time the bands set ended at 11:00, Jocalyn and I had each had two more
drinks. We were sitting at the bar, still laughing about our run in with
Julissa, when the guys from the band walked up. Jocalyn nearly fell off her
chair as she jumped up to meet them.
“Oh
my god! Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god!” Jocalyn exclaimed. All four of them
had amused looks on their faces. “I’m Jocalyn, you’re biggest fan. Wow! This is
SO the best day of my life! I’m Chloe’s.....Chloe’s.”
“My
friend, she’s my friend.” I finished for her.
Jocalyn
looked over at me and smiled.
“Well
it’s nice to meet you Jocalyn. Sorry I can’t stay, but I have to get the
instruments home before they disappear like last time. It’s nice to see you
again Chloe.” Dean said.
I
smiled at him, “Yeah you too.”
“He’s
my ride, but nice to meet you.” Noah said.
Dex
walked over to us just as Noah and Dean turned to leave.
“Hey
Jocalyn, you need a ride home?” Dex asked.
She
looked at me. “Will you be okay?”
“Yeah,
I’ll see you Monday.” I said.
As
she was walking away, I heard her say to Dex “Oh my gosh! I have so much to
tell you!” I almost felt bad for the guy. He’s never gonna get a chance to
participate in any sort of a conversation with her tonight.
“Alright
dude, I’m out.” Tyler said to Jack. He looked at me and winked. “Goodnight my
love.”
“Goodnight.”
I laughed as he turned to walk away.
Jack
and I stared at each other, our lips turning up in matching shy smiles. After a
minute or two he broke the silence.
“How
are you getting home?” He asked.
“I
got here by subway but if I get there and it isn’t running anymore for the
night I can call for a cab.” I said.
He
shook his head. “No you’re not. Not by yourself at this time of the night. I’ve
got my truck. I’ll give you a ride.”
“Are
you sure?”
“Chloe
we live in the same building. It’s not like I am going out of my way or
anything.”
“Right.....Thanks.”
Of
course he was just being nice offering a ride just like any neighbor would do
right? I felt kind of silly thinking that maybe there would be another reason
as to why he wanted to give me a ride home. Then I remembered we were supposed
to have a professional relationship. But don’t some celebrities end up marrying
their publicists or managers? Not that I am a that I am trying to marry him or
anything but.....okay so now my thoughts are rambling. I attempted to casually
slide off of the barstool but all of the martinis I drank went straight to my
head and I ended up doing some sort of full body spasm where my feet got
tangled up and my arms flailed around. Not my most shining moment.
“Whoa,
are you alright there?” Jack asked without even attempting to hide the huge
grin on his face as he took ahold of my arm to steady me.
“Yeah
I think I’m good.” I said as I tried my hardest to look anywhere but at him.
“Alright,
well let’s get you home shall we?”
Jack
placed his hand in the small of my back and led me out the door. The whole time
we were walking to his truck, the only thing I could think about was how close
his hand was to my butt and how it was a shame there was no way I could move
that would cause said hand to end up on my butt.
As
Jack opened the passenger’s side door to his shiny black truck, I realized there
was no way I was easily going to get in there and I started laughing.
“What’s
so funny?” He looked confused and probably thought I was crazy.
“Um,
yeah.....you wouldn’t happen to have a ladder would you?” I asked pointing to his
truck.
Jack
started laughing as he realized what I meant.
“You
could always take a running start and jump in.” He joked.
“No
somehow I’d miss and end up under the truck.” I laughed.
“You
know although I don’t know you very well, I’d have to agree with you. Want some
help?” He asked with a smile.
“That
would be great thanks.” I said.
I
grabbed