…for a few months before the whole darkness kicked in. And Kit’s been keeping me on more. Don’t think he’s feeling well these days. You know…” The guy leaned forward and she did the same, though her lean was more out of flirtatiousness than curiosity. “That weirdo brain disease…” She gave a concerned frowned, but really she felt a stone in the pit of her stomach. If only she could tell this random stranger that it was no disease that had kept Kit and her locked up for a month and a half…He leaned back and she did the same with a soft shake of her head. “He’s doing alright though…I think.” No he wasn’t, but Gina gave a nod anyway with a small smile. “Well, I hope he feels right as rain soon,” she said, perking up a bit. She didn’t want to talk about the camps… “Anywho…since we haven’t officially met and you seem to be a regular I haven’t had the pleasure of regulating yet, I’m Gavin.” She smiled wide, biting back her comment that he could regulate her anytime. He extended his hand and she immediately moved to do the same. “And what can I call you?” Her grin became flirty as she slid her hand into his, cocking her head to the side. “With a smile like that, you can call me whatever you want, honey. Most people call me Gina, though.” She giggled softly, stirring her drink with her straw absentmindedly.

His hand was warm and lightly calloused and she liked the feel of them. She also liked that his handshake was firm enough that she could give his a good squeeze and not feel strange. The mark of a man was in his handshake, and Gavin’s handshake marked him as a man who knew how to get what he wanted, though his face suggested he could be very sweet. She would just have to find out for herself. Her hand held his for a beat longer than she normally would, letting him know she was interested, before she released his hand with a coy smile. “A pleasure to meet you, Gavin.” She was about to say something else when a patron waving his hand caught her eye before the man called out for her new interest. He flashed her that adorable smile before walking away, excusing himself. She watched that cute butt of his as he went, leaning her head to the side as she inspected it. Her hands were going to be all over that if she got the chance…Would he be able to break away from the lunch crowd? She was so horny it was ridiculous. Still, she needed to lay it on more and find out if he was attached to anyone. He definitely wasn’t gay with the way he was smiling at her. She sipped her drink, thinking about how to go about this. Damn that alcohol was strong…

When he came back, she smiled brightly again, leaning back and crossing her legs. Gina was expert in drawing a man’s eyes to her best assets. He placed his arms on the counter again and she mimicked him playfully, leaning forward some. “So, Gavin, do you formerly introduce yourself to all the new regulars, or just the pretty ones?” she teased with a wide grin. It wasn’t that Gina was cocky, she just knew she was pretty, and what was wrong with that? He had to know he was sexy too.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

“With a smile like that, you can call me whatever you want, honey." How could he not smile at that? He already knew that tonight was going to end on a good note. It was about time, too. He had been having terrible luck with the ladies lately, and the girl he really liked seemed to be serious with someone else. He reminded himself he preferred playing the field anyway, and this girl was smokin' hot. "Most people call me Gina, though.” He nodded, a cute, boyish smile gracing his face. "I can call you Gina if you like." He said playfully, knowing some women weren't into being called things like baby doll and sweetheart. They were his nicknames of choice, though.

Gavin could feel Gina holding his hand firmly as they shook them, and she let her fingers clamp around his maybe a little longer than necessary. He offered a playfully curious look when he thought he saw something suggestive in her eyes. Was she hitting on him that hard or was he just horny? No, this lady definitely wanted a piece and he was all about giving her as much as she wanted. “A pleasure to meet you, Gavin.” Gavin opened his mouth when he heard the drunk guy down the bar call for him. What he would have done to flip that cock block right off. He offered an apologetic smile and held a finger up. "Now don't you run off just yet, I want to shake your hand again." He teased before running off to attend to the idiot.

Despite being annoyed that the guy pulled him away from his next victim, he still played it cool with the guy. Gavin was an all around friendly guy and he found that the nicer he was to people, even people he didn't necessarily want to be nice to, the better tips he got and with the bar being as sparsely populated as it had been lately, he could use all the damn help he could get.

Finally he served the guy who had called him and then a couple middle aged woman out having a quick bite. Seriously, who got lunch at the bar? He made his way back to the cute blond, glad she had stayed put. That was a good sign, though he wondered if he was bothering her. No, she had been all flirty and sultry, definitely not annoyed by his presence. He folded his arms and set them on the bar, leaning forward once more and giving her that award winning smile of his. "So, Gavin," He had to focus on keeping his eyes north on her face since her cleavage was screaming at the top of its lungs for his eyes to pay it attention. "do you formerly introduce yourself to all the new regulars, or just the pretty ones?” He cocked a brow. "Well someone's not shy about their looks." He teased, his smile giving away he was just playing with her. "And it depends. You see, I'm a real friendly guy, Gina. I like making friends and I like to please my customers. That sometimes involves introducing myself to the less fortunate looking, but I obviously don't need to tell you that you're not in that category." His eyes wandered down briefly, captivated by what he saw. He had to force himself to look away, turning to look at the row of patrons sitting at the bar before back to Gina's eyes. "Sorry you're not more special." He rested his elbow on the counter and cradled his chin in his hand, smirking a little at her. "Or... maybe you are." He added his smirk growing.

[GINA FAYE]

“Well someone’s not shy about their looks.” Gina grinned and gave a cute shrug. There was no reason for her to be shy about her looks—enough men had fallen over themselves to get to her that she knew she was hot. Even without the validation of men she knew she was hot; all she had to do was look in a mirror to know that! But she wasn’t a snob about it. “And it depends. You see, I’m a real friendly guy, Gina. I like making friends and I like to please my customers. That sometimes involves introducing myself to the less fortunate looking, but I obviously don’t need to tell you that you’re not in that category.” Maybe he didn’t need to tell her, but he did anyway in a backhanded sort of way. It made Gina smirk a little, liking to hear she wasn’t in that category even if she knew she wasn’t. And if he hadn’t said it with his words, he definitely said it with his eyes as they wandered downward. Being a cop, nothing escaped her watchful eye, but she didn’t mind him checking out her rack—it was an impressive one, after all. “Sorry you’re not more special.” She cocked one beautifully defined eyebrow at him as he settled his elbow onto the bar and his chin in his palm. “Or…maybe you are.” As his smirk grew, hers did too and she lowered her hand that had been cradling her chin back down to the bar. “Oh, I am. You just don’t know it yet.” Her smirk was flirtatious as she added the word “yet.” She had a good feeling about this one.

With a sigh, she sat back some, uncrossing and crossing her legs again. All of the women in the bar would be well aware what she was doing in drawing his eyes like that. Women knew all of each other’s tricks, even if men remained clueless. She wasn’t so sure about this one though; he was cute enough and cocky enough to have women throwing themselves at him often, she would assume. Gina was more in the business of dangling herself in front of men until they threw themselves at her, though. And that was exactly what she was doing with drawing his eyes to her assets. “But I understand bein’ friendly. I’m a pretty friendly person myself. One little smile or a friendly introduction for perhaps a less fortunate looking man ain’t gonna hurt me none. In fact, it might get me a free drink. In your case, maybe more tips. But of course it can be more fun makin’ friends with attractive men.” She smiled and took another sip of her drink. What she wanted to do with Gavin was more than make friends, but fucking a man senseless was friendly, wasn’t it? She always thought so.

When she took her lips off the straw of her drink, she tilted her head to the side with curiosity. Her smile was still flirtatious but it was obvious she was studying him a little. “But what does your girlfriend think of you makin’ friends with pretty ladies, I wonder? I bet she ain’t too keen on that.” It was obvious by her question she was making sure he was unattached. Gina had been in that mess before, screwing around with a guy who had a girlfriend, and she wasn’t about to do it again. Most bartenders kept themselves available, though, so that they could flirt and get more tips. If they did have a partner, they weren’t allowed at the bar. Still, she was fishing for an answer and she would have it! With the way Gavin was flirting, though, she suspected she would like what she heard.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

“Oh, I am. You just don’t know it yet.” Her smirk was flirty and it made the one side of his mouth quirk up in a little grin again. He liked this girl.. It had been a while since someone had really flirted with him and damn it felt good. Sure he sent out some good vibes now and then, but this was different. Gina was the one taking the lead, which meant he knew he could score with her if he really wanted to. It wasn't like she was playing hard to get or anything, or maybe she would be? She leaned back and he could tell she was shifting her legs around. Naturally his eyes moved down to watch as much as the bar in the way would allow him to, catching her cleavage and feeling that little tug in his groin. “But I understand bein’ friendly. I’m a pretty friendly person myself. One little smile or a friendly introduction for perhaps a less fortunate looking man ain’t gonna hurt me none. In fact, it might get me a free drink. In your case, maybe more tips. But of course it can be more fun makin’ friends with attractive men.” The way she smiled told him that she thought he was attractive, but that wasn't news. He knew she liked him already, but still it inflated his already too big ego. "I would imagine it would be significantly more fun." He taunted back, his smile suggestive as he watched her lips wrap around that straw. What he would give to see those lips wrapped around something else..

Gavin's mind was starting to drift towards the time now. How long until his shift was over? Could he wait that long to take this vixen home? Would Kit care if he left early? Kit would be pissed if he asked to leave because of a pair of long legs and tits, and it wasn't like Kevin was there to cover his ass tonight. His eyes wandered to the clock on the wall as Gina pulled his attention back to her with her sultry voice. “But what does your girlfriend think of you makin’ friends with pretty ladies, I wonder? I bet she ain’t too keen on that.” Ah, there it was. Gina was digging to find out if he was attached which to him was a real good sign.

"Look at this face." He said with that boyish grin over his lips, making him look like the high school heartthrob he'd once been. "Does this look like the face of a man who would flirt with other women when he was in a committed relationship?" He asked, trying to sound insulted, his lips pouting a little now, his eyes growing round and puppy dog like. "I may be a bit of a hound, but I'll have you know I'm a real good boyfriend and I wouldn't be making eyes at you if there was someone special at home." He looked away, down the bar to see if anyone looked like they needed him, but Jason had come behind the bar and was filling an order. Everyone else seemed satisfied, so he looked back at Gina and grinned deviously. "Wouldn't mind bringing someone special home, though." He offered a little surprised he threw it out so soon. "Hey, didn't you say you were pretty special? Or were you just foolin' me?"

[GINA FAYE]

“Look at this face. Does this look like the face of a man who would flirt with other women when he was in a committed relationship?” Gina giggled, certain that Gavin had been that one guy in school who every girl wanted to be with and every guy wanted to be. With a smile like that how could anyone resist? As he pouted and made his eyes all big, she tossed her head to the side with a playful, “Awww.” “I may be a bit of a hound, but I’ll have you know I’m a real good boyfriend and I wouldn’t be making eyes at you if there was someone special at home.” Oh, he was making eyes at her, huh? That boded well. It also boded very well that he was currently unattached. This made her smile even wider and she allowed herself to imagine him naked. That was a very satisfying thought. Her place was a disaster, as usual, but she wouldn’t mind following him to his place. Even a bachelor pad would be cleaner than her apartment. The only clean room in her house was the bathroom because she hated mold and germs. Her kitchen was okay for the same reason, but there were usually dishes in the sink, crumbs on the counter, and spots on the stove. The living area was absolutely littered with books, papers, clothes, bills, junk mail, movies, CDs and a whole bunch of other random things. Nope, she would prefer to deal with his bachelor pad.

She took a sip of her Long Island as his eyes wandered down the bar, watching him as he did so. When he looked back, she was curious at the devious grin that spread across his face. “Wouldn’t mind bringing someone special home, though.” The instant she understood that devious smile, her own spread wide across her face. “Hey, didn’t you say you were pretty special? Or were you just foolin’ me?” It was a little quick to offer to take her home, but she liked a man who took what he wanted. She gave a wider smile before she leaned her elbows on the bar and leaned a little closer to him. “Look at this face. Is this the face of a woman who would tease about that?” she asked, mimicking his earlier question with a sweet smile. With a soft laugh, she shook her head and looked dead in his eyes as she smirked confidently. “No, I don’t play ‘bout that, honey. I’m a patient person, but don’t nothin’ make me madder than bein’ talked up and then disappointed. I’d never do that to a man, especially one as cute as you.” Again, her smile was coy, a mixture of sweet and spicy which was a perfect expression of her personality. She was very curious about whether he would live up to his expectations, but she was certain she could blow his mind. Her southern raising had taught this cowgirl well and she was wild as only country girls could be.

Being the vixen she was, Gina wanted to make sure this meal was assured before Gavin had to wander off to take care of other customers. He was an excellent choice—Kit was probably a mess right now, but Gavin was cute, eager, obviously experienced, sexy as hell and seemingly mentally sound. The biggest plus was that he would help her completely forget the camps, whereas Kit had been through the same shit she had. She didn’t want empathy or sympathy—she wanted to get laid and laid well. With a tilt of her head, she looked to Gavin’s lips and wondered briefly how they would feel against hers. Her eyes didn’t linger long, though, and she smiled as her crystal blue eyes returned to the brown of his. “So, Gavin, when do you get off?” She hoped it was soon so he could get her off. It made her tingle just to think about it.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

Gavin liked the way this girl smiled at him, and when her elbows hit the bar to lean in, he moved closer to hear what she had to say. “Look at this face. Is this the face of a woman who would tease about that?” That's it, he was sold. The words hit him right in the groin. She was special and she wanted to show him just how much, which he was more than a little fine with. She shook her head and looked dead in his eyes as she smirked confidently, only adding to her cuteness. “No, I don’t play ‘bout that, honey. I’m a patient person, but don’t nothin’ make me madder than bein’ talked up and then disappointed. I’d never do that to a man, especially one as cute as you.” Her grin was coy and he matched one with his own. "Well, I sure do appreciate that." He offered gently, smiling wider. God, why did he always meet hot women who wanted to bang when he was on the clock? It wasn't smooth to make them wait!

“So, Gavin," She started before he had a chance to say anything more, noticing the way her eyes had moved from his lips back to his eyes and silently hoping that she was thinking about kissing him as much as he was thinking about kissing her. "when do you get off?” The phrase made him smirk a little as young, juvenile boys tend to do when something is worded mildly inappropriately. It was difficult not to tell her he wouldn't mind getting off right now, knowing it could be taken in a non sexual way, but he wouldn't have said it in a non sexual way. He could already tell this girl was good in bed and he was all about taking her for a test drive. Hell, he might even consider offering her some of Abby's little love potion.

Gavin had learned the hard way that sneaking it to a girl caused more trouble than anything else. He'd landed a virgin which had made things difficult to say the least because his conscience couldn't deal with the fact that he was fooling this poor girl out of the one thing she'd been keeping for someone special, someone she thought he was but he knew he wasn't. Since then he had been wary about using it under false pretenses, however if he got his victims to take it willingly he could feel a little better about the consequences. Though naturally he wouldn't be entirely honest about what it was exactly.

"Not soon enough." He offered, figuring it was innocent sounded enough. He looked at the neon lit clock and realized he still had a bit of time. "I'm here till closing, but if you stay here I'll take good care of you, and will even be a gentleman and give you a ride home. Unless you don't want to go home, and in that case I'll just take you anywhere you want to go. Yah know.. within reason. Gas is pricey." His smile was cute and boyish and he meant every word. "I wouldn't even expect a tip from yah!" But that was because he intended to get paid in favors when he got her to his place. Or hers..

[GINA FAYE]

“Not soon enough.” That was a reasonable answer, though she would have preferred if he said in an hour or so. Gina only had so many hours before she shifted into the vixen she took after and she wanted to spend as much of that time as possible getting plowed by Gavin. “I’m here till closing, but if you stay here I’ll take good care of you, and will even be a gentleman and give you a ride home. Unless you don’t want to go home, and in that case I’ll just take you anywhere you want to go. Yah know…within reason. Gas is pricey.” Gina’s mischievous grin spread wider across her face as she gazed at the man across from her. He would give her a ride to his place so she could ride him if she had anything to say about it. “I wouldn’t even expect a tip from yah!” She giggled and took a sip of her drink. The Long Island was strong, but she was used to drinking moonshine, so it hardly fazed her. When she smiled at him again, she rested her chin on her palm with her elbow propped up on the bar. “I could stick around for a tour of your place.” Her smile was seductive, her voice sultry as she spoke. It was pretty obvious he wanted her as badly as she wanted him. Gina generally skipped the get-to-know portion of a first meeting and got right to the good stuff. True, she knew a little bit about this guy, but she didn’t need to know his life story or find common interests before she got what she wanted. If he wanted to tell her those things, she was a great listener, and she would answer questions about herself, but she wasn’t ashamed to say all she had to have in common with a guy was being attractive and down to fuck.

It appeared Gavin was the same. Being a bartender was one of those jobs where one could scope out pretty faces any time you were working. He probably had a steady stream of girls not only flirting with him at the bar but finding their way into his bed. For some women this was a deterrent, but for Gina it was a selling point. It meant not only a good time, but it also meant he wasn’t going to get attached and want something more from her that she was comfortable giving. There was a reason Gina didn’t get into serious relationships and most of that had to do with the fact that she didn’t want to end up hurt. She’d seen what it did to her mother and she’d felt love’s sting before and she swore it wouldn’t happen again. She wouldn’t end up unhappy and hopeless like her mother because she’d given so much of her heart away to men. Plus, why settle for one dick when you could sample a whole slew of them? Every man had his own strengths and she liked to try all of them! Gina glanced to the clock and figured it would probably be another hour before the Jack Kit closed for the rest of the afternoon until the evening rush. It wasn’t a terribly long wait to try out Gavin. Her eyes caught a hand waving at the end of the bar again and she smiled at Gavin. “Don’t let me distract you from your job. Wouldn’t want you to get in trouble with Kit.” She smiled wider and watched as he moved away from her again. The excitement was already bubbling in her stomach.

As the hour passed, she found out that Gavin had grown up moving all over the place because his dad was in the military and she talked some about growing up in Georgia and what brought each of them to Scriptor Bay. From the sound of it, they were both looking for something similar—a life of their own. Sure, Gina had her own life in New York City which was so far out of her comfort zone, but she was looking for something quieter in Scriptor Bay; she was looking for a piece of herself that she’d never quite understood. Gavin seemed to be looking for that too in his own way, though he wasn’t specific with what he left behind. It didn’t really matter because it was just light-hearted conversation to fill the time they had to wait until they could really get down to business. When the doors were closed, she sauntered off to the bathroom to freshen up while Gavin and the other guy cleaned up the bar the little bit that they had to. She looked in the mirror and approved of what she saw. Yup, she was going to get laid and it had her giddy with excitement. It had been too damn long and she definitely needed it. Hopefully Gavin would be as good as she was imagining him to be. Sometimes the cute ones got lazy in bed, but with how hard this guy flirted, she didn’t think he would be one of those. When she walked back out, purse slung over her shoulder once more, she smiled at Gavin still behind the bar. “Almost done there, cowboy?” she drawled flirtatiously.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

Her smile was cute and Gavin couldn't help offering amused, sultry eyes as she rested her chin on her palm with her elbow propped up on the bar. “I could stick around for a tour of your place.” Normally guys might think a girl was easy for doing this and Gavin wasn't much different but he didn't judge the girl. She was no sluttier than he was. Gavin was a man who believed in equality. If a girl was a whore for sleeping with a guy too soon then he was too, and that was okay. He wasn't about to judge the lovely lady. He smiled back sweetly at her and glanced at the clock when she did. "Well I'll do my best to get out of here as soon as possible. I don't like to keep a lady waiting, especially when she wants to tour my dirty old apartment." He noticed a hand waving at him from down the bar and he looked over at him before back at Gina with sad eyes. “Don’t let me distract you from your job. Wouldn’t want you to get in trouble with Kit.” He chuckled and nodded. "Don't you run off." He teased before disappearing down the bar.

The rest of the shift seemed to practically drip on by. Gavin returned to Gina to talk whenever he could but was pulled away now and then to work. Kit had come down at one point and hounded him a little about getting the bar stocked and he tried his best not to come off as irritated. He didn't want to be working, but he really knew he needed to be. His savings wouldn't last forever and he was dipping into them more and more these days with how slow the bar had been. Maybe one day he could go back to the corporate jungle and work for a while before disappearing off the face of the earth. Maybe he could find a less demanding job that didn't suck as much as his last one. Then again the pay wouldn't be as good. He was being paid for the stress level, as most well paid young men were.

The more he talked to Gina, the more he liked her. She wasn't just an awesome pair of tits and legs. She had something there between her ears and she had a good sense of humor which was a nice change of pace. Not all smart sex kittens were funny. Gavin had long since forgotten about Abby, except for the love potion he got from her. He debated using some with Gina on and off all night and decided he would definitely try and get her to take some. He would tell her, though. No more sneaking that stuff into the ladies, because the sex was great but the drama after three days just wasn't.

It was nearing quitting time and Gina went off to the bathroom. Gavin tried to stock up the bar as best and fast as he could, trying to get his til in order and cleaned up so he could take his new lady friend home and be done with it. “Almost done there, cowboy?” Gavin looked up and cocked a brow at the beautiful girl. "Cowboy?" He teased and shrugged, looking over his shoulder at the clock. "Yeah. Lemme just go grab my coat." He brought his til with him to the back and gave it to Kit to look over while he grabbed his jacket and scarf. He slipped the garments on and waited for the okay from his boss. Finally he was a free man. "Let's get out of here." He told Gina as he left the backroom, offering his arm for her as they exited the bar together.

Gavin could feel the excitement in his belly as he escorted his beautiful date towards his car. "Careful, it's slick out here." He warned. "We never got snow here in November before. Then again, we never got snow in July before, either." He joked, coming to his pickup and opening her door. "Don't let no one ever tell you I'm no gentleman." He said playfully, letting her get up and offering his hand if she needed it before coming around and getting in on the drivers side. "Buckle up, babe." He instructed, sliding his own on before the truck roared into life. He turned his body a little to look over his shoulder as he backed up. "So.. what're your views on, like, iono.. herbal substances to enhance the feelings of, uhh.. yah know.. being with someone?" He peaked at her to catch her reaction. "Totally legal! I don't mean pot or nothin'.. though, uh.. I'm not opposed to that." His smile was boyish as he straightened his truck and moved out of the parking lot towards his home. "This stuff is from an ex friend of mine. Good stuff, makes you enjoy being with someone more than you ever imagined.." He offered a little nervously.

[GINA FAYE]

“Cowboy?” Gina giggled, used to guys picking on her for the pet names she used. The cheesier, the better and especially with the ones that highlighted her accent. Guys seemed to love her accent. Gavin looked at the clock and she did too. Nobody was going to come in there until around five o’clock now. “Yeah. Lemme just go grab my coat.” Gina nodded and went ahead with slipping her coat on too. It was cold outside and she wasn’t about to walk out into that weather without some protection. As she waited she let her eyes wander around the bar for about the fiftieth time. The whole place screamed Kit and it was no wonder he felt so at home there. Not to mention the place was just all around cozy. Gina had liked it since the moment she set foot in it. She heard footsteps coming toward her again and she turned once more, seeing Gavin all bundled up and ready to go. “Let’s get out of here.” The vixen smiled wide and sweet as she looped her arm in his lightly. “Yes, let’s,” she concurred, walking beside him into the cool, dreary afternoon. It smelled like there was snow in the air again. As they walked across the parking lot she wondered if high heels had been the most practical choice of footwear. It wasn’t the foremost thought on her mind, though; that was reserved for Gavin. She was getting more and more excited by the second at the prospect of going home with this cute stud.

“Careful, it’s slick out here. We never got snow here in November before. Then again, we never got snow in July before, either.” Her laugh was soft as she nodded her head. “I would imagine that wouldn’t be common anywhere other than the North Pole,” she teased back, keeping a firm grip on his arm in case she fell. Gavin led her to a pick-up truck and it only made Gina grin wider. God she loved it when men drove trucks. There was something so testosterone driven about a big truck. He even went so far as to open her door for her which she beamed at. Not everyone treated her like a lady! “Don’t let no one ever tell you I’m no gentleman.” She laughed at his mimicking her dialect, finding it adorable to hear him talk so country. With a little help from Gavin’s guiding hand the vixen climbed up into the truck and closed her door, adjusting herself before he climbed in beside her. “Buckle up, babe.” What she really wanted to do was slide into his seat and make out with him for a while, but he was already sliding his seatbelt on and she followed suit as they backed up. The fun could wait for his home. "So…what're your views on, like, iono…herbal substances to enhance the feelings of, uhh…yah know…being with someone?" Gina cocked a brow, wondering what he was referring to. Herbal substances ruled out ecstasy, but did he mean pot? She almost laughed at the thought of a cop getting high. "Totally legal! I don't mean pot or nothin'…though, uh…I'm not opposed to that." She grinned wider at his grin, though her smile was also at what his reaction would be to the news that she was a police officer. "This stuff is from an ex friend of mine. Good stuff, makes you enjoy being with someone more than you ever imagined..." An ex friend? That meant an ex-girlfriend and it made Gina a little curious. If he still had some of this stuff, that ex-girlfriend might have been around not so long ago. Interesting…

With a secretive smile, she looked out the window ahead of her. “Well, being a cop, I’m not really into the whole pot smoking scene. I think I’ll pass on that.” She couldn’t help but grin slyly as she looked at him to see his reaction. With a soft laugh she moved on ahead in the conversation. “But a legal herbal substance that enhances sex? I’m willing to try. Is it like horny goat weed or something?” she asked with a little laugh. She’d never tried that convenience store crap, but if Gavin said it was good, then she might as well try it. Gina loved sex. She loved just about everything about it. A legal substance that could make her love it more? She was down. “I’m serious, though, I don’t need to fail a drug test for a good time. As long as it’s herbal and won’t pop up on a test, I’m down, but if there’s a possibility, I’d rather not risk it.” Gavin assured her it was all herbal, that this friend of his was into making holistic medicines, and that eased Gina into saying yes. She was getting more exciting by the minute. There was a good feeling in the air that they were going to rock each other’s worlds. Turning toward him a little in her seat, she gave a coy smile as she looked him over. Damn, he was sexy! “You know, if I find out this stuff is illegal, I might have to handcuff you.” Her smile turned wicked as she giggled, her voice flirty as she pictured him bound. That could be interesting.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

“Well, being a cop, I’m not really into the whole pot smoking scene. I think I’ll pass on that.” Gavin just felt all the blood drain from his face. The stuff he was hinting at was of course legal, but probably because the law had no idea it existed. He couldn't imagine that stuff would be allowed to exist! Or witches for that matter. He turned an just offered a Seriously?! look at her, and the sly little smirk on her sexy face told him she wasn't joking. How did a sweet little thing like that get a job in law enforcement? How many times had they put her on as an undercover hooker? “But a legal herbal substance that enhances sex? I’m willing to try. Is it like horny goat weed or something?” she asked with a little laugh and his chuckle was nervous in reply. He was having second thoughts about all this, not because he didn't want to give her any. but what happened once it wore off and she got pissed at him for deceiving her? She would make his life miserable, something he wasn't too keen on. Still, he wanted to use the potion again. He loved being in love so deeply that he was willing to do anything to keep that girl around and vice versa. It was such an insanely good feeling. "Something.. sort of like that I guess." He said unsure how to explain it to her. It just makes your feelings for the other person stronger. Lasts a while, too." He looked ahead at the road, mostly because he needed to but also as an excuse to get away from her gaze.

“I’m serious, though, I don’t need to fail a drug test for a good time. As long as it’s herbal and won’t pop up on a test, I’m down, but if there’s a possibility, I’d rather not risk it.” He was still unsure but he offered a hesitant, yet reassuring smile. "Shouldn't pop up on any tests. Nothing illegal in it just some.. chemical reactions I guess to some natural stuff. I've taken it a few times. You'll like it I think." He licked his lips but averted his eyes back to the road, not wanting to look at her, having serious second thoughts.

“You know, if I find out this stuff is illegal, I might have to handcuff you.” Gavin gulped and fidgeted in his seat a little, his groin jumping at her words and the way she giggled afterward. "Baby, if you find out this stuff isn't illegal you can handcuff me." He offered with his own sly grin, still not looking at her but suddenly more open to the idea again. She had handcuffs and that was hot. She was a cop, which meant she would probably like to play rough. He certainly wouldn't balk at the idea of a woman being in charge a little. And once she loved him she would be all over him like white on rice, and in a dominant role. He felt his pants getting tighter at the role playing that would be going on in the next three days.

Gavin turned into his parking space and turned the car off. "Alright, the tour begins. C'mon." He nodded towards his apartment complex and got out the truck, waiting for her to do the same. He smiled down at her as they walked up to the building, sliding his hands in his pockets to keep them warm. When they got to the door he opened it for her and then followed. "Remember, I'm a gentleman." He teased as they made their way to the elevator. He pressed the up button and the doors opened immediately. He waved his hand to her as if suggesting she walk in and then followed suit, pressing the three button. Once the doors shut he licked his lips and looked back at her, a hungry look in his eyes. "You're the hottest cop I've ever met, by the way." He offered trying not to let his eyes wander too much to her cleavage. "Yer not lookin' to arrest me for something though, are yah? Cause let me tell you, I'm a stand up citizen. Never drink and drive or anything." His smile was boyish and made him seem younger than he was. The doors opened and he led her out, sliding his hand to the small of her back as he guided her to his apartment. He slipped the key in, using the hand that had been at her back and then pushed the door open.

"Welcome to chateau Gavin." He teased letting her in. The place wasn't clean but not exactly dirty either. A typical bachelor pad with clothes and cups strewn about. There was the occasional empty beer bottle and the floor of course needed vacuuming. There was a sink half full of dirty dished and some food left on the counter, but all in all it wasn't a sty, just in need of a good pick up and wipe down. "Wasn't expecting any company, sorry." He offered, licking his lips and shutting the door behind them. He checked Gina out again, his head tilting to the side. "So.." He started, coming behind her and sliding a hand to her waist. "What room should we start the tour in?" He asked his voice soft and bordering on sultry as he moved closer to her. Gavin wasted no time sweeping her hair to one side and exposing the young woman's neck to him, arousing him further. "The bedrooms pretty decent." He suggested, his lips coming close to her neck, waiting for her to object before kissing the flesh gently. "And that's where I keep my very legal substances." His grin was big and she would likely be able to feel it against her neck.

[GINA FAYE]

“Baby, if you find out this stuff isn’t illegal you can handcuff me.” Gina laughed at Gavin’s statement and she could see him ease up a little, though he still seemed nervous. She liked to make men squirm and while her status as a cop wasn’t usually her go-to squirm card, it worked well in this case. Honestly, she didn’t care what he was into as long as he fucked her hard and fucked her well. With Gavin, she had a feeling that wouldn’t be an issue, especially if he was serious about the whole cuffing thing. That meant he had a bit of a kinky side and she liked it rough. At last they pulled into a parking spot and Gina suddenly realized they lived in the same apartment complex. Well, how about that! She might have a regular fuck buddy in Gavin! “Alright, the tour begins. C’mon.” Gina smirked at him and then slid out of the truck, making sure her dress didn’t hike up too far as she did so. He wouldn’t get to see the goodies until they were inside. She walked beside him into the building, though she didn’t slip her arm in his this time. He did hold the door for her and she smiled brightly as he did so. “Remember, I’m a gentleman.” A small giggle left her as she sauntered into the lobby, waiting for the elevator with him. “Well I jus’ feel like a regular southern belle with a beau lookin’ out for me.” She grinned wide and followed him onto the elevator. He pressed the button and she watched the doors slide shut, waiting for him to make a move. Would he be patient and wait until they reached his apartment? She didn’t know how patient she could be right now… “You’re the hottest cop I’ve ever met, by the way.” Especially not when he said things like that. She grinned wide and wicked and let her eyes meet his, seeing the hunger in those chocolate brown eyes. It must have been reflected in hers because she could feel that gaze all the way down to her groin.

“Yer not lookin’ to arrest me for something though, are yah? ‘Cause let me tell you, I’m a stand up citizen. Never drink and drive or anything.” Another laugh left her at the boyish grin on his face which made him look even more adorable. “Well, I’d rather not mix business and pleasure, but I wouldn’t hesitate to arrest you if you gave me cause. Unless you want me t’ arrest you…” she teased as they stepped off the elevator, offering him a sultry and playful look. As his hand came to the small of her back, she started to imagine again how those hands would feel all over her. She felt her stomach twist delightfully to know she would experience it soon enough. When they reached his door she waited patiently for him to open it. “Welcome to chateau Gavin.” She smiled wide and stepped into his place. It wasn’t nearly as bad as her apartment, but a typical bachelor pad. In no way would she qualify it as a mess, though, considering her apartment was a disaster. “Wasn’t expecting any company, sorry.” She shook her head with a smile as her eyes continued to wander. Her feet carried her in further, feeling comfortable in here already. “Nothin’ t’ be sorry for. This is a nice place,” she complimented sincerely. It definitely smelled nice—like cologne and laundry and something woody. It smelled like a man and she loved that smell. Her admiration was interrupted by the feel of an arm coming about her waist from behind which made her grin. “So…what room should we start the tour in?” Was that really a question? His fingers felt nice as they came to her neck and swept the hair aside. It sent chills down her spine as she turned her head slightly in his direction, waiting to feel his lips on her neck. “The bedroom’s pretty decent.” She grinned wider, her heart beginning to pound as she felt his face hover close to her neck, waiting for his mouth. He didn’t disappoint and her eyes slid closed to feel his hot lips on her soft skin. “And that’s where I keep my very legal substances.” His grin against her neck made her smile from ear to ear and she turned to look over her shoulder at him with lustful eyes. “We might as well start there then.” Her voice was a low drawl, her crystal blue bedroom eyes falling to his lips as she smirked at him. She turned in his arms and pressed her mouth to his at last.

Gina had kissed a lot of men in her time and that was obvious just in her kittenish confidence. That being said, Gavin was definitely one of the best she had encountered. Their lips immediately melded together, hot and insistent as they moved together roughly in their hunger for each other. Gina’s arms looped around Gavin’s shoulders, her hands grabbing fistfuls of his coat as her mouth opened for his tongue. His tongue pushed hard against hers and she returned its caress just as firmly with her own tongue. Gavin pulled her closer and she let her hips press firmly against his, signifying she needed this just as much as he did. With a soft moan she pushed at his coat, her hands feeling over his well toned arms as she did so. God, he was hot! As soon as his coat was off he began nudging at hers and she let it glide off her shoulders to pool on the floor. She could worry about it later. Immediately their arms came around each other again and Gina giggled against his lips as he started guiding her backwards toward his room. She was getting lost in a daze with that mouth of his and it was all she could do to not just lean against a wall and fuck him right there. But tripping and stumbling, they finally made it through his doorway, her hands buried in his hair by the time they got there. Her heart was racing and she was left breathless as she pulled back just enough to pant against his lips, “So where’s this special stuff of yours?” The flirtatious smile on her lips was obvious with the two of them so close together.

[GAVIN BROOKS]

“We might as well start there then.” He liked her sultry drawl and he felt himself grow even more excited for the three day love fest that was about to commence. Gina turned in his arms and Gavin wasted no time meeting her kiss with his own hungry embrace. He was quickly able to tell how experienced she was by the way her lips melded professionally with his. IT didn't bother Gavin at all since he wasn't looking for a relationship any more than Gina was. Of course he was looking for love in all the wrong places, and in all the wrong ways at that. Gina had no idea what was about to happen to her, but Gavin had received her consent which was all he needed to move forward with this risky, hot endeavor.

The boy felt like he was in a movie with the desperate way she pulled at his coat, peeling it off of him and letting it puddle at their feet. He returned the favor quickly, grinning against her lips as he got her jacket free from that sexy little body of hers where it met his own on the ground. Now out of their outerwear, Gavin began to clumsily push her back towards his room, not wanting to break their kiss in the process. She giggled as the tripped over.. Gavin had no idea what they tripped over but the pair fumbled back a little and even he couldn't stop the laughter from escaping his mouth as it remained pressed hard against hers. Again the pair stumbled over something and he let out an amused little "Sorry.." as they managed to cross the threshold into his room.

His room wasn't much better than the living room, only there was less crap laying around and more clothes. It smelled of cologne and laundry and maybe just a hint of sweat. Gavin hadn't cleaned his sheets in a while but he wasn't about to tell that to Gina. He made it a point to change them when he was done sleeping with a woman, something he hadn't done in a few weeks. “So where’s this special stuff of yours?” She asked, pulling away from his lips a hair to look up at him in the dim bedroom. His smirk was playful and his dimples stood out as he leaned in and pecked her lips once more. "Eager?" He teased, taking her shoulders gently and giving her a light shove so she would fall onto the bed. With a chuckle Gavin moved to his nightstand, sorting through his top drawer. Finally he found the little vile that was still half full. Biting his lower lip he kneeled onto the bed and scooted his way close to her. "C'mere." He purred softly getting closer to the girl. He leaned down more as she got on her elbows, opening the bottle. "Stick out your tongue." He demanded softly. Once she obliged he dotted the wet, pink flesh with a couple drops of the potion and then shut the bottle, tossing it onto the floor somewhere as he dived back into her mouth, swirling his tongue over hers hungrily. Enough uses had taught him that a few drops was all he needed to get them both going for a few days. Gavin leaned his new lady friend back on his bed, one arm under himself, the other down at her left thigh and slowly creeping up....

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