Jackie<br/>With Rusty in his room<br/><br/>Jackie laughed at Rusty, as she could tell he was already deep in the bottle. “Auzzie or not, it’s some pow’aful stuff. Its in da freezer right now. I’s was scared it wouldn’t make da trip in all dia heat and all.” It was the first thing she unpacked when she first moved in. Two large milk jugs of what looked to be water sat in the back of the freezer with her name written on it in red sharpie. She smiled at him as he explained about his own impulses. “Das good da you haven’t run into trouble, yet,” she winked and laughed again. He took her breath away when he reached out and took her hand and admitted that he needed someone to go with too. “Den it’s a date.”<br/><br/>She was caught in her own question as her drunken mind races for a question to ask him, other then the original one she was going to ask. She couldn’t think straight with him touching her. His hands were smooth and strong around her own small ones. She could imagine his hands roaming everywhere and that oh so cute mouth as well. STOP! Her mind yelled but she paid no mind to it as he asked again what she wanted to ask. She knew she had to get out of there, she was drunk and so was he and the way her body was pulling towards his make all her common sense seem so far away. She bit her lower lip between her teeth and let out a soft sigh. “Do you’s like me?” She figured she would start slow, just to make sure things wouldn’t be awkward if she was wrong about how he felt. She gave him a few minutes to respond then slowly closed his laptop and set it to the side on the side table. She then moved over till she was straddling his lap and asked again. “Do you’s, like me?” She could feel her cheeks growing the same shade of red as her hair but never took her eyes off of his. Her fingers itches to touch his bare chest, but she held her breath waiting for his answer before she made any bold moves toward him.<br/>