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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 7:03:27 GMT -5
He'd actually gone and invited a woman over to his place for the first time since Tally had left him. He wasn't entirely sure how he felt about it in the moment, but he knew damned well that this was a step in the right direction. He'd just gotten back from deployment. He needed the chance to unwind. What better way than casual and carefree sex as far as he was concerned? And hell, if it didn't wind up leading to that, at the very least, he hoped he could get a few good laughs out. Lord knew he needed them.
Noah was just finishing up a bit of the toast he'd made for himself when the door sounded. Still dressed in only a pair of black pajama bottoms, he headed for the door and swung it open to get a good look at the brunette beauty who had decided to come over to his place. He offered her a smile and swung the door open for her. "Welcome." He said simply enough. "Can I get you anything to drink? I just put coffee on." He offered with a shrug. And christ, she was hot. He only hoped he'd stocked up on enough of the bare essentials.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 7:15:50 GMT -5
Kenzie loud pick up droned her into her thoughts. She had been invited over to Noah's this morning and really, she wasn't so sure how she felt about it. She hadn't really hung out with anyone since Trucker had called it done with her. He was also the only man she had slept with, and she had a feeling that she knew where this was going. She knew that with the way he looked, she was going to be able to resist him. And why should she? If anything it would be good for her; help her get her mind off Trucker. How she missed him. But damn, Noah was just irresistible. And, even if it didn't lead to sex, it was always nice to just have a friend to hang out with.
Kenzie pulled slowly up into his driveway, she could already feel butterflies rising up in her stomach as she looked down at what she was wearing. A black, damn near see through tank top match with a hot pink bra, which Kenzie had just noticed was very visible and began cursing herself for this choice. Then a pair of all too short black pair of shorts. Oh, Kenzie, why had you not chosen to actually dress yourself for this. Either way, she slid from her truck. Walking slowly towards his door, and knocking. When he opened she couldn't help but let her deep brown eyes run over his body. Nope, not photoshopped. She smiled at his words and she stepped slowly past him. "Thanks." she offered him and warm, and almost teasingly innocent smile. "Water would be great." she smiled again at him, letting her eyes wander over him, not trying to be sneaky about it at all. God damn, why was he so hot.
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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 7:22:17 GMT -5
Noah smiled at her as she came in the door. The look she gave him said it all. She had sincerely thought the image he had sent her had been photoshopped. It was damned near enough to make him laugh out loud, but he settled for a grin instead. Mind you, the woman didn't know a damned thing about him, his past or where he came from. When he'd said he was in the Army, he hadn't been kidding in the least. He'd literally just gotten back home again and he definitely wasn't a slouch when it came to his job.
"Water." He repeated as he moved towards the kitchen which was practically right inside the door. "Got it." He commented as he headed for the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. "Can you catch?" He asked with a smile before he tossed it towards her. He poured himself a cup of coffee and took a sip of it. "So now I have to ask..." He commented, leaning a hip against the side of the counter as he watched her. "I'm guessing you don't normally say yes to heading on over to someone you just met's house... You don't quite seem the type." He commented. "So am I just lucky, convenient or someone you're actually interested in?" He asked, arching a brow.
No one could ever say that he wasn't straightforward.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 7:43:35 GMT -5
Yes, Kenzie had believe that the photo was probably edited in some way, however, it was now very evident to her that it was not. It also became evident that he was very serious about his military career. Or maybe he just liked working out, something of which she hated doing with a passion, but did anyhow. Kenzie sighed softly to herself, though she felt that it might have been audible. Kenzie tugged lightly at her tank top nervously, it was apparent that she didn't have much self esteem to begin with, but now put in the presence of someone who looked like a sculpture, well, she felt even less comfortable, though she was good at faking. No pun intended of course, she had just gotten good at faking confidence, though her eyes always gave her away.
Kenzie smiled as he repeated her request, and then asked if she could catch, before tossing her the bottle which she caught. Opening the bottle she took a small sip. It quenched her thirst, however a shot of whiskey seemed more appropriate at this time. Course, she wasn't going to ask for that and make herself look like an alcoholic. Kenzie leaned comfortably against the counter in his kitchen. She smiled at his next words. Kenzie thought for a moment, taking another sip of her water. She didn't want to insult him by throwing out the word rebound, however that was what he was for her. He seemed nice and all, but right then she wasn't thinking of anything more than a short term fix for a broken heart. "No, I am definitely not the type to do this." She paused for a moment. "You don't seem like a serial killer, so I figured fun was just a good idea for this boring morning." straight forward he was, and honest she would be. No expectations, no one would get hurt.
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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 8:02:36 GMT -5
Noah noted the way that she self-consciously picked at her tank top. It was a huge clue to the fact that this wasn't something she likely typically did. Interesting. He had to wonder about the woman and what exactly she had to be self-conscious about. She was beautiful. Damned beautiful. And maybe he'd make a good point of making her understand that he thought she was. Provided that she gave him the chance to do that, of course. One thing at a time for now though.
He smiled a little bit as he looked at her. He was damned good at reading people and in the moment, he was willing to bet that this was a case of nice girl with a broken heart looking for a little fun to forget about whoever the hell the moron was. So he nodded. He shared the sentiment with her completely if that was the case. He leaned his elbows on the counter and looked at her. "One thing you'll learn about me pretty fast is that I'm very blunt and straightforward." He commented to her. "So I'm going to step out on a limb here and say that this is all about the same thing for you as it is for me." He said. "My fiance left me while I was deployed. She didn't even bother to call me or put it in a letter for me. Nothing. She just vanished so... No baggage right. This is about keeping it simple and feeling better about ourselves respectively." He said. He smiled at her and held his coffee out towards her. "I propose a toast then... To screwed up exes and incredible rebound sex." He smirked.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 8:22:14 GMT -5
Surely Kenzie was beautiful, she some-what knew this. She knew she should be more comfortable with herself, but with the bulimia, and the lack of eating most of time, she just couldn't get over her weight, mostly. But, that was the case with many girls, but Kenzie seemed to take it to an extreme. She had been good, eating better lately, till Trucker left. She couldn't blame him after what she had done to him, but still. She hadn't expected him to react to harshly. Either way, it was time to just get him off her mind, and Noah seemed like the perfect distraction for a couple hours or so.
She watched him, she could tell he was reading her. She was easy to read if the person knew how to pay attention to the little things in her body language. She could tell he had picked up on how self conscious and nervous she was. Well, of course she would be nervous. She had come to man's house that she didn't know for sex when she had only ever slept with one other man in her life, and only one time. It was safe to say she was sexually inexperienced, but there was no way in hell she was going to let Noah in on that tidbit of information. She doubted that would be a turn on for him. Kenzie nodded as he spoke about being blunt. Blunt was good. Then she knew what exactly it was that he was thinking, and what his intentions were.
Kenzie listened as he spoke about his fiance. Kenzie couldn't help but think about what a bitch she must be to have done that. The least she could have done was send him a dear john letter. And she thought her situation was bad. Kenzie frowned slightly, her brow furrowing as she continued to listen, but then he lightened the mood. Kenzie smiled warmly as he proposed a toast and she obliged. "Sex? Who said anything about sex?" Kenzie said as seriously as she could. Holding a straight face for a second before laughing softly. "Kidding... kidding." Kenzie was a joker, and she figured a few jokes here and there to lighten the mood was a good thing. She smirked playfully at him. Sex kitten was all Kenzie kept repeating in her mind. Trying to figure out how to play sexy. Hopefully it was believable. Yeah right, Kenzie.
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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 8:41:51 GMT -5
Noah only wished that women would learn to be as blunt with him as he was with them. Maybe that would have prevented Tally from leaving him in the long run. But as it stood, it didn't seem that that had been in the cards for him. He'd thrown everything he had into the relationship for her. He'd done his best providing what he could with her and, in the end, it just hadn't been enough. He'd never be the kind of guy who had millions of dollars on hand to throw around as he saw fit. He lived comfortably and he didn't need a whole hell of a lot in life, but apparently his doing without so that he could provide for both her and their baby wasn't enough for her. It was never enough for her. Shit, he needed to get his mind off of her and focus on the woman in front of him.
He arched a brow at her when she questioned who said anything about sex. "Oh, well then, we'll just sit here and play go fish all morning and into the evening. That sound like a better idea?" He turned around, going along with the joke. "I'm sure I've got a deck of cards around here somewhere..." He murmured before he turned back towards her with a grin on his face, letting her know that he was only joking. "So... I was serious about making you lunch. But first you have to tell me what kinds of things you like." He said to her with a small smile.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 9:02:44 GMT -5
A soft smile placed itself on her face, lighting up her delicate features. Her brown eyes twinkled with anticipation of what she knew would take place. She may have been inexperienced, but tat didn't mean that she wasn't excited for sex. Or excited for maybe a friendship. She didn't have many friends around here to speak of. Trucker was the only one beside, a few girls she had become acquaintances with. She just wasn't the out-going type. She was a more reserved kind of girl. Laid back, and mellow was her style. Maybe that's why she seemed to get along so well with guys. She was the type to sit back, watch a football game, and cuss at the refs for making calls against her team. It was just the way she was raised.
Kenzie giggled as she watched him go along with her tease, pretending to look for a deck of cards. She lounged back against the counter, running a hand swiftly through her dark hair as he spoke about lunch. Oh, so he really did want to make her lunch. Well, about this. This would mean she would have to eat in front of him. "I like just about anything, really." she smiled. She decided that eating wouldn't be that bad of an idea, she was still kinda of hungry since her dog had stolen most of the breakfast she had made for herself. "Why don't you make whatever it is you like. I am sure that I like it too. I'm not a picky eater by any means." the more comfortable kenzie got, the more her southern drawl showed through in her words. She hated her accent, but what could she do about it. Maybe he would like it, either way. She didn't care at this point. All she wanted to do was watch him cook. She knew in this moment she was pretty much eye screwing him, but she didn't care if she got caught. What a change that was.
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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 9:17:02 GMT -5
Noah was always up for making some friends. Lord knew that he didn't have nearly enough of them around these days. It seemed that the friends he had made had all but abandoned him when Tally had come into his life, with the exception of Lou and Nik, of course... But they were a whole new ball game altogether. Noah just wanted the chance to pick up the pieces of his life and start new. He didn't want any bullshit. He just wanted to live his life and feel it all out for a bit. He'd probably go back and work for the construction company he'd been working for when he had left. His boss had told him that his job was open for him when he came back if he needed something. And Noah more or less needed something to keep him occupied and.. Shit... he was thinking about work right now? Really? What the hell was wrong with him?
He smirked a little bit when she said he should just cook something and she'd eat whatever it was he made. "All right then. No pressure, right?" He smirked. Noah was actually a pretty damned good cook and that had been a damned good thing while he'd been with Tally because she didn't have a damned clue how to cook anything. He paused a moment. "Where from the south are you from?" He asked, tilting his head to the side a little bit. "I'm personally originally from Colorado but... Military brat... I've lived all over the country." He admitted.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 9:32:25 GMT -5
She wasn't sure why she was letting her accent come out. She normally worked so hard to hide it. Some went of the stereotype that southern people were less intelligent, so she tended to hide it. Though, thinking about it. She missed home. She missed her horses. She missed her Dad. She hadn't seen any of them in close to six months now, and just thinking about it was ripping her heart out. She hated being away from the Ranch, and not being there to help her Father. But, he had thought it best that she get the hell out of Georgia and explore her options. Ha. Look where that had gotten her. She was an escort for god's sake, just to able to afford for expensive life style. A secret escort at that, she could never let that get out.
Kenzie smiled at him. "No pressure at all. I'm an easy girl to please." Kenzie's words dripped with a dirty under-tone. She smirked at him playfully, watching his expressions. Eh, he had picked up on the accent. She had figured he would. She had figured he was a military brat. He seemed so into it that she had figured it ran in the family. "Georgia... but I was a rodeo brat. We traveled a lot. Spent a lot of time on the road when I was young. About five months out of the year was on the road." she spoke with a smile. She missed those days. Her mom and dad happy again. Her little brother along for the ride. All that had changed when Michael had died and he mom had blamed her. Kenzie shook her head slightly pushing the thoughts of that out of her head. Kenzie took a daring step towards Noah, letting her hand reach out running down his abs, then she stepped back. "God damn..." she muttered quietly, now blushing from her moment of weakness and need to just touch him. Temptation and lust over took her. She was your typical hormone driven woman, what could she say.
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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 9:47:42 GMT -5
He couldn't help the little smirk he gave when she said that she was an easy girl to please. "Won't make me try any less to please you." He said, though it was pretty clear that there was a double meaning behind those words to her. God. His mind was in the gutter and flipflopping between his ex and the fact that he was probably about to get laid. He didn't know how the hell he was managing it, but he was pretty sure he was going to wind up giving himself whiplash sooner or later if he kept up with this pace for crying out loud.
Truth be told, he wasn't as into being in the military as some people might have otherwise thought. He kept in shape... he'd always had a physical job, whether it was in the military or it was with construction. But his father had pushed him into joining the first time around and he hadn't wanted to go back for a second enlistment. But when things had gotten rough with Tally the first time around and it seemed like she was going to marry that football player, he'd gone and re-upped. He'd hated himself for it immediately after and he hated himself now. Maybe he could have made her stay. But then he had to wonder if he'd be happy now if she would have stayed... Christ...
"Nice. I worked my ass off on a ranch in Colorado in my teen years. So I know the lifestyle pretty good for the most part." He admitted to her. And then he watched her as she approached and reached out and touched him. He had to chuckle when she pulled her hand away again and then stepped back. He put his coffee down on the counter in front of him. "You know, the dynamic of this just isn't gonna work if you're too afraid to reach out and touch me." He said as he gently took her hand and put it on his chest. "See? Flesh and blood." He smirked at her.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 10:05:11 GMT -5
Kenzie's cheek instantly turned a bright pink at his words. She wasn't naive to the fact that they meant more towards sex then they did towards the food he was getting ready to make. Instantly she cast her gaze down at the floor, feeling twitchy under his eyes. She had been comfortable around Trucker. She knew him, he knew her, and he accepted her flaws as she did his. Her scar. Her scar was her main worry. Though, she knew that most wouldn't even notice it, but she knew it was there and that alone was enough to make her self conscious about it. She hated that stupid scar, yet she didn't hate the horse that had given it to her. She just hated the scar.
Kenzie smiled when he said he had worked on a ranch. So they had something in common. A good sign that possibly after this day they would be able to remain friends, course, Kenzie did get her hopes up on that one. Despite her lack of experience with sex, she still did know how men operated. Fuck... and forget. She knew that he was distracted from her at times, and she suspected that it was his ex that he was thinking about. It seemed as though the wound was fresh, and that almost made her rethink this whole thing. The one fear Kenzie had always had was a man having sex with her, while thinking about someone else. She wasn't sure why it bothered her so much, but just the idea of it made her skin crawl.
"It's hard work, but it is rewarding. I miss the ranch." she stated simply then smiled. She leaned back against the counter, relaxing once more, all the while still letting her eyes wander over his body. When he set his coffee down on the counter she smirked, blushing once again at his words. Kenzie giggled nervously as he took her hand and placed it on his muscular chest. "Trust me, I am not too afraid to touch you." she said as she took as step closer to him. Her other hand placed itself on his chest and she stood up on her tippy toes, her lips mere inches from his ear. "I am thinking it is you who might be too afraid to touch me." she whispered softly then stepped back, taking her hands off him and she leaned back against the counter. A devious smirk now placed itself on her lips. Whoah, where was this coming from.
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Post by noah on Nov 9, 2012 10:14:19 GMT -5
Noah was about as non-judgemental as they came when it came to personal injury. He had hate, growing up, when people would question him as to where that bruise or that scar had come from. Of course, at the time he hadn't been all that willing to admit to the fact that he'd been in a scuffle with his old man again. That was a road that he just hadn't wanted to travel down and one that he sincerely didn't want to have other people travel down for him. He'd been under the impression, as a kid, that he could take care of himself and even now he was pretty sure he'd done well enough for himself, all things considered.
He smiled when she said it was hard work, but it was rewarding. He agreed with that sentiment whole-heartedly. "Well, nothing worth while has ever been easy, right?" He asked her. The blushing and the expressions on her face said that she wasn't nearly so confident as she wanted him to believe. The way she spoke, however, was something else entirely. He hadn't pegged her for the bold type, but there he was offering it up to her anyways in the moment. He arched a brow at her. "Kitten has claws." He murmured as he gave her a grin. "Looks like you're just full of surprises, aren't you?" He took a few steps towards her. "But..." He said, reaching out and sliding his hand under her hair, cupping the side of her head in one hand. "I'm pretty damned sure that I'm not afraid of touching you in the least. In fact... I'm pretty sure I'm one hell of a privileged man to be allowed to touch you."
And that wasn't just a line of bullshit. She was a beautiful man and, again, his mind reverted back to the fact that he was pretty sure that this wasn't something that she did every damned day. "Don't worry... I'll make sure you work up your appetite." He commented with a smirk before he finally leaned in and kissed her soundly.
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Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 9, 2012 15:46:08 GMT -5
Butterflies fluttered throughout Kenzie stomach as she had leaned back, lounging against the counter. She let one hand run through her curly locks as she tilted her head slightly to the side, almost studying him and what he would make of such a bold move on her part. She wasn't normally so bold, nor did she ever act seductive. It just wasn't her way. She didn't really know how to be that way. Kenzie had always just been a simple girl, with a simple life. Her being an escort, her personality was innocent, and that was what the boys liked. They seemed to like believing that she was innocent, which she had been until recently. But, now Kenzie was acting like a sex kitten, and that was just how she would probably always act with Noah. Cause, he was just so damn sexy.
Kenzie smiled at his words. "Yes, that is true. It's the hard things that are more rewarding." she smirked at her own words. They could be taken in more than one way, and that was exactly how she had planned it. She knew she had caught him by surprise with her bold moves, and maybe that was a good thing. She surely wasn't the type to be doing these kind of things: meeting a man for the first time and letting him into her pants. Oh but the sting of heart break made people do crazy things, and well, this must have been hers. Kenzie giggled again, almost nervously, as he called her a kitten, her eyes filled with lust as she gazed upon him. "Full of surprises I am. Wouldn't you like to find out?" Kenzie bit her lower lip seductively as he stepped towards her, his words dragging out now.
Goose bumps rose up on Kenzie's skin when he reached up under her hair, his hand on the side of her head as he spoke. Kenzie grinned. "That you are, Noah, that you are. Not too many get the chance to do so." she smirked at him, still leaning against the counter. She let her soft hand run down his chest onto his muscled abs, resting four of her fingers just inside the waistband on his pajama pants, pulling him closer to her. She smirked when he made a comment about appetite. She giggled again softly as he leaned down, kissing her. And she kissed back. Anxiety, fear, and anticipation felt her. It was obvious that she was nervous to let him see her without her clothes on. But hey, it was something she was going to have to get over one day or another.
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Kenzie laid back on his bed, her head resting on one of his pillows as she tugged his sheets up to cover her body from his eyes. It wasn't like he hadn't already seen all of her, but she still felt self conscious under his gaze. A thin film of perspiration coated her tanned skin, and she was working to catch her breath. He was amazing. Course, she was sure by now he had figured out that she wasn't experienced in the sex business. One man, one time before him, and she was hoping she had been at least a little satisfying for him. Course, she said nothing. She would wait until he spoke to her before she said anything.
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Post by noah on Nov 11, 2012 4:14:33 GMT -5
He had to smile when she repeated the fact that she was full of surprises and asked if he wanted to find out. Oh yeah... He'd definitely like to find out just how full of surprises she was, but he knew that they were headed in that direction anyhow. Maybe it was a bit cocky for him to be stating that right off the bat, but they had both been honest with one another and he knew damned well that they were attracted to one another. It didn't leave a whole lot of room for argument in that case. She all but confirmed his thoughts that she wasn't used to doing this and wasn't used to sleeping with a man she had just met when she said that he was, indeed privileged and that not many got to do this kind of thing. He'd take her word for it.
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Noah lay back in bed for a moment, unable to help the grin on his face as he stared at the ceiling while the pair of them fought to catch their breath. Sex had a way of putting a smile on a man's face. He knew that she had been a lot less experienced than she was even letting on, but really, he hadn't minded at all. After a moment, he propped himself up on one elbow and looked over at her before leaning in and kissing her slowly. "Now... How about that whole lunch thing...?" He asked her with a slow smile. He knew she was feeling a little awkward in the moment and he didn't want that for her. She was a sweet girl with a bit of a sassy side to her that he genuinely liked and wouldn't mind awakening again.
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