Say Ah

Chapter 20: Rambo gone romantic

Third person-

Christopher felt very safe and well taken care of in Alison’s apartment although it was very small in comparison to his own living room back at his large house which he shared with his mother because of how protective he was of his very small family.

But this was now in danger because of the potential visit with now rival who isn’t to be named yet.

He had a thought in mind but this would mean seeing Alison a lot more which was 'damn good' in his words but she was the one to practically decide the fate of his company and possibly his family given her answer and if that plan would be needed.

But a question like this could wait until after the conversations with Jose and the rest of his people.

**

Alison, on the other hand was thinking about her best friend who she currently has no idea of her location and it really bugged her. She needed to call her.

She headed towards her room to get her phone to call Jhene.

"I’ll be right back, you can help yourself to some coffee ok?"

"Ok doc" he shouted back.

When she arrived in her room she immediately picked up her phone to call her best friend.

It rang with no answer only her voicemail.

"Jhene please call me or text me when you get this I’m getting worried although this isn’t the first this has happened. Just please call" she spoke into the phone to Jhenes voice mail message for the third time.

But she tried again anyway.

**

Christopher, out of boredom, got up and went to Alisons Cd and dvd stacks again.

He thought of putting in Rambo first blood, the first movie he saw. He got up, looked for the Rambo series and put in first blood.

While he waited, he sat and watched for a while, it was getting good and so he thought of getting snacks, he stood to find Alison looking at him and scolding mentally.

"Not a Rambo fan?" He asked innocently.

**

Alison Pov-

"Of course I’m a Rambo fan, but I’m not a people-who-goes-through-my-movies kind of gal" I walked towards the kitchen.

"Ok, I’m sorry about that, but they were right there, I didn’t dig through anything to get it so I didn’t 'go through' as you put it" He made a face like he just won a court case.

I thought about it, what the heck, I was too tired to debate.

"Fine, I’m bored anyway so I’ll get snacks, you can’t watch Rambo without snacks" I said.

"Yes!" Christopher fist pumped the air.

"Any wine to go with the snacks m'lady?" He asked in a posh British accent which was too damn sexy to resist.

"Sure, top cupboard" I said then remembered the last time I drank wine, his wine.

I turned around but was too late. He was already posing with the bottle of Noble Steed wine in his hand.

"A big fan I see" He smirked, looking at the bottle as if it was his first viewing it.

"I bought your wine, big deal", I rolled my eyes continued the task at hand.

"Yes, that’s right, unless you have it in... " he started counting.

"...three different flavours" he smirked once more "Now what do you call that, Alison?" He folded his muscled arms that were a bit huge for the shirt and leaned back on the counter with that damn smirk.

"I like your wine, shoot me,"

"Oh, but then I won’t be able to see your cute little pout anymore"

I don’t pout! I’m a grown ass woman.

"Just get the wine, just know it was before I even knew anything about you"

I heard him chuckle behind me.

**

We hardly watched the movie, we spent most of the time in the kitchen talking about our own life experiences and childhood years while of course drinking delicious wine. Christopher told me how all his childhood life he had always wanted to be a nascar driver, then had explained to me about his father how he abandoned him and his mother and how they grew up then over time met Jose and started the winery.

He also told me about a past business partner who ripped him off and almost destroyed all of his work.

"..and that son of a b***h wants to come back and ruin my life after he almost did before" He finished the story I noticed the way he behaved when he was upset by knocking his knuckles on the furniture.

"Mind I ask his name? You know just in case something comes up"

He smiled "Ok Sherlock, his name is Dane, I would give you a last name but it was bogus when I checked him out thoroughly, heck, I’m not even sure that his first name is Dane either" He chuckled dryly.

I got instant goose bumps, it couldn’t be the same Dane I know and hate. He was studying to be a doctor he could never know anything about the business world. Unless I really didn’t know him at all.

But Christopher did say he wasn’t even sure of the first name.

"Alison? Is something wrong?" Christopher asked confused.

"Oh, nothing, just realized the movie is finished" I said. Looking at the tv in the living room.

"Would you look at that?" He chuckled. "Good movie" He winked.

I smiled back. s**t.

We moved towards the living room and I turned off the tv.

"I better hit the hay I have a lot that’s gonna go down tomorrow" he said.

"Yeah me too, I have work" I said but didn’t move.

There was silence between us.

He broke it "Goodnight Alison"

"Goodnight Christopher..."

He then leaned forward slowly then kissed me on my cheek. I didn’t move, but my heart was beating excitedly.

He took it as a sign and didn’t move back but planted another on the corner of my lips. I had the same reaction. Which was none. Then he found his target, he slowly moved his lips on mine.

“Is this ok?” he asked softly, I nodded then closed my eyes and slowly brought my hand to his arm and felt the soft curvature of his muscles. His tongue made its way to my bottom lip asking me for entrance and I made way for our tongues to dance with each other, his hands snaked their way to my waist and pulled me closer into his warm body.

"Ruff!" Randy barked. Damn dog!

We pulled apart breathless. With our foreheads against each other for support.

Christopher smiled "Now what do you say about that date?"

"I’ll keep it in mind" I said then pulled away. "Goodnight Christopher" I said.

"Good night Alison" he replied.