I peered over at Brielle through my shades as she tried to be subtle about looking at me.  I chuckled softly to myself as the dude who was chatting her up had no clue he was being ignored.  She was killing me in that red strappy bikini.  She was so damned beautiful.  My eyes slid over her perfect tits down her flat stomach to the tiny triangle between her legs, and I could feel my dick growing.  I ripped my eyes away.  Fuck!  I closed my eyes and let the sun wash over me, willing my hard-on away.  Every time I saw her she turned me on even more than the first day I met her.

 

When she walked into the restaurant with her mom that first night I was blown away not only by how stunning she was, but also by how beautiful her mom was.  I snorted to myself as I watched them come in looking like a pair of bona fide gold diggers.  They could have passed for sisters and I immediately saw why my dad was so smitten.  I also knew their type; dressed to the nines looking sexy as hell, leaving a vulnerable man helpless.  I was surprised my dad fell for it.  I knew he was lonely, but I didn’t think he was stupid. 

 

Instead of saying something I decided to keep my mouth shut thinking it would be a good lesson for my dad to learn if she used him.  He wasn’t really there for me growing up, so why should I be there for him?  I couldn’t wait for the night to be over so I could get back to training.

 

Dad introduced us and as soon as Brielle looked at me my penis twitched.  I was so shocked I actually stood there for a minute, speechless, trying to decide if it had really happened.  She shook my hand and it twitched again as her buttery soft hand rested in mine.  My world had just been turned upside down.  Before I could even process what was happening her mom slipped in between us, causing Brielle’s hand to fall out of mine.

 

"Declan, it is so nice to finally meet you!"

 

Brielle's mom was all smiles as she pulled me in for a hug.  I didn't want to be rude so I smiled. I'm not that much of an asshole that I don't have manners.  She smelled really nice and I appreciated a gorgeous woman, no matter what the circumstances were.

 

"It is nice to meet you as well, Ms. Peterson."

 

She gently laid her hand on my arm and flashed me that beautiful smile again.

 

"Oh sweetie, please call me Valerie."

 

She was definitely a charmer and I could see how my dad became smitten so quickly.  There was something about her that made me feel instantly at ease.

 

My eyes slid over to Brielle and I quickly looked her over and then looked away. I couldn't let her or our parents see that I wanted to devour her.

 

"My father has had nothing but nice things to say about you ladies so it is nice to finally put faces with names."

 

Just then the hostess came over to seat us. Brielle sat across from me and my dad was next to me.

 

I could tell that Valerie wanted to impress my dad by showing interest in my life, so I acted nice and played along.

 

"So your father tells me that you are into mixed martial arts, and he tells me that you are very good.  How long have you been doing that?"

 

I put on my sexiest smile and looked across at Brielle expecting to see her waiting eagerly to hear my story. That is what happened with most chicks. They couldn't get enough of me.  Instead of those beautiful green eyes eagerly staring back at me, she was busy on her phone looking less than interested and it turned me on.  She was a challenge and I never backed down from one.

 

Valerie must have seen the puzzled look on my face because she glanced at Brielle and pursed her lips. 

 

"Brielle, you are being rude. Put your phone away."

 

Brielle frowned and muttered a quick apology.

 

Valerie looked at me and smiled.

 

"Okay, you were saying?"

 

"I have been fighting for about four years, got started right after the Navy.  So it's been pretty great."

 

"Oh, you were in the Navy?”

 

“Yes ma’am, a SEAL.”

 

She looked genuinely impressed.  “Oh wow!  Why are you not still doing that?  Did you retire early?”

 

“Yes ma’am, I did.”  My tone was short and I hoped she got the message that I didn’t want to get into my Navy life.

 

“Well, thank you for your service.  So MMA was your next step?  Don't you get hurt doing that?"  Valerie looked worried.

 

I think my heart stopped for a second as I looked into Brielle's gorgeous eyes.  Was that concern I saw?

 

"Sometimes but not too bad because I haven't lost a fight in a long time."

 

"Really? From the little I know about that sport it's pretty bloody."

 

"It can be.  The Navy trained me pretty well and I have an incredible trainer.  The loser is the one who sheds the most blood, and that hasn't been me for about two years."

 

"Wow. Impressive."  Brielle finally spoke.

 

That definitely was sarcasm I heard.  My heart beat a little faster as I realized she wasn't falling all over me. I was not used to a chick acting like that and the less impressed she seemed by me, the more I wanted her.  She was feisty and I liked it.

 

I looked across at her and our eyes caught, held and stayed.

 

"What do you do, Brielle?"

 

She gave me a sly smile as those sexy green eyes sparkled at me and I could see that she knew she had piqued my interest in her.  She was sexy as hell.  I kept telling myself before the night was over she would be dreaming of the night she could scream my name.

 

"I am a senior in college, so I will be graduating soon."

 

Mmmm.  Fresh meat.

 

"Oh yeah, good for you. Any idea what you're doing after school?"

 

"I eventually want to open my own interior design studio, and I am interning with an interior designer downtown."

 

"Brielle is very talented, she has a beautiful eye for interior design."  Valerie was practically beaming but when I glanced over at Brielle I could have sworn I saw a scowl on her face. There's definitely a story there.

 

"I'm sure she does." I smiled as I held Brielle's gaze. Was she blushing?  Good.