Dante
I watched Cece take off and I can’t say that I minded the view as she left. She was tiny in all comparison, short and petite, but there was something in the way that she shook her hips. It wasn’t something that she did on purpose or to entice anyone, it was just how she walked. Nothing about Cece was done intentionally to turn a man on, but she couldn’t help it. The woman exuded sex and I would give my right nut for a night with her.
But she didn’t want me like that and made it clear on an almost daily basis. She would make the sweetest moaning sounds when I rubbed her shoulders, but that was as close as I was able to get to what I really wanted. She wasn’t going for anything more, no matter how hard I tried to persuade her.
At first, when I first started working for her, I couldn’t believe that she was running the ranch by herself. It was the largest in the area and she was so young. But she was a great boss and even if I never got in her panties, I would always want to work there. I got to do what I loved, she respected me and the local bar was full of loose women that would give me what it was that I wanted. Cece was the only woman that told me no.
Getting to the hotel, I waited for the clerk to come back and bring me the key. It took a minute and I was impatient. I wanted to see if I could talk Cece into come out with me. She had left so quickly earlier that I wanted to make sure she was okay. She was a little disconcerted when she woke up leaned against me, but I had found it peaceful and I liked the way she had felt against me. For a man that could have whatever he wanted, whomever he wanted, not getting Cecelia was sometimes the bane of my existence. Why didn’t my charm work on her like it did everyone else?
The ride up on the elevator didn’t take too long. The room was on the fourth floor and I was just getting off the elevator when I saw her. Cece was coming towards the elevator. She stopped when she saw me. I must have had a look on my face because it stopped her in her tracks.
“Hey Dante, I didn’t realize that you were already done with the horses. They must have been on their game today.”
I agreed, but my mind was far more worried about what she was wearing and how beautiful she was. I never got to see her like this. She was dressed in a soft, flowing dress and her jet black hair was down, flowing around her shoulders instead of braided down the center of her back. A slight hint of makeup accentuated it all. She was breathtaking and I didn’t know what to say.
“Hey.”
She giggled at me like I was an imbecile. “So what do you think? Does this look okay?”
My eyes traveled from head to toe and I couldn’t find one thing that was out of place. She was a vision in that white dress and the dark red lipstick on her lips made me want to kiss her. “Yeah, you look great Cece.”
There was nothing else to say and if there was, I certainly hadn’t figured it out. She was damn… I didn’t even know what to say to her.
“Thanks Dante. I will be back in a little while. If you need me for anything, I will have my phone with me.”
I moved back so that she could get in the elevator, but then decided to get in with her and find out where she was going dressed like that.
“Did you forget something?”
I nodded my head that I had. I don’t know what it was, but I was sure I would be able to come up with something anyways.
“Yeah.”
“Well good to have the company. I am so nervous.”
“What in the world do you have to be nervous about dressed like that?”
“I am meeting someone in the lobby and I don’t know what to think about it all.”
I didn’t like the idea of her meeting anyone for a night out. She was too beautiful and I felt a wave of jealousy take over me. She didn’t know how I felt about her, I would never admit it out loud, but for over a year I had thought about Cece as mine. She was mine and she just didn’t even know it yet.
“Who are you meeting? I didn’t know you knew anyone in Houston.”
I pushed the button to the elevator to make it go down and wondered who it was that she was getting all dressed up for. I didn’t want to consider that it was a man, though all of the signs were there that it was a guy she was meeting. I didn’t like the idea of that, at all.
“Well I don’t really know him.”
I heard the ‘him’ part and I felt a fire start inside of me.
“Who?”
“He is a rodeo guy that I have always liked. He rides bulls and is pretty famous. Kind of like you, but they had him on magazine covers when I was a teen.”
“Sounds old.”
Cece turned to me and scoffed. “You aren’t that young either Dante. Besides, it almost sounds like you are envious.”
“No, just worried about you taking off with some stranger in the city. Houston isn’t as safe as Conroe.”
She waved me off and told me that she was a big girl and that she would be fine. I knew she would be of course, but I didn’t like the idea of her meeting some guy and then taking off with him. Couldn’t she see that she had all that she needed in front of her? My frustration came out once and a while and this was one of those moments. I wanted to know what was going on and who this guy was. When I looked up at the changing floor numbers on the top of the elevator door, I realized that I wasn’t going to have much longer to figure it out.
“So who is it?”
“Cliff McGow.”
“Never heard of him.”
That didn’t seem to faze her. “Well if you were into rodeos, you would know who he is. He has been the champion bull rider for many years. He is rather famous.”
I shrugged like I didn’t care. “Doesn’t ring a bell to me, so he can’t be all that famous.”
I was jealous and I wanted to see who the hell this guy was. How was she going to go out with him and wouldn’t even give me the time of day?
“Do you want to meet him?”
I did, but I didn’t want to look too eager. I wanted to see what he was about and I wasn’t above saying something if necessary.
“I guess I can make sure he is not a creep. He is a stranger and you just met him. Maybe you shouldn’t be going out with him so quickly. Dressed like that you might give him the wrong idea.”
She giggled and brushed me off. It was a physical light touch that sent a shiver through me. I could barely take Cece when she was in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. Now it was even harder to concentrate when she was dressed up like that and the light touch set me on edge, especially knowing that she was about to go out with another man, looking like that.
The elevator dinged and the doors opened. I looked around figuring that I would know who it was right off the bat, like I would smell the other man from being so close to my woman. But no one stuck out at me as some famous rodeo bull rider. All I could see was a bunch of people waiting for something.
“Well I guess he isn’t here. Since you are all dressed up, do you want to go out and get something to eat? I’m not famous but I can be just as much fun. I am pretty good at riding as well.”
There was fret on her face and I didn’t like to see her sad. It was a worse feeling than seeing her excited to leave with another man.
“Come on. He doesn’t know what he is missing out on. Guys like that…”
“You mean, guys like you.”
I didn’t like where the conversation was going. How the hell had it gotten all turned around on me all of a sudden? I wasn’t the one standing her up, but I was the one that got the flash of anger to assuage the upset.
“Look Cece...”
She nudged me over. “Never mind, here he is.”
I looked up where she was referring to and I can’t say that I liked what I saw. The man was about my age and he had the same kind of swagger that I knew I did as well. That meant that he was confident and in my experience, confidence was the main aphrodisiac for women. I looked over at Cecelia and I could tell that she was turned on. It pissed me off and I immediately didn’t like the guy.
Cliff was blonde and blue eyed, with tan skin. He dressed to show off his physique and I could tell that he worked out. I was sure that Cece could tell as well. She hadn’t taken her eyes off of him and I was quickly forgotten. The man was exactly like me and that was the worst part of it all. She had told me time and again that she wouldn’t date men like me, but here she was.
“Dante, I would like you to meet Cliff. Dante is our horse trainer. He does a great job.”
I was surprised that little add-in of information, but I shouldn’t have been. Cece was always very generous with the compliments, though I wasn’t too worried about what Cliff thought of me at the present moment. He had that same smile on his face that I caught in the mirror from time to time and it drove me to my limits. I took his hand a little too firmly, letting him know that I wasn’t happy about it.
“Well I think it is great that your employees are so worried about you Cecelia.” The charm was dripping off of him as he looked her way and she was just eating it up. He turned to me and assured me that he would take good care of her. He was patronizing me to no end, but I deserved it. I shouldn’t have come down here. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking.
“Cece is a big girl. I don’t worry about her with anyone. She can handle herself.” I kissed her on the cheek and saw a bit of surprise in her face as I did so. I had never kissed her before, not even on the cheek and I wanted to do more, but it wasn’t done for that. It was done to let Cliff know that I was here and I wasn’t going anywhere. He may have her attention for now, but Cece was still mine, whether she knew it or not.
“Have a good night.”
I walked away with what dignity I had left, which wasn’t much. I didn’t know what to think about it all, but I did know that there was no way I was going to be able to watch them leave together. What had started as such a promising outing with the boss had quickly turned on its head. I don’t know what I was going to do with myself, but the natural thing was to find a bar and find a broad. The two mixed together could take care of anything that ailed me.
Getting back on the elevator, I made it to my room and changed finally. I had a lot on my mind, but I tried to clear it. It wasn’t the first time that I was left wondering about Cece. Now though, I had to imagine her with another man, something that I never wanted to do. She should be with me. She was mine. I just had to convince Cecelia of that and Cliff wasn’t anything to worry about. He would be out of the picture soon enough.