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"How can I not?" he inquires with a mischievous grin before taking the balloons.
"I guess it would be expecting too much to think that you have that air machine thing to blow these up." He looks a tad intimitated at ht ehuge heap of balloons and I shake my head in a definte no.
"I guessed as much." He reveals with a confident smile."Well might as well get down to inflating balloons...nothing better for me to do anyway."
I put my hand on Alex's shoulder and I give him a grateful smile.
"Thanks, Alex. You are a really good friend." With that I make my way over to the bar where Rath currently resides knocking back shots.
"Your starting a little early." I state with the appearance of nonchalance. "If you keep going like that you won't be able to drive us to Lover's Point." I give him a knowing look before going to command out orders to the flunkes. Hey, this party ain't gonna run itself.
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~~~~~RATH~~~~~
I drink the second slower. Theres no point in getting wasted... I want to be sober for Maria...
Hmm...Maria....
And as though she knew I was thinking about her she came gliding across the room towards me. Like an angel. Actually....angel is definitely not a good word....but she glides. Im not one of those guys for the nice feely words. If you want someone like that go and find stalker Max. (Ill give you a hint, go find Liz and you'll find Max!)
"Your starting a little early."
I roll my eyes. You would think she'd give me some slack since I actually went and got the drinks...but noooo....
"If you keep going like that you won't be able to drive us to Lover's Point."
I almost spit out my drink. She gives me a knowing look and sways off.
Did she just say drive...as in go tonight? As in she actually wanted to?
Oh yeah! I have her in the palm of my hand! She's all mine for the taking! Her date stands no chance. I can't let her have the last word though. Im not that sort of guy. So immediately I start walking after her, the crowd parting once for Maria as she sways through and again for me when I pass.
I watch as she heads over to her little people. Oh no...let someone else handle it...she needs a break...and I know just how to do it.
Quickly taking her arm I spin her around.
"Uh uh....let someone else handle it. The masses don't want to see the Queen working with her workers. No they want to see the Queen as the life and soul of the party."
I grin as I put my hands on her hips, and lean in to whisper. "And let me see...I think theres someone around here you can call the "life and soul" of the party....so Im thinking your dancing with me gorgeous"
I start to dance, knowing she can't resist my temptations for long.
hope this works, Isabelle... if you want me to change anything, feel free to tell me.
~*~Liz~*~
Zan smiles again and I can't believe that I'm actually going to be alone with him. "It was no problem. I was glad to do it."
I couldn't help but smile back as I got into the car and and buckled in, watching as he started the car and began driving. I didn't know what to talk about so I barely spoke on the way to my place other then to give him directions. I was going to blow this, I could feel it. I'm out of the loop here. A year ago I dated Jason Fields, but that relationship only lasted a month before he felt that I was boring because I would have rather worked on a biology problem rather then go to lovers point. The truth of the matter, I wasn't willing to be just some guy's romp in the sack.
I looked over at Zan just as we got to my apartment, "You can come up and wait if you want. I shouldn't take too long." I removed my keys from my purse before unbuckling the seatbelt. My heart was hammering a mile a minute and I couldn't believe that I was going to have a guy in my apartment. Not just any guy, Zan Evans. I'd had so many different fantasies that included him. However, none of them included me being in my uniform.
Getting out of the car, I find myself trying to contain my excitement and nervousness. As I closed the car door I turned to see one of my neighbors stepping out, she was an exotic dancer over in Las Cruces and it was time for her to get to work. "Have a good night, Dorinda." I greet her with a smile.
She turns and looks my way giving a smile and I can tell the instant she sees Zan. "You too, Lizzie." She stresses it and I know what she's thinking. I can literally feel my cheeks heat up. "Watch out for Ms. Snooper. She's walking the hallways again."
I laugh and give her a nod, "Dorinda, this is Zan." Turning to look towards Zan I explain, "Dorinda is one of my neighbors. She and I always warn each other about the gossip mill in the building because often we're the topics." I try to keep the hurt I feel about that from showing as I turn to Dorinda, "Well, I'll be careful. Knock 'em dead."
Dorinda gives Zan another once over as she smiles, "Nice meeting you handsome." With a wave, Dorinda is walking away toward the car lot.
I sigh, nibbling on my lip as I turn wondering just what I should expect from Mrs. Cadwell this time. Last time she was talking to me about Dorinda's newest boyfriend. Tomorrow she'd be telling the entire building that I had a visitor. Of course, she's always saying I'm too young to always be alone. Michael was the only one that ever came to see me and the rumor mill had died down once they realized that there was nothing else between him and I other then friendship.
Now, that isn't the part that worries me now. I could care less what the women in the building think about my lack of friends or lack of a love life. Dorinda is the only one in the building that I really count as a friend. She also knows a bit about how I feel about Zan and Max, but she doesn't know their names, though I'm sure my reaction gave me away.
I smile at Zan and then turn to head up the stairs, punching in the security door code before opening the door and walking through, making certain that if Zan was coming up the door wouldn't close on him. Making my way to the apartment I realize as I start to put the keys in that my hands are shaking and end up dropping the keys before silently swearing at myself. What was I doing? I bent and picked up the keys forcing my hands to steady before I get the door open. "Home sweet home."
"Come on guys...we all know I'm not the only one drinking this stuff.....and Kyle if that doesn’t convince you Im sure I know something that might...Hmm....I wonder where Ria is..Come on, cough up.” Rath is grinning like an idiot. He goes over to Maria says some things that I try to ignore because the gross factor of this is just wrong on so many levels. He smirks walking past me. "Money later Kyle"
oh so he thinks he can just black mail me with sickening mental images every time he wants something does he! Oh this is war my friend war! I shake my head entering the back room first taking my tip money and placing it in the tip jar hopefully Liz will find it tomorrow and take it. I then proceed to make my way up stairs. As Maria said this parity is for Roswell’s elite which I am not. All the better anyway Charmed is on. I quickly put together a snack set back and turn on the tv. After that I grab the cordless phone just in case we have to call the fire department or hospital you know.
Before I know what's happening someone grabs my arm and swings me around in the most effortless act. Wow. I come face to face with the guy I've been fantacizing about all day. Rath.
"Uh uh....let someone else handle it. The masses don't want to see the Queen working with her workers. No they want to see the Queen as the life and soul of the party." He reasons with a mischevious grin. The boy is very persuasive. I'll give him that.
His strong hands make their way to my hips where they firmly plant themselves for the most provocative embrace. With a devilish smirk he continues, "And let me see...I think theres someone around here you can call the "life and soul" of the party....so Im thinking your dancing with me gorgeous"
He glides my body in time with his and I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel anything short of amazing. What is it about this guy that causes me to throw my rules out the window? I never get physcial on a first date ,and I don't even think Rath's ever been on a real date with a girl. He just goes and gropes then he's done. From what I've heard there is no bigger player around. So why am I letting myself fall into his trap?
"You know I'm not like other girls." I assure him as my arms conspire against me by wrapping around his neck drawing us closer.
"Don't think I'm not well informed of your...rather colorful reputation. I will not be played." I state hoping he gets my drift. Maria Deluca is not some easy lay. Although if he keeps touching me that way I may throw caution to the wind. After all there's a first time for everything ,and girls have needs too.
Love is not finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.Looking for a little magic?Practical Enchantment
OOC -- hope this is okay. I'm feeling a little brain-dead tonight
*Zan*
Liz is very quiet on the ride to her place, not saying much beyond giving me directions. I hope she's not feeling too tired to go to the party. I really wanted to spend some time with her tonight, and not just by helping out in the diner.
When we arrive she seems to perk up a bit, inviting me up to her place to wait. That sounds great. She talks briefly to one of her neighbors, even introducing me. I have to say this woman is quite attractive and she even seems to be flirting just a little, but I shake my head, declining, although I probably just imagined that, anyway.
We move up to her apartment and I see Liz drop her keys. She gets them herself before I have a chance to get them for her and then she opens the door.
Stepping inside, I take a look around. It's not big but it's nice. Nice furniture and very little clutter. It's all very neat. A small galley kitchen on the side, barely big enough to cook with. Almost a studio, but there is a separate bedroom, and a bathroom off the livingroom area. The whole place is probably no more than half the size of the first floor of my house, but it seems to be enough for one person.
"Nice place," I say. Her stereo looks pretty decent. I like that. I take a seat on the sofa. "Take your time, Liz. I'm not in a hurry."
(ooc: Thanks storm! )
~~~~~RATH~~~~~
We start to dance, her body in perfect sink with mine and the music. I watch her face closely. She knows she wants me. Hm... that perfect little body moving so provocatively.
"You know I'm not like other girls."
And with that she wraps her arms around my neck. God this woman is great. We move even closer and I can smell that expensive perfume of hers. You know, one of those ones that say "Look, you know how brilliant I am by the expensive perfume I have"
And its a very procative scent I can tell you.
"Don't think I'm not well informed of your...rather colorful reputation. I will not be played."
Thats the way she wants it is it? I look into her eyes. "Don't worry your highness. Firstly, don't judge people by there reputations...secondly, Kyle would kick my arse if I "played you" as you described it..."
I let my hands wander her sides. "Besides...these little people. They're like shots. One taste and its over. But you...your the Queen. Your the water. And no matter how everyone denies its important..."
I lean in.
"Its needed. And everyone needs it. And while drinking may quench there thirst....they will be back for more..." I whisper deliberately and slowly.
I take the opportunity to smell her more intensely. I swear... shes incredible.
"Could you help me out? Please."[/i]
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