Tyrone "Ty" Johnson (
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FIGHTING YOUR INNER DEMONS
Everybody has them. Some are louder than others. Some are stronger. Some are overwhelming, and sooner or later you just give up fighting. But there are other people around you who want to help you - maybe they're suffering too, either because of your inner monster or their own. Or maybe they're one of the lucky ones with demons that don't howl so much.
You can help each other. It's better than the alternative.
TURN OVER A NEW LEAF FOR YOU
Here's the thing: in the past, you've not been a nice person. Whether you were just a little nasty, you did terrible things, you were forced to be a monster, or your heart was dark to the core, it's understandable why you weren't anyone's favorite. But those days are behind you. Now, there's someone you care for, someone you want to get closer to, someone you lov-
Well, they make you want to be a better person. This desire could have been a gradual realization, or you could have suddenly decided one day to improve. In the same vein, you may want a complete overhaul, yet you could also be more realistic and try to work on one thing. Still, you know that you're the only one who can change yourself.
How is that going? It can't be easy, as old habits die hard. Do you have a supportive loved one — or someone who wants nothing to do with you, no matter how much you improve?
FIRSTS
You're in right smack in the middle of exciting times, perhaps even the peak of your life so far, and you're not alone. For you and your companion, it's all about firsts: first crush, first love, first fight, first confession, first kiss, first time, first adventure to certain death together - you know, as you do. There is a first time for everything, after all, and they say you never forget your first.
So...first?
1. First Kiss: Is there anything sweeter?
2. First Date: Are you super awkward and nervous or getting on like a house on fire?
3. First Time: A little awkward, a little exciting, always memorable. (Unless you had to get drunk to get up the nerve.)
4. First Place: Apartment in the city, or perfect white picket fenced home! Either way, better make the best of it.
5. First Pet: Dog or cat? Fish tank? Rhinoceros?
6. What is this...Love Thing?: I don't understand love. What is love, baby don't hurt me ---
7. Protected/Safe: You always feel safe with them. How can you thank them?
8. Childhood Sweethearts: You've loved them what seems like forever, ever since you were little.
9. Arguments: You jerk! Look what you've done! I never want to see you again.
10. Unlucky Friend: You lost the person of your dreams to someone else, perhaps because of their allure or perhaps because you never spoke up. What can you do now?
11. I'll Cheer You On: Always supportive, always by your side, they're the person you can count on. Why do they care so much, though?
12. Slap-Slap-Kiss: I could kill you for what you just did! I could - I could KISS YOU.
13. Confession in the Heat of the Moment: You're about to go defeat the ultimate baddie. How about confessing your feelings to the person you love? Seems legit.
14. Sudden Kiss: Kiss from nowhere! There are lots of reasons for this: to stop someone from crying, to make them be quiet, or just to explain yourself when words can't.
15. Waking Up: Fluffy, sleepy, giggly morning in bed.
2, First "Date"
The oh-so-casual question made Tandy stop dead in the middle of applying a fresh coat of soft pink lipstick in favor of meeting her mom's amused gaze in the bathroom mirror. Blinking a bit, she straightened as she felt a strange flare of panic and butterflies in the pit of her stomach.
"What?" She blinked again for good measure just to show that she was really confused by the question. "No. I'm just going out with a friend."
"Ah, right." The corners of Melissa's mouth twitched before she affected a more innocent look than before. "Is it Ty?"
This time that panic was genuine but Tandy reminded herself that her mother didn't know about her and Ty or what they got up to most nights. That Melissa had met them the night they honored the people they lost on the anniversary of their deaths. It was the night that Tandy saw that horrible vision of her father hitting her mother but she hadn't brought it up to Melissa yet. She wasn't sure if she ever would.
"Um, yeah?" She tried to go for casual again as she leaned forward to finish her lipstick. Once done, she pressed her lips together and grabbed some gloss to give it a bit of shine. "But we're just going out as friends."
Weren't they?
It was still on her mind when she snuck into the church a little while later, trying to be delicate about it because of the bag in her hand and the dress she was wearing. A white dress naturally since that seemed to be her thing these days. The fact that it was short and tight was just how the dress was made, that was it. It certainly wasn't by choice or maybe a tiny bit of hope that Ty would like it.
First, she would have to finish convincing him to come out with her. She had nearly succeeded but she knew he would need just a tiny push over the edge. So she had her best charming smile in place as she made her way to the front of the church. "Ty? Come out, come out wherever you are."
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In fact, Tyrone was a wanted fugitive even after saving the police station and the entirety of New Orleans. Tandy learned a painful truth that her father wasn't the man she'd believed him to be. She went home to stay with her mom while Tyrone remained in hiding at the church she'd been staying in, minimal contact with his parents who had kept a tight reign on him since Billy died.
Life was a sudden adjustment for the both of them since saving the 504. Connors was no longer a threat to anyone, seemingly stuck in a well deserved hell in a similar way that the Roxxon exec was who'd been responsible for ruining the Bowen name. Maybe it wasn't exactly justice but it was definitely karma. Ty had never been in so much trouble yet the war had finally stopped raging within him.
He had Tandy to thank.
She could drive him up a wall but had been there for him in the end, unlike anyone else in his life. Maybe Billy if his brother were still alive. Tyrone liked to believe that.
His heart ached for Tandy, losing that belief in her dad after the ugly memory they unintentionally discovered. The truth wasn't always what it was cracked up to be. Yet it was. Ty believed learning what she did, Tandy could finally see the hope in herself that was not because she was Nathan Bowen's daughter but because it was genuinely who she was. Whereas Tyrone accepted doing the wrong thing when they were for the right reason.
He had every intention of giving his life to save everyone, including Tandy--who he had once spoken to in anger when she talked about killing herself.
Tandy wouldn't let him. Her refusal in the end was what truly saved the 504.
They really didn't talk about their heroics. Neither did they talk about their somewhat reversed roles. Ty was glad she had been trying to find her footing with her mom. He trusted that was what Tandy had been up to, not her old tricks. Meanwhile, he practiced his power to teleport and kept himself fed. And showered. He'd been working out in the church when he could smell himself. A trip to St Sebastian's boys locker room brought him back dripping with just a towel around his waist.
"Not this again," he uttered at seeing her. Tyrone didn't believe she was up to old tricks. He knew her too well now. She was up to new ones which involved making him squirm. He might have sounded annoyed but the thick swallow he gave at seeing how she looked told the truth he hid. Tandy looked amazing. How was he supposed to say no? Apparently, he was going to try and play the irritated card.
He forced his eyes to look away and moved to get his clothes so he could get dressed rather than gape in awe at her.
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Because if she were really honest with himself, she would have gone with him. Yes, her Mother was still there but she had thought about leaving before and she hadn't been lying when she said that whatever this was with Ty was the only thing she knew at times. Yes, it was messy and they were just only learning what it meant to be a 'divine pairing' but Ty gave her solid ground to stand on. Sure, he could be a pain in the ass sticking his nose in her business at times but....she almost needed him to. She just needed him around, period.
She knew he was in protest of her idea and that he would mutter at her whole bunch when she showed up but she wasn't prepared for the sight of him in just a towel. Stopping dead at the sight of him, she opened her mouth to say something but nothing came to mind. So she pressed her lips together, trying not to look as flustered as she felt in that moment as she swallowed thickly and tried to gather her thoughts together. It wasn't like she didn't know that he was cute but she hadn't really thought about the fact that Tyrone Johnson was actually kind of hot.
Shaking her head in an attempt to snap out of it when he turned away, she looked down at the bag and reminded herself why she was there besides trying to drag him out. Conjuring up a playful smile, she made her way over to him while holding up the bag.
"Don't bother trying to find clothes." She probably shouldn't just pause right there, right? "I mean, uh, I got some clothes for you to wear tonight. To fit in."
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Yet that precedent was already set, even when she'd been mad at him. He said that he'd see her in her dreams after she threatened him to stay away out of her head. Ty hadn't said it as anything but the truth.
No matter what happened, they seemed destined to be together. That had taken the sting out of Evita not returning his calls and there being no sign of her anywhere that he knew to look. "You don't have to do this," he grumbled while still refusing to look at her again. Ty was convinced that going out was Tandy feeling sorry for him.
She was his friend and looked out for him, maybe not minding to spend time with him but that was it. He wasn't the size of a football player like the guy he'd seen her with. Liam? Who she kicked to the curb than allow him to get close. Tandy Bowen, always keeping people out. Or trying to. She couldn't do more than keep Ty at a distance.
She could take care of herself. He knew that better than anybody, probably. Maybe even more than her mother knew it. Yet that didn't stop him from looking after her, often literally looking after Tandy--using his ability to stand in shadows undetected, to make sure she was alright. There was a fine line between concerned friend and creepy stalker but it didn't seem that he'd stepped over. Ty was sure she knew when he was around.
"I can walk you home after," he offered over his shoulder while only getting out a pair of boxers and socks from his bag. There was no mention of calling her or her calling him to meet her--or even waiting outside, knowing that Tandy would recognize his habit of hiding in the shadows. The last thing Ty considered was that she'd actually want to be seen with him. And that had nothing to do with his fugitive status.
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She knew he was feeling bad about his chick disappearing but she was kind of relieved if she were honest with herself. Sure, it wasn't really fair since she had kind of liked them together but there was a part of her that was selfish enough to admit that she kind of liked having him to herself. She would never tell him that because he probably wouldn't approve but yeah, it was the truth.
She was sure that he was just keeping an eye on her to make sure she stayed out of trouble though. Dropping the bag beside him, she decided that she would take what she could get because she was sure they wouldn't hang out like this otherwise. He wouldn't really choose to spend time with her if he could have his normal life back and they didn't have to save the city, right?
"Hey, I don't mind." She told him with a genuine smile as she moved to a nearby pew where she could sit and wait. SHe liked being around him and for now she didn't mind when he did his creepy stalker thing. Mostly because she didn't view it like that. It was comforting having him nearby most of the time.
"Shouldn't I be the one walking you home?" She asked with a teasing chuckle. "Making sure you get back safe and sound?"
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The clothes had a black look to them. He finally looked up and instantly regretted it. She was smiling, an immediate smile formed on his lips that he couldn't get rid of even when Tandy teased him. The ribbing prompted him to eye-roll with a grin still to his lips. "Or we don't go anywhere and then there's nothin' for you to worry about," he returned although he'd picked up the bag and moved out of view to get dressed.
It wasn't a suit like his school uniform, dressier yet casual. Ty wouldn't ask where she got the clothes from. He didn't ask questions that he didn't want to know the answer to. Besides, she could take the question the wrong way. He didn't assume she was stealing with the money Roxxon had paid the Bowens. Yet old habits died hard. He'd been the one working out as if he were going to play ball.
"Wouldn't I just cramp your style?" he asked while exchanging a towel for underwear. A quick use of deodorant, a squirt of body spray, Ty pulled on socks then started getting on the clothes she brought. "How'd you know what size to get anyway?" They fit surprisingly good. He'd started with the pants and moved back into view while slipping on the shirt. For someone who didn't think it was a good idea, he was acting otherwise.
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He also made her feel a bit nervous like she wanted his approval at times which was a strange thing for a girl who often pretended like she didn't need those things. So she couldn't stop herself from smiling when it looked like he might approve of her choice of clothing for him and even more so when he looked up to smile at her. Or maybe it was in response to her, who knew. Either way, her smile grew before she popped one eyebrow at him and tried not to take that comment in the wrong direction.
"Yeah, but what fun is there in that?" She asked, maybe somewhat hopefully but, again, she told herself that she knew better.
Realizing then that she should look away while he changed, she twisted around on the pew while crossing her legs and turning her gaze towards the back of the church. Then she chuckled, tucking a bit of hair back from her face. "I'm good at reading people, remember? That includes figuring out sizes."
Which meant she had checked him out? Possibly?
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Close proximity hadn't ever set them off before. She had stayed close in her own way, he in his. They were inches apart at times since almost dying. He thought of touching her. A lot.
No, it never occurred to him that Tandy was checking him out. He hadn't even considered that anyone would be in danger if they made skin to skin contact in whatever place she wanted to take him to. There would be dancing. He was sure of that much. Maybe she didn't plan on doing any of that with him but planned on being his wing man. Ty stilled at the idea that she might want to be with other guys while they were out. He looked up and walked to where she was.
"We haven't... since, you know--" Why was he stammering over it? Ty had a tendency to feel awkward around her but only when she'd been flirting with him. She wasn't now. Was she? He should just button the shirt so they could get going but hesitation stopped them from progressing. "--Is this dancing or dinner?" he finally asked and peered toward her eyes. Maybe he'd assumed too much. "You look amazing."
His dark eyes remained fixed while words just seemed to tumble out of his mouth.
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"We haven't....what?" She was asking for clarification as she drew her eyes back to his face, her long lashes fluttering until he asked if this was dancing or dinner. Should she have suggested they go out and get dinner? Crap, maybe he was hungry?
Then he was telling her that she looked amazing and she blinked at him again because she wasn't really expecting that. Still, it made her smile again as she rose to her feet. "Thank you, Ty."
Standing up brought them close to one another again and she swore she could feel the energy dancing over her skin as she realized that she would barely have to reach to touch him now. So she went about it rather casually as she reached with her hands to tug at the front of his shirt, pressing her lips together as she did a couple buttons right in the middle. "You look really good too."
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His question was rhetorical. "Thanks," Ty let out a soft chuckle. Nobody would believe he was the same guy previously sulking and brooding around. Sure, he started a work out to lift his mood but it wasn't the exercise that did the trick. Tandy in a dress, determined to take him out, was all the mood stabilizer that he needed in life.
There was no helping the smile that clung to his lips as she held onto his shirt but it did demure as he attempted to speak more. "I mean, if it's dancing... we should see if we can touch without clearing out the place." He could eat but Tandy seemed like she was dress for a night out. Then again, maybe it was both.
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Deciding to gloss over it and push ahead, she looked down again as she realized that buttoning up his shirt was a rather intimate thing to do between two friends but she wasn't stopping either. She liked the warm feeling it gave her though normally it would freak her out with anyone else. "But it's the man that makes the clothes, not the other way around."
Which was her way of saying that he made the clothes look good which he did. But he was also bringing up a good point about seeing whether they could touch or not. Pausing, she looked up at him as she nearly pointed out that they were touching now except they were. Her fingers had grazed over his skin briefly a couple of times but mostly her touch lingered on his shirt, the material seemingly acting like enough of a barrier to keep their powers from going haywire. Or maybe they had beaten the haywire part by what they did at the plant.
"You're right." She commented casually while her stomach flipped with a sudden swarm of butterflies and warmth that seemed to spread everywhere. "We should touch just to be sure we can."
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“Come on... let's go over here.” He pivoted in place and led her to the area he slept at. Same place she had with some modifications that she had already seen. It was a secluded spot from where most could force entry in, giving him an ability to disappear before being spotted. His rationalization now was for Tandy to have a soft place to land if their powers sent them across the room from each other again. His clothes were black and could take a little dirt if the latter happened. He could also teleport out of harm’s way. Maybe. The chances were better with Tandy around.
He waited for her to stand in front of him, eyes following her like a hawk. “Ready?” he quietly asked, remembering when she’d taken the reigns the last time. His idea, he would take charge. Or at least try to. Ty closed his eyes without explicitly telling her to. He lowered without word or any idea if Tandy also closed her eyes this time. The good surge that he’d felt before started coming back. With breath abated, his hands moved to her sides where he’d seen hers last. Yet that wasn’t the only contact. His forehead found hers and rested against it gently.
There was one more step he considered making. What would happen if he held her close? Kissed her? He’d dreamt of it enough times. Maybe they’d dance cheek to cheek. It was a fair question, she would understand. Right?
One thing was without a doubt, Tandy Bowen could quickly put him in his place. He wouldn’t be like the guys she had in her life who took things without permission. “Too much?” he asked while his hands moved tentatively around her sides and kept his mouth inches from hers.
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Letting her hands fall away from his shirt, she moved after him like he had tugged at her to do so even though no physical connection had been made. He moved, she followed. It was that easy. She did wonder a bit about the fact that he had brought her over to his bed but she was trying not to think anything about it. Or to make any smart ass comments.
Instead, she remained focused on the task, half expecting him to reach for her hand like they had done the last time but he caught her by surprise by reaching for her sides. Or maybe it had been her hands that he was reaching for but they were already drifting back to his chest once more, hovering lightly over his shirt as he started to lean down in a way that made her heart start to race. So much so that she swore she could hear it pounding in her ears as her eyes dropped to the shape of his mouth without realizing it.
Her breath seemed to stutter as his forehead touched against hers and she could feel the swell of energy again but there was no glowing this time. She just felt incredibly warm and almost giddy as she felt his breath teasing over her lips, lending a charge to the air that she couldn't help be aware of now.
"No." She felt and sounded breathless as she finally touched her hands to his chest, letting them slide up to his shoulders as the urge took hold and she gave in. Still breathless, she tilted her head and lifted her chin to touch her lips tentatively to his. She really hoped he wouldn't hate her after that.
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Yet Ty didn't think about her past or where they were located. How could he with her lips meeting his? All he once wanted was to put an arm around her, tell Tandy that he was there for her. She had brought her hand to his face once and it felt nice before catapulting each other across the church. Her lips were soft and inviting and damn if it wasn't the best thing he ever felt in his life. The forehead touch had him a little dizzy but her kiss left him out of breath.
His body reacted faster than Ty could register what was happening. He returned her kiss greedily, needing the contact as much--if not more than he wanted it. Not until pulling Tandy close and feeling pressure of his sandwiched arousal did he jump back. He instinctively pulled over one side of the button down loosely on his frame, additionally grasping the crotch of his pants in an effort to further 'adjust' (aka conceal) what was happening.
"That--that was nice," he stammered and looked everywhere but at Tandy for a second before finally peering at her.
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But then he was touching her and she forgot those little whispers of doubt that he would see her that way. She forgot to really think at all as she pressed her lips to his, seeming to stun him for a second or two before he kissed her back.
Then it was like whoa.
She felt like she had been hit with a sledgehammer when the kiss turned greedy and he pulled her tight against him until there was no way he could hide the sudden arousal if he tried. Not that she minded as the heat seemed to flare from the center of her core and pour through her, making her knees feel weak as the rest of her jumped to a new level of awareness. One that had her starting to wrap her arms around him as she kissed him back with the same heat, the kiss going from zero to sixty in a second. Then suddenly back to zero again.
The sudden change was like whiplash, leaving her to stumble half a step before she caught herself and then proceeded to stare at him with wide eyes, her breasts rising and falling heavily as she tried to wrap her head around what had just happened. It was one of the few times he would see her momentarily speechless as she opened her mouth and then closed it again, gulping down some air.
Then, just like always, she felt a sudden flare of panic in the face of uncertainty and intimacy. Blinking, she gathered her wits around her or tried as she gave a jerky little nod. "Yeah, right. Maybe we should go? I mean, clearly we can....touch."
Yes, words were good, Tandy.
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Ty watched her cautiously while making quick work of the ensemble he wore. His experience wasn't much with the opposite sex but something told him nothing would ever compare to Tandy. Evita seemed to like him, he didn't think it was false or she had something to gain by being with him although he hadn't heard from her since saving New Orleans.
Yet she didn't have the reaction that Tandy did or make him feel the way he'd just felt. A small smile crept on his lips while grabbing Billy's hoodie. "I've got an idea," he uttered and slipped on the jacket that didn't exactly go with the ensemble. Ty would find somewhere to put it. What was the use in having a power if he couldn't use it?
"Since we can touch, let's test something else out." He held the sides of the jacket open and enveloped Tandy in it. In seconds, they were along a river not far from the French Quarter. Ty couldn't be sure where she wanted to go but that spot had to be in walking distance. "How's this?" he asked without completely loosening her.
If anyone spotted their sudden arrival then it would've been a flash right back to the church but he'd picked a spot under an overpass not far from where they first met a little over eight years ago.
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What was even more terrifying than that was how right it had felt too.
Blowing out a small breath when he turned away to grab his hoodie, she brought her hands up to smooth her hair down again and then to tug at the neckline of her top which might have inched down just a bit when he pulled her into his arms. Getting it back into place again, she looked up and looked almost wary at the mention that they should test something else but she didn't get a chance.
Suddenly she was being enveloped in his arms and in the hoodie at the same time, leaving her leaning into him as she realized what he was going to do. Or maybe 'clutching' was the better word to describe what she did as she grabbed onto his sides and pressed her face against his shoulder as he teleported them from the church.
She was still there when they 'landed' and he started to let go. Once she was sure her feet were on solid ground, she lifted her head to peek over his shoulder before taking a small step back. "Okay, whoa, warn a girl next time, Ty."
"Is that what it feels like all the time?" She asked, tipping her head back to look at him while licking her lips.
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With a slow nod, he answered what she asked. "Yeah. ...Was it bad?" His eyes lingered on hers while shrugging off the jacket one shoulder at a time. If any of her exes had half a brain, they wouldn't be exes. At least, not on their ends. Ty expected a fight if any caught sight of him with Tandy.
And he might be smaller than what he'd seen to be her type but Ty wouldn't back off or run from a fight if that's what they chose.
He let the hoodie drape over an arm then held the opposite hand out for her to take. "What are we doin'? Going to?" the question was quiet compared to the exchanges they had so far. Being along a river that wasn't quiet didn't help matters. Ty waited to see if Tandy would take his hand or if that moment had passed.
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"No." She answered in a rush and with a shake of her head as she took a small step back while he shrugged out of his hoodie. "I just wasn't really expecting it but it wasn't bad. It was actually...kind of a rush. Almost like when I make my daggers appear."
Which she had told him was like sex when it first happened.
Glancing around quickly to make sure no one had spotted them, she heard his question and answered with a small smile. "There is a small club nearby that I like to go to sometimes. Don't worry, it's not one of the ones I used to do my thing in. I would just go there for fun sometimes."
Then she noticed that he was silently offering his hand and she couldn't stop herself from smiling. Even if she had experienced a small moment of panic after their kiss, she reached for his hand without second-guessing herself and even went so far as linking their fingers together as she moved to lead him forward.
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There was a slight incline coming up from the river bank onto the main road. Ty considered scooping her up and carrying Tandy the rest of the way but didn't want to make things weirder than he already had. She seemed okay from what he could see and sense. She even linked her fingers with his and led the way.
"A club, huh?" He'd never actually been to one. He hadn't really gone to parties until first meeting Tandy--Evita, where he first met Tandy. More 'high school experience' as he put it when Tandy tossed a drink on him. Now she was going with him to have one, more than likely. "What kind of fun are we talkin' about?"
Tandy once offered him alcohol and he knew about the pills she took, yet Ty didn't automatically think that's where she was taking him. It could be a comedy club, somewhere they did karaoke (he silently prayed that wasn't the case) or somewhere they could dance and get lost in the crowd. She hadn't said.
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She felt like they would be pretty safe in the area they were in at the moment even though she considered asking him to make sure they teleport to firmer ground next time. Luckily, he was holding her hand as she picked her way up the incline without wiping out in her heels which she figured was a feat in itself.
Finally reaching the top, she paused long enough to look this way and that before leading him across the road with a smile. "Dancing. Maybe one or two drinks if you aren't against having that kind of fun. There is also a guy who shows up with a food cart about an hour before closing and he has pretty great burgers that we can grab when we're ready to go."
"Sound good?" She asked, glancing back at him to make sure.
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She kissed him. That had to mean something. Ty couldn't subdue the grin forming on his lips when he remembered it. He was holding a closed lip grin when she looked back at him. "Did I hear you right? You wanna dance with me, Tandy Bowen?" There was both teasing and mischief in the coy way he proposed the question. That was more fun to talk about than drinking, although the burgers actually sounded good.
He was enjoying the role reversal more than he probably should, trying to get her tongue tied. ...While thinking of tying their tongues again. Ty had to clear his throat. He was biting his lip as the slightest of surges passed through their joint hands. It made him laugh, a quick eruption of sound. "I think you started something back at the church," he uttered through a smirk and went back to biting his bottom lip.
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Then she caught the sight of the smile on his lips and she slowed to study him, her brows pulling together at the same time her lips curved into a curious half-smile. "What? Okay, shut up! I...just..."
Yes, he had managed to get her a little tongue tied but that was only because her mind shot to the idea of being in his arms again which stirred up the memory of kissing him. Not that the memory had been very far from her mind and suddenly she felt a little hot despite the fact that she was wearing a mini dress. She would blame it on the heavy feeling of heat and humidity in the air....and not him.
"What?" She blinked at him again. "What did I start?"
Was he talking about the kiss?
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Tandy also had the knack of pissing him off something awful. Never enough to hate her or feel anything but raging frustration. She understood him better than anyone and infuriated him with her decisions at times. It was difficult figuring out in the beginning of their eight year reunion if she was friend or foe. Her choice initially had been to make him a mark. He'd gone to her to talk after the spiritual bath, feeling a connection like never before. She filled a void left by Billy.
It had seemed to understandably devastate her to learn that her father wasn't the man she'd always thought him to be but Ty was glad to be with her at that discovery. Tandy could say there was something rotten at her core--that she was her father's daughter, and believe it with all her might. Ty wouldn't. Neither would he leave her side. She had tried to push him away once... twice? Maybe more. He tried it too, believing Evita that one of them would have to die. Whatever power there was between them seemed to think otherwise.
He glanced at their joined hands then up to her beautiful face. Tandy Bowen could make him feel damn near every emotion but there was one more than all the others; happy. Currently there was another feeling that also started with an H and ended with a Y but Ty tried not to dwell on it. Holding hands wasn't exactly helping yet he wouldn't let go. Even as she asked him what she'd started. "Like you don't know."
In usual shy fashion, Ty looked away while smiling. They couldn't get into the club fast enough. "We can talk about it inside," he uttered after a beat. He was losing his grin as they approached the club, nervousness growing about possibly being spotted. Tyrone should've known better. The guy at the door didn't ask for ID, opening it after a greeting from Tandy. It wasn't the kind of place that had a coat check but neither was Billy's hoodie anything someone would want.
He left it draped over the back of a chair so anyone thinking there was something in the pockets worth taking would quickly learn otherwise if the worn condition wasn't enough of a sign. Tandy seemed to agree with his decision, not objecting to where he set the hoodie down before walking further into the club. They wouldn't go too far from it unless she led him away. Ty trusted her implicitly. His eyes followed her with occasional glances around their surroundings.
The music was a pulsing beat and he started to move to it as they walked away from the hoodie. A little bounce with Tandy still leading him by hand. Ty couldn't find the song more fitting from what he could hear of the lyrics, unable to wind down his grin. So much for talking. He might not have gone to parties or out to club but he was definitely getting his groove on, managing to fluidly match his date. Finally keeping his eyes locked on hers again with a smile as they danced.
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It was definitely preferable to fighting which they had done their fair share of too, especially in the beginning. Oh, there were moments when they still frustrated each other. She was sure it was more on his side than hers since she was constantly doing stupid things but he seemed to take it in stride. Hell, he hadn't even really said anything to her about the time she pushed him over a railing on the second floor of a party into a fountain below. Maybe she would have to apologize for that sometime.
But he had still shown up for her even through it all and she had shown up for him when it mattered because she couldn't imagine letting him sacrifice himself. And now here they were going out for a night on the town like, well, almost like they were a couple.
It made her wonder if people would think that he was her boyfriend and she found she didn't mind the idea. The little flare of panic wasn't nearly so bad now and she was curious when he told her that they could talk about it inside. Deciding that he was right, she turned her attention ahead and strode forward. Then, as if she could sense that he was nervous, she gave his fingers a squeeze as she greeted the guy at the door. The bouncer barely looked at them while waving them inside, causing Tandy to smirk back in triumph at Ty before they plunged into the darkness of the club.
She thought again about getting a drink but the only stop they made was by a chair where he placed his hoodie. Turning around to face him, she smiled as she started moving back onto the dance floor, still holding his hand and starting to shimmy her hips to the music while he followed.
The lights flashed over them both, making her stand out a little with her white dress and blonde hair but she only had eyes for him as he started to move. There was no hiding her smile or the fact that she was impressed by the way he could move. So she slid close again, sliding one hand to one of his shoulders and her other arm looped loosely around his shoulders while she rose up to whisper in his ears. "Color me surprised. You've actually got some moves!"
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..I AM NOT WORTHY!
NO, it's ME who is not worthy!
PFFT! No, ME
NUH UH, ME!
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Agreed!
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