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“If you even try to talk to my friend again let alone touch her, I swear I will pull the knife out of my bra and shove it so far up your ass I’ll be able to see it out your mouth.”
Jake’s shocked to hear something like that come out of such a beautiful mouth. He’s sure as shit glad it wasn’t directed at him though. He doesn’t know the woman who just said it, but you didn’t look like you were kidding around. Jake’s been very impressed by the way you’re staring down the man you threatened in front of you even though you looks almost a foot shorter than him. You’re refusing to back down. Good for you. He’s proud of you.
“Whatever, she’s a bitch anyways,” the man grunts out before turning and walking away, making sure to run into your shoulder as he walked by.
The feisty little lady that Jake’s been watching put both middle fingers up at him and yells, “I’m sorry about your small penis!” then you turned and pulled your friend into a tight hug. Jake nearly chokes on his beer trying not to laugh at the penis comment.
Jake had been assessing the situation from his seat at the bar, in case he was needed of course. His mama would pitch a fit if she found out he had watched that man hurt one of those girls while he did nothing about it and he’s nothing if not the good southern gentleman his mama raised him to be. If you two had needed saved from that man then Jake would have been the first in line to step in but he clearly wasn’t needed at all. The girl with the knife had it all under control.
Jake was watching the scene unfold from the corner of his eye. Didn’t want to get caught watching the drama, which he was only watching in case back up was needed, definitely not because he wanted to hear all the smart remarks coming from your mouth. Jake’s always been drawn to women like you. The sassier the better. He likes a challenge. And yeah he knows all about that ‘you’re attracted to women who remind you of your mama’ shit and he knows his mama is a bit on the sassier side but he’s pretty sure that you could whoop his mama even on a good day.
And maybe it’s less being attracted to women like his mother and more he watched his parent’s relationship and he wants to emulate that for his own future. He watched as his father helped his mother through hard times, making sure to never put out her fire, just to dim it when needed (Mostly for safety reasons). He watched his mother put up with the fire in his father which rarely came out. He watched his father soothe his mother’s worries. He watched his mother drop everything for his father when he needed help. With that kind of an example why wouldn’t Jake want something like that?
Not that Jake was actively looking for anything right now. Jake was busy as hell at The Naval Academy. He had another year to go after this one and then off to Pensacola he goes.
He had come out tonight with a couple of his buddies. They had an overnight weekend leave so they thought going out drinking was the best way to spend their time. Jake had only been at the bar to grab the next round of drinks for them all before the whole show happened and there was no way he was going back to his buddies before he knew the two girls were safe and sound.
When Jake calls the bartender over for another round he asked if he could put the feisty girl and her friend’s next drinks on his tab, which the bartender was happy to do and then got him the drinks Jake had asked for. Jake thanks him and heads back to his friends who were playing pool.
“What took you so long?” Ryker asks.
Jake shrugs, “Some guy was being an asshole to some women and I didn’t want to walk away until I knew he was gone.”
Charlie chuckles, “You wanted to be their knight in shining armor?”
Jake shakes his head, “Didn’t need to be. The one told him she was going to shove her knife up his ass so he ran away.”
Charlie and Ryker both laugh at that then went back to their game. Jake only half pays attention to his friends, instead choosing to lean against the nearest wall and drink his beer while he surveys the bar. He liked to keep an eye on things wherever he is. Always assessing his surroundings.
He thought Charlie had come to stand beside him but ended up being really confused when he saw Charlie step up to the pool table to take his turn to shoot. Jake quickly glances beside him and shouts in surprise, “The fuck did you come from?!”
“Over there,” you, the feisty woman from earlier, say as you point to the table your friend was still sitting at.
“Jesus Christ woman, announce yourself better next time,” he says with a huff.
You grin, “Naw, this was way too funny for me to announce myself. Think I’ll keep doing it.”
Jake rolls his eyes, “Glad I could be your entertainment for the evening.”
“Glad I could be yours earlier,” you say with a laugh.
“What are you talking about? I was very subtle about that. How’d you even know?” Jake asks.
“You mean the subtle way you blatantly kept turning slightly and watching? Real subtle.”
“I just wanted to make sure he didn’t do anything,” Jake says with a shrug.
You reach up from the bottom of your shirt and shift around a bit before pulling a pocket knife out and flicking open the blade, “I had it under control.”
Jake snorts a laugh, “You’re not holding it right. You’re gonna hurt yourself.”
“How am I supposed to hold it then?”
Jake takes the knife from you and shows you how to hold it before gently handing it back with the handle facing you.
You try, “Like this?”
Jake nods, “Better. The other way, if something accidentally caught on the closing mechanism you were going to chop off your finger tips.”
You make a face, “Ouch. Thanks for that.”
Jake nods at you.
“You know neither of us needed a man to buy us a drink…” you trail off.
“I can’t imagine you needing a man to do anything for you.”
“Except apparently show me how to hold a knife,” you say with a laugh.
Jake laughs too, “Yeah, except that. But now you’re all set. No need for a man. You’ve achieved greatness.”
You roll your eyes at his antics, “You’re ridiculous, you know that?”
Jake nods, “Part of my charm?”
“Is that what you are? Charming?”
Jake grins, “When I want to be.”
“Oh yeah? And right now you want to be?” You say with a smile.
“Maybe, check back in with me in like ten minutes and I’ll let you know,” he says with a shrug which makes you laugh.
“So, what’s a girl have to do to make you want to be charming towards her?”
“Helps if they’re cute.”
“Okay, check that one off the list,” you say with a grin. “I am very well known for being cute.”
“How do you know that? Did you put out a survey?” Jake asks crossing his arms while raising an eyebrow.
You nod, “I did. Went door to door with a clipboard and everything.”
Jake chuckles, “Well I can’t argue with data.”
“No you can’t. So, what else?”
“Big fan of attitudes.”
You grin, “I’m two for two. Look at me go.”
“You don’t say,” Jake says with a wink.
“Is there anything else or are you about to charm the pants off me?” You ask with a giggle.
Jake moved to stand in front of you then held out his hand to you. You gave him a funny look. He nodded towards his hand while looking at you expectantly so finally you put your hand in his. He gently closed his hand around your’s before sharply pulling you towards him so you were pulled against his chest then wraps his other arm around your waist, still keeping your hand in his. He starts to gently sway to the music that both of you can just barely hear. He bends his head so his mouth is near your ear and starts to hum along. The two of you stay like that for a minute or two and then the song changes and Jake slowly dips you then stands you both back up and pulls away from you.
“How was that?” He asks while grinning, knowing full well that he did good.
“Yep, yeah, I would say you’ve sufficiently charmed the pants off me. Good job,” you say while you feel your face heat up.
Jake chuckles.
You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket and you pull it out, “Well shoot. My friend is ready to go home and I’m her ride.”
Jake nods, “Well I did my job so I guess you’re free to go.”
You go to your phone contacts and hit new contact and hand Jake your phone, “But that was just once. Definitely not enough data to back up your claims. Should probably do it again.”
Jake laughs and enters his number under ‘Prince Charming’ and hands you back your phone, “Hope to hear from you soon, darlin’.”
“I’m sure you will. Bye Jake,” you give him a little wave and he smiles and waves back. You head off to the table you left your friend at.
Jake turns back towards his buddies.
“Knife girl?” Ryker asks.
Jake nods and glances towards the direction you went off to and sees that you’re walking out the door, “Pretty sure I’m gonna marry her.”
Later as Jake’s laying in bed scrolling on his phone he gets a text that says, “Are you data? Because the only pattern I recognize is how hot you are.”