Thread: Beautiful Disaster (Soul &+& Vita

Riding on the back of a motorcycle invigorating, thrilling, different, and yet slightly terrifying . Okay, maybe not terrifying persay, but Jai did make sure to keep her arms locked as firmly around him as possible, and any time she felt herself slide even a quarter inch along the back of the bike, she made sure to scoot up and press herself against his back. Overall, the ride wasn't so bad though, and he wasn't a bad driver in the slightest- nor was he an uncomfortable person to be close to, something that definitely made it one hell of a lot easier for her to be able to handle. She couldn't deny how eternally grateful she was for solid ground once the ride was over though, despite the fact that her legs felt a bit like jelly when she first climbed off of the back of his bike, and standing was made even more of a trial considering the fact that she was wearing high-heeled shoes. Yeah, you did say you'd get me home alright, she lamented in reply with a gentle smile. And unscathed to boot! I've gotta hand it to you- you are definitely a good driver. I really can't thank you enough. She paused a moment then, considering his next set of words with gentle thought as she produced her keys from her front jeans pocket, and she laughed softly when he commented on how tolerable of a passenger she had been. I'm glad you think so! Honestly, the ride really wasn't so bad a little nerve-wracking at some points but kind of fun overall. And, in terms of that reward I owe you... how about you come inside and unwind a little? I've got coffee and I've got alcohol, and the most comfortable couch on the planet. The offer was followed up with an inviting, yet gentle smile, and she didn't wait for a reply before she went ahead and started for the front door of the apartment complex. It was nearing the end of August, and thus the end of the summer season in the run-down city of Flora in which they resided, so the nights were starting to get cooler while the days were as warm and humid as ever, but the maintenance guys that managed the central air systems hadn't changed the settings of the building yet, so the moment that they walked through the front door, they were met with icy cold air. Any other night Jai would have been fine with it, indifferent, but she'd felt as if the warmth and life in her body had completely vanished from existence the moment she had seen that guy's eyes and heard his voice. The memory caused her to shudder, and subconsciously she quickened her pace as they started up the stairs and towards the third floor where her apartment was. It wasn't overly fancy or expensive, but it was tasteful and comfortable. The color scheme consisted of soft browns and baby blues, those being two of her favorite colors. The living room furniture was leather and anything with wood grain was cherry-wood. In her bedroom, she had a full sized oak dresser with matching vanity and bed-frame, and the bed itself was queen sized with a tempurpedic memory foam mattress, extra soft. The kitchen had been something she'd had no control over the design of or time to redesign, but the granite counter-tops and beech-wood cabinets with stainless steel appliances was nice enough that she couldn't complain, especially not with the island bar counter roomy enough to seat up to five people on stools. The light fragrance of honey and vanilla that floated into her nose when Ash let her inside caused her nerves to all but turn to jell-o with the amount of calm it brought out in her. Oh to be home, where she knew that she was safe and no one could get to her that wasn't expressly invited. Home, the one place she knew she could be entirely herself, with no fronts and no barriers and no walls, and not a single person to ruin that for her. Home... where she was often alone, and incredibly lonely, secretly longing for the company of a single person that had some mystical way of making a bad day turn around with nothing more than a simple smile. Leaning down in the darkness, Jaime unfastened the straps of her pumps and slid them off, allowing her bare feet to sink into the soft white carpet on the floor beneath her. Normally she wouldn't have bothered flicking on the lights, as she knew the layout of her apartment like the lines of her palms and there was just enough light entering through the window of the sliding glass door in the back of the room, that led to a small balcony overlooking the city, for her to make out the interior of the living room. But given the fact she had a guest over that had never been there before, she turned on the lights anyway. Any other time, she'd have shrugged out of her work clothes and been clad in none but her underwear and bra by the time she got to the couch, but with the company of Nathaniel there she knew better that, and given the night and day she'd had, having clothes on or off wasn't really going to affect her ability to relax. So instead, she heaved a soft sigh of relief and turned to look up at him, waiting for him to step inside before she closed the front door, taking the time to fasten a set of eight different locks. So, she asked softly, what'll it be? Coffee or booze?