Second Chances

Three

"I'm not crying and why do you care, your not by my side every night when I f*****g need you Jonathon, your with Jean!" Carla snapped. 

"Carla!" Jonathon cooed, desperate to cheer her up "I worked something out, our story really did have a the ups and downs of a Shakespeare or Bible story, if it were a fairy tale though, it could have been the clumsy bird boy and the icy princess or something!" He grinned and she started laughing, his quips always made her smile, like she tried to do for him and he was the one person who always could turn her emotions from sad to happy. 

"You know the only time I ever felt like a princess was when I married you!" She said nostalgically, the alcohol taking full effect and almost seeming to bring her emotions and honestly out even more than she intended as she looked at his gentle face and brushed her fingers through his beard "I will always love you, I miss you!" 

"I love you too and that's the nicest thing I have ever heard you say, I only ever felt complete when you were married to me, I wish you still were!" He replied not bothering to hold back, his own emotions also feeling the alcohol which heightened them as well as he continued staring into her eyes, they both felt like they were back in simpler times, only them mattering, not everyone that was now involved and not after all the ups and downs in between. 

"Why do you think I kept your name, I always wanted to be your wife!" Carla stated. Her blue eyes darkening as he voice went lower, then she stopped herself before she did something she wanted to, like actually kiss him "I need another drink!" She stated, breaking the stare, knowing things were getting too honest and they were edging towards a fine line she knew they shouldn't even risk crossing. 

"Me too!" Jonathon nodded, he had felt excited with Carla's sultry stare and knew too where it had seemed to be heading.

Carla stared at the whiskey bottle, feeling a little more drunker, as was Jonathon "s**t, its empty!" She sighed getting up and stumbling away. 

"Do you have anymore?" Jonathon asked. 

"Yes, I took it from your room!" She laughed and Jonathon got up following her, he sensed she was a bit wobbly and recalled all the times she had fallen over drunk in the past, as did he. 

"You are naughty Carla!" Jonathon exclaimed, playfully smacking her ass, thinking she was still his for a moment as the alcohol hit him more, their chemistry building like a match about to start a bushfire.

Carla laughed and felt a rush of excitement rush through her and spun around, wanting to kiss him and for him to take charge, but instead she stumbled and fell against him "Oh f**k!" She cackled as he held her up "Sorry Jonathon, must be these heels!" 

"Your not wearing any!" Jonathon laughed. 

"Well I thought I was!" She quibbled, never wanting to admit when she was drink or even tipsy. 

"I'm sorry!" He exclaimed, holding her, he felt responsible, worried he had ruined what they were finally rebuilding. 

"Why?" Carla asked, trying to stand steadier. 

"For you know!" Jonathon stammered. 

"What?" Carla raised her eyebrows cheekily. 

"For well, smacking your behind!" Jonathon hastily said. 

"Why? Doesn't it feel as firm anymore, you know I still have that matching tattoo you did on me, too match yours!" She smirked. 

"Really?" Jonathon laughed. 

"Yes, I can't believe how drunk I was to let you do that to me, after I thought you were such a wanker for getting yours done, then I request you to do one to me, jail style on our third wedding anniversary!" She laughed. 

"I remember that! I think it was sexy!" Jonathon smirked, tucking her hair behind her ear so he could see her face better "All our anniversaries were!" He smiled "We always did something, different of kinky!" 

"We sure did!" She laughed and locked eyes with him "Some of the things I let you do to me!" She purred and Jonathon felt shivers race through him as her voice turned low and sultry. 

"I wonder if I still could do it as good?" Jonathon laughed, trying to push away his lingering thoughts and heated memories. 

"I'm sure you could, you were always wonderful!" Carla smiled, making more direct eye contact. 

Jonathon felt himself instantly get aroused but tried to focus on other things "Does the tattoo still look good?" He asked with a gulp. 

"I don't really see my own ass much, want to see it?" She asked. 

"If you want!" Jonathon blurted out, before thinking and before he could blink, Carla started unbuttoning her jeans and let go off them, Jonathon watched them slide down her shapely legs and forming a denim puddle around her feet, grabbing his arms as she stepped out of them, the alcohol hitting her like a tidal wave. 

"Um Carla, you know I don't have X-ray vision, I can't see through your underwear!" Jonathon laughed. 

Carla suddenly felt a little surprised at herself "I was only f*****g around, I'm not really going to show you!" She laughed "My jeans were pissing me off!" She couldn't believe she was about to half undress in front of him, she still felt tingles though at the thought of doing it and the thought of Jonathon doing her again. 

"Right, obviously!" Jonathon smiled, trying to be convincing, he really thought she was going to strip off and wanted to bend her over the lounge and re-enact their anniversary sexually. 

"Now, more drinks!" Carla stated and walked away, Jonathon quickly shadowing her in case she started falling again and he couldn't help keep looking at her ass as she walked, he sensed where things were leading, the same way they always did when they drank together since getting divorced, it happened when they made two of their follow up albums with the band, several times when they made the albums and then more times on tour, everywhere on tour, it seemed to be leading that way but neither of them wanted to stop it.

So the night continued on as both made small talk about alcohol, shared a cigarette and then a joint after downing the near empty remnants of one bottle and she found another bottle and poured a glass full for each of them, enjoying the alcohol effects mixed with Jonathon's company. In a blur they were both back on the couch "I'm glad now!" Carla smiled at Jonathon resting her head on his shoulder, feeling clingy.

"Why so?" He asked, sliding his arm behind her back. 

"Because I'm spending time with you!" She stated and then pulled back, Jonathon quickly looked at her to see what she was doing. She smiled warmly and rested her hand on his softly singing "When I'm with you, it all feels right, every day, every morning, every night!"

Jonathon smiled and heard the love in her voice, he knew deep down a lot of her songs were written about him and when he heard them, they made him sad, because he knew she was hurting when she sang them, he knew how he had made her life hell after she ended things with him, but he only stalked her room every night because he loved her so much and knew he would always be infatuated by her and there she was, singing directly to him "I know its alright when I'm with you too miss beautiful voice!" Jonathon smiled, cupping her face and running his finger across her cheek "I love you!" Jonathon stated firmly and passionately. 

"I love you too Jonathonny!" Carla smiled drinking in the feeling of his gentle hand and before either realized, they had locked lips and started kissing, Carla climbed onto Jonathon's lap and slung her arms over his shoulders, he wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her closer and their tongues started dancing together and they continued snogging heatedly like it was their wedding night again and somehow managing to still hold their glasses of whiskey, when the kiss broke they both stared at one another, looking wild eyed and flushed "Take me to bed, I need you!" Carla stated in a whisper, not thinking of anything except needing to be with him again and feel him all over her and inside of her again, she worried he would reject her as he stared at her.