Chris
“Stacy just text. Says she isn’t feeling too well and is going to leave.”
I kind of smiled to myself, telling Keenan that I hoped she felt better soon. “I am sure she will be fine, but she certainly didn’t look well, did she?”
He gave me a meaningful look and I didn’t return it. I wasn’t going to discuss this with Keenan and certainly not in front of Ronald. Ronald made a comment about Ashlyn and the peculiar way she looked at things. I was relieved to get the subject off of the woman that just jetted out of here in such a way. I know that it was my fault, but I didn’t feel the guilt like I should have. I didn’t feel anything but a slight amusement.
Stacy had responded to me in the most beautiful way and I was dying to taste her juices on my finger. I just hadn’t found a way to do so, but I was going to as soon as I could.
“No, she did look a little flushed. I find this hotel a little on the warm side. Maybe she just got a little overheated.” It would explain the flush in her face that I had seen before she ran off.
“I suppose. I will call later and make sure that she is okay. Ashlyn would have my head if anything happened to her niece on my watch.”
“Lovely girl.”
I seconded the sentiment of Ronald, but Keenan didn’t comment one way or another. Like he said, he truly didn’t have eyes for anyone else but his wife.
“She is quite lovely.”
Keenan shot me a look and I just took the pose of a man that was innocent, even though the hard on under the table would have told otherwise. I was even surer than I was before. I had to have that woman, one way or another.
***
I couldn’t wait to see Stacy again, so I finally just weaseled her for information to find her address from Keenan. He didn’t want to, but I already had what I needed by the time he had figured out what it was that I wanted. I had been warned about her again, but I think he knew that it wasn’t going to happen. There was no way that I was going to give up. I couldn’t. She had done something to me that I didn’t really understand, but it was impossible to deny. Stacy had changed me.
Nervous to be standing in front of her door, I waited a few moments to let my heart calm down so that I could think properly. For all of the time that I had waited for this, I still wasn’t sure what I was doing here. Stacy made it clear that she wasn’t interested. I should respect it, but that meant that I would have to give her up. I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t even get her out of my mind enough to think that was possible.
So I knocked and waited. The parking lot had several cars in it and I couldn’t quite remember what kind of car she had. There were no windows in the front, so all I had to look at was a door with a small hole in it. Was she on the other side of it, looking out at me?
If she was, Stacy didn’t answer. I was so sure that this would be it. It was hard for me to leave because it felt like a defeat. There was a moment I thought about staying for a while and waiting for her, but I didn’t want to feel like a stalker either. After what had happened today, I thought that Stacy would feel differently about everything. I know that I certainly did and I didn’t understand why she wasn’t as bothered by our encounters as I was. I had never had a woman be so blasé about out intimate time together. It was one thing that I had always excelled in. Stacy was killing my confidence.
Finally I just left and drove back home, taking the long way to give myself time to think. I wasn’t sure why she didn’t want to be with me, but I knew what her excuse was. She said that we had no future and maybe she was right, but at the same time she could be wrong as well.
With the information I was given, I was also provided with a couple of phone numbers for her. The first one didn’t yield anything and the second one got me a voicemail. I hung up before I could leave a message, not sure what to say and irritated to no end that I didn’t have the guts to say it.
I needed some courage and to hell with what Ronald says, I needed a drink. I need to forget about the raven-haired vixen with the purple eyes and the curves for days. She was taking over my thoughts and my whole life. I needed some way to stop thinking about her, just for a while. I didn’t like to admit it to myself, but a woman had finally gotten to me and I hadn’t even seen it coming.
The closest bar was a small one that I had never heard of before. I thought I was going in for a drink, but I was quickly changing my mind about everything. Someone was there that I hadn’t expected, though I remembered vaguely Stacy telling me that she worked at a bar. I hadn’t figured it would be one quite like this.
“Well small world, isn’t it?”
She was not happy to see me and I knew from the expression on her face that she thought I was following her. I wasn’t of course, it was a coincident this time, but considering the one I had created a little while ago and then took full advantage of, I could see why she was a little hesitant to see the truth.
“I swear I had no idea you worked here.” I wasn’t about to tell her that I had just came from her house.
“So you just happened to come into this bar, on this street, miles away from where you live?”
“Well when you put it like that.”
“Stacy, who is your friend? He is yummy. Is this who you have been holding out for?”
A brunette was smiling my way and she was passably cute, but I wasn’t here for her. I didn’t have eyes for her, but for her friend. Holding out?
“Angie shut up. He is just a customer. Why don’t you go ahead and get him something to drink while I go into the back for some more limes to cut?”
Angie nodded her head at Stacy and I don’t know why, but even I would have listened and done what she said. Stacy had an air about her in this place, or maybe it was because I was here, because of what I had done to her in the restaurant. I hadn’t thought to do it, it wasn’t premeditated, but it was enjoyed thoroughly with every fiber of my being.
“What can I get for you honey?”
“A beer and a bottle of tequila. It is going to be a long night.”
Angie smiled at me and told me that when I was done with Stacy, she got off at two. There was no temptation, even though before there maybe would have been. I had my blinders on, only seeing a small tunnel of light that ended with Stacy.
It was a while until Stacy came out and I was still where she had left me.
“What are you doing here Chris?”
I held up the bottle and showed her my glass. “Would you like some?”
“No thanks. I don’t really drink.”
“But you work at a bar.”
Stacy shrugged and I just took her in. She was wearing tight jeans that made her ass look incredible and a short T shirt that was tied in the front. It was a very different get-up than what she was wearing today, talking to some of the richest men in the country over amazing food. How could she go so easily from one world to the other?
“Yes, I do work at a bar. You are very adept tonight. I wouldn’t drink too much Chris, you might lose it.”
“I can see the claws are out tonight.”
“I already had to deal with you at one job Chris. I really don’t want to have to deal with you at the other one.”
“You had to deal with me? If I remember right Stacy, I think you dealt with it just fine, even helping in the end.”
She did not like that answer and I could see the anger leap into her eyes like it was a flame. I didn’t know what to say to her, or what to do. All I knew was that I wanted to see her and damn, her eyes did flash when she was mad.
“You embarrassed me. How am I supposed to look Keenan in the eyes after that?”
I shrugged and told her that he had no clue. She had hidden it well and even I had to wonder if I had made it all up. But there had been slick fluid on my fingers and I knew that she had come to full pleasure. I wasn’t going to stop until she did and Stacy had gone over the edge sooner that I thought she would. I hadn’t even really done much more than rub her for a minute or so. She was primed and ready. Was she now?
“It’s fine Stacy. No one will ever know but me and you.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel any better?”
“Maybe not. I like that we have a little secret between us.”
“I don’t Chris. I don’t want to have anything between us.”
“You can’t stop it.” God, I really hoped she couldn’t. I knew that if I could get my hands on her, I would be able to change her mind and stop all of this nonsense. It was going to happen, sooner or later and I had never been a patient man for too long.
A man at the other side of the bar called out Stacy’s name and she moved to get him some drinks. He watched her ass as she bent down to get the beer and I felt a rage run through me. No one else was supposed to be looking at her, she was mine and it was about time that I took what was mine.
But Stacy had other plans and she avoided me most of the night. As I drank more, she ignored me more and before long I was slurring. I had drunk too much and I let my head rest on the bar.
***
I woke up with my face on the side of the bar and what I was going to hope was my own drink from the night before. It took a minute for my eyes to open and adjust to the light. I groaned from the pain in my head and Stacy walked up behind me.
“Rough night?”
“Yes. Why am I here??”
“Well I didn’t know where your car was or where you live, so I figured this was the best place to keep you.”
“Thank you Stacy. I don’t know what came over me last night. Thanks for letting me stay here.”
“Don’t thank me, thank the owner. I told her that you would pay off all of the outstanding tabs on her books to thank her.”
“Why do I get a feeling this night’s rest is going to cost me?”
“It will I would imagine. We have a lot of tabs open.”
I frowned and stopped her with my hand. “What happened last night?”
“Nothing Chris. You just had too much to drink, happens all the time. I need to get to work. I was supposed to meet Keenan half an hour ago, so can we go?”
I could see that she was irritated with me and I felt like a scolded pooch. Sliding off of the stool, my head was dying and I knew that it wasn’t going to get better for a while. I wanted to talk to Stacy, but she locked up and started walking to her car. When I moved in her direction, she stopped me and told me that my car was the other way.
“Why don’t we make this our last meeting Chris?”
She didn’t wait for an answer that she wouldn’t want to hear it anyways. I knew I had blown it and I was going to have to do something to get her back. What had I said and done last night that had her so upset?
Sighing to myself, I got in my car and leaned back against the seat rest. There really was no telling, but I had to figure it out. I didn’t want to mess things up before they even got started.