Cameron
I couldn’t believe her. She was playing me the whole time. As I looked at her and shook my head, she flashed me that smile. A smile like the one I saw in the picture of her and her father. A happy smile. The band announced that they wanted everyone on the dance floor to shake it to Luke Bryan’s “Country Girl (Shake it for Me)” line dance. I turned to Sierra, grabbed her hand, and led her to the dance floor.
“Oh my God, no!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know how to do it.”
“Just follow me.” I smiled.
My brothers and sisters howled as they ran to the dance floor and the music began to play. We started the line dance and Sierra watched me intently, trying to follow the dance moves.
“I thought you don’t dance,” she said.
“I’m more comfortable in my own element. Besides, I ballroom dance, don’t I?”
She was moving with us, stumbling a few times, but keeping up. She was shaking her ass, and what a fine ass it was in that short skirt. She didn’t take her eyes off me and the smile never left her face. It was happening. She was opening up to the other side of life. When the music stopped, she grabbed my hand and led me outside the bar.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“It’s really hot in there. I just needed some fresh air.”
We took a seat at a wooden picnic table that sat next to the bar. The parking lot was full and people were still coming. I sat across from her and stared at her as she tried to catch her breath.
“You did good on the dance floor.”
“Thanks. It was fun.” She smiled.
“You never told me you could play pool.” I smirked.
“I didn’t know that I should have. Is it just something a girl tells a guy out of the clear blue? ‘Hey, guess what? I can play pool and I can probably kick your ass at it.’”
I chuckled as I pulled my phone from my pocket. “Do you want a drink?” I asked.
“Yeah. I’ll have a beer.” She smiled.
I smiled back and sent a text message to Mark, asking him to bring us out two bottles of beer.
“So, where did you learn to play pool like that?”
She looked down at the table as she ran her finger across the rough wood. “My dad taught me. Pool was his way to unwind after a long and stressful day at the office. He’d come home, ask me if I did my homework, and then take me downstairs to play. Sometimes, he’d have a group of friends over and he’d show off what he taught me. He used to say, ‘Sierra, you are the pool cue and the ball is your life. Once you have both lined up with precision, you hit hard in the direction you want to roll.’”
“Wow. He sounds like he was a great father.”
“He was and I wouldn’t be where I am today if it wasn’t for him. I miss him so much.”
My heart ached for her. I could tell that her relationship with her father was nothing like the one she had with her mother. I reached across the table and placed my fingers on hers. She looked up at me and smiled softly.
“I think I drank too much,” she spoke.
“Would you like to go back to my house?”
“No. I want to go to a fucking hotel where we can fuck all night long without your family around.”
She already had me rock hard and I was more than committed to making her wish come true.
“I think I can arrange that. But first, we need to go back to my house and get our things for our hike tomorrow.”
“Then let’s go.” She flashed a smile.
We got up from the picnic table and walked inside the bar. I had to let everyone know we were leaving in case they needed a ride back. Mark and Jaden said they all could catch a ride with Kelly and Jeff. We climbed in the car and drove back to the house.
“What hotel are we staying at?” Sierra asked as she turned on the radio.
“You’ll see. I’m just hoping they have a room for us.”
“What kind of hotel is it?” she asked with concern.
“You’ll see.” I turned to her and smiled.
We pulled up to the house and I could see from the driveway that my parents were sitting in the living room. Sierra got out of the car and we walked into the house. Or should I say, she stumbled into the house.
“Hello, you two,” my mom said as she gave Savannah her bottle.
“Hey, Mom. Sierra and I are going to grab a couple things and get a couple rooms at the bed and breakfast. I want to get on the trails early tomorrow.”
“Have fun, you two.”
I went to my room and gathered what I needed and then I walked to Sierra’s room to find her sleeping on the bed.
“Sierra, wake up!” I said as I gently shook her.
“I’m not sleeping. I’m just trying to make the room stop spinning.”
I chuckled and shook my head. “I’ll run downstairs and make you a coffee to go. Get your stuff ready. We have to leave.”
A few moments later, Sierra walked into the kitchen. I took her bag and handed her a cup of coffee. We walked out the door and drove off to the place where I prayed they had a room available.