The movie ended. They walked out, and Shane walked Jennifer to her car, making sure she got there ok. "These winter nights are weird. It's six, but it's already darker than the other side of the moon." Shane knew he sounded like an idiot, with a line as cheesy as that. Why was he so nervous? Nothing was major about this, Jennifer was just a friend, that's all she would want to be. "Well, Jen, I'm just gonna go grab some food, then probably head home."
"Well, Shane, what hot club are you heading too?" Jennifer asked with a smirk.
Shane laughed, feeling the cold piercing his jacket, 'It's so cold, why am I sweating?'
"Well, I had thought about that Mexican place. I heard it has good quesadillas," Shane said, fiddling with his keys. "Well, I might check that place out. When are you going?"
"I'm going to head over there now, would you like to just ride with me? My truck is messy, but the heater turns up fast." Jennifer shut her door back, and started walking to his truck, leaving Shane behind. "Come on slowpoke! Don't make me pick your locks!" Shane jogged to his truck, opening her door first, then hopping in, and cranking up the heat. Jennifer scooted over to him, leaning against him. Shane looked down at her with a questioning look. "What? It's still cold!" Jennifer shouted, seeing her breath in front of her.
They walked into the restaurant, and sat down near the window. The night went quickly, with good food, and several rounds of drinks coming to the table. Shane wasn't a drinker, he just had one beer. Jennifer was going through several mixed drinks, more than she had ever even thought about. She wasn't sure what was going on, she just felt like she needed a drink. When dinner was over, Jennifer needed a little help getting to the truck. Shane knew there was no way he was taking her back to her car, he was taking her to her place, maybe her sister would be there.
Shane pulled up the driveway, noticing the dark house. He went to the door, and no one answered. After helping Jen to the door, and fumbling with the locks, he helped her to her room, and looked for anyone else in the house. He found a note from her sister, saying she was visiting her parents this weekend and she would be back Sunday. Shane walked back to Jennifer's room, telling her what was going on. "Jen? Are you going to be alright here by yourself?" Jennifer grabbed at Shane's arm, pulling him down next to her, him kneeling on the floor next to the bed. "No Sheene, don't leave. I don't wanna be 'lone." Shane went back to his truck and called his parents, explaining it to them, telling them he needed to stay here tonight. He grabbed a spare shirt and shorts out of the backseat, and went inside. Shane slipped into the bathroom, and changed into his pjs. When he walked out, he heard commotion in Jennifer's room.
"Jen, you ok?" Shane asked, pushing the door open to check on her. He was greeted by a vision of beauty. Jennifer was changing into a nightshirt, and having some trouble in her inebriated state. Shane walked back outside, trying not to let her know he had seen her. He walked down to the living room, and sat on the couch, turning on the TV, checking out some late night wrestling show, when he heard footsteps on the stairs. He turned to see her, in a short pink shirt that left little to the imagination. She stumbled and twisted, showing Shane that she was indeed not wearing underwear. Shane sat quietly on the couch, and tried not to let her know he was staring. "God she's gorgeous. Like I'd have a chance with her anyway." Jennifer sat down next to Shane on the couch, and fell against him. Shane looked over at her, and noticed for the first time that she wasn't wearing her glasses. "Shane? Do you think my glasses make me look dorky? Someone told me they did, and I think they were right. I do look dorky." Shane looked at her, and tilted her chin up. "Jen, I don't think you look dorky. You look sophisticated in them, and lord knows you need all the help you can get with that," Shane chuckled. Jennifer sat there, a pout spreading across her face. She blew a hair out of her face, and looked at Shane. "Look Shane! If you think I look dorky, just tell me, you don't have to mess with me!"
Jennifer stood up, wobbling slightly, and fell over. Shane jumped up and grabbed her before she fell onto the hardwood floor. "Jen, are you ok? Jen!" Shane was slightly shaking her, checking if she was ok. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanna go 'sleep," Jennifer said, her eyes glazed over. Shane picked her up in his arms, and walked up the stairs, making sure she didn't hit anything. He laid Jennifer down in her bed, and pulled the covers over her, then sat down on the edge.
"Jen? I'm staying here tonight, I'll be downstairs on the couch." Jason started to stand up, but Jennifer grabbed his arm, stopping him suddenly. "No Shane. Please? Stay with me for a lil bit?" Shane looked at her, and saw her eyes glossy with tears. "Ok, I'll stay. Scoot over!" Shane slipped in next to her, and layed down on the bedspread. "No Shane, get under the covers. You'll get cold." Shane pulled up the covers, and got in next to her. He felt her body, warm, pressed against her. He could hear her breathing become deeper, and knew she was drifting off. He lifted the sheets, ready to slip out and head for the couch, when Jennifer rolled over, and put her arm around his chest, trapping him there. "Well, guess I'm here for awhile." Shane settled down, and soon drifted off to sleep himself.
Jennifer woke up with a headache, and a warm bed. She looked around, and squinted against the light. "Oh god! What did I do last night? Shit! I bet Shane thinks I'm an idiot now!" She got up, slowly taking control of her limbs back, and looked in her mirror. "Is my vision that hazy or am I missing my glasses?" Jennifer thought back to last night, and she suddenly remembered everything: the glasses, the kiss, her almost falling, and Shane laying down with her. She reached over to her nightstand, and put her glasses on. She looked back at the mirror, and saw herself clearly. "Oh my god! Where are my panties?" She couldn't believe she didn't have underwear on. She scrambled to her dresser, and grabbed some panties, putting them on quickly. Her nose picked up a familiar scent... BACON! But, who was cooking? It was just her and... Shane? Jennifer went downstairs, and could hear the radio in the kitchen was on. She rounded the corner, and was treated to the sight of Shane, wearing just his jeans, cooking eggs, bacon, toast and coffee. 'Wow!' Jennifer thought to herself, 'I didn't know he looked that built.'
Shane heard someone behind him, and turned to see Jennifer, staring at something. 'Was she looking at me? Nah, why would she?' He walked over to the table and sat a plate down for her, turning around to pour some coffee. "Mornin' sleepyhead, how was your night?" He sat the coffee down, and picked up a newspaper. Jennifer sat down, and started to eat quickly, her stomach growling in hunger. She looked up, and noticed he didn't have a plate. "You're not hungry?" Shane looked away, not looking at her, then stood up, and grabbed his t-shirt, slipping it on. "Nah, I'm fine. It's not like I need it anyway." Jennifer realized what he meant. "Shane, you're not a bad looking guy. I saw you just a few minutes ago, and I was surprised. You look great." She saw a chance to get under his skin. "In fact, not to swell your head, but I think you're kinda... cute."
Shane cut his eyes up, noticing the smirk on her face. "Look Jen, it looks like your fine now, I'm gonna head out." She almost choked on her food, realizing he mistook her. "No Shane, I didn't mean it as a joke or anything. I was serious." Shane stood up, and slipped his feet into his boots. "Yeah, I'm sure. Look, get dressed, I can take you to your car, or you can wait until your sister gets home." He grabbed his stuff, and his keys, and was heading out the door, when she grabbed his arm again. He opened his mouth to protest, but she stopped him. Jennifer leaned up, and kissed Shane. It was a deep sensuous kiss. Shane dropped his clothes, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him, and returning her kiss with passion. They finally broke apart, and were breathing hard.
"Wow! That was... Wow!" That was all Shane could think to say. Jennifer had lost her glasses when she jumped up, but she could still see clearly enough to see Shane's deep blue eyes. "Shane, did you mean what you said last night? About me?" Shane looked at her, brushing the same piece of hair out her face for the umpteenth time since in the last two days. "Yes, I meant all of it. But there is one thing about you that could make you cuter right now." Shane let her go, and walked over to the kitchen, reaching down to the floor. He walked back, and slipped her glasses back on her face. "There. Now you're perfect again." Shane swept Jennifer off of her feet, and carried her back to her bedroom, this time, locked in deep kisses, and less sure of his footing. Turning the corner, the back of Shane's head slammed into the doorsill, and he grunted, eyes shut in pain. He almost dropped Jennifer, but she landed on her feet, and helped him over to the bed. "Shane? Are you ok? Let me see your head, come here." Jennifer looked at the back of his head, and noticed it was red, but not bleeding. "Are you ok?" Then, she added with a slight grin, "want me to kiss it better?" Shane looked up at her, grinning, and said, "well, it might help a little bit." Jennifer leaned in, and planted light kisses on the red spot, all over his head, and then moved back to his face, kissing him deeply on the lips again. Shane laid down, pulling her on top of him. "Thank you Dr. Jennifer. This is the first time that I've seen a doctor that was sexier than the nurses in the office." Jennifer blushed deeply, and kissed Shane on the nose. "Maybe I'm not the only one who needs glasses." Shane moved his hands to Jennifer's waist, and picked her up, straight off of his body, holding her up. Jennifer squealed, and reached down, tickling at Shane's body, reaching for his arms, chest, anything. Finally, she came back down, and she reached down to Shane's shirt. "I saw you this morning, I saw your body Shane. I have to ask, are you as solid as it looks?" Shane had never been overjoyed at showing someone his body before, he was sure he was ugly. But now, here with Jennifer, he felt safe and ready.
