Alex
It’s another busy night at the club. I spend most of the night behind the bar helping Teddy. I need to be on the lookout for that soon to be a dead fucker, Garth. I couldn’t believe the shit that Adele told me about him. He is a twisted fucker who likes to hurt women. Adele made me promise not to hurt him, but unfortunately, that won’t be a promise I’ll be able to keep. I had her give me their address and I sent it to Oliver. He’s going to have someone keep an eye on him. Oliver did ask me why I wanted a tail on him, I just told him a waitress is having boyfriend issues that came to the club. It’s the truth or at least it’s close to it. I hear Adele laughing and I look up from the bar and she is once again flirting with one of the customers. I hate when she does that shit. I am not sure why it pisses me off, but it does. She manages to tear herself away from the guy and comes to the bar with his order. Teddy is busy so she brings it over to me and as I grab it our hands slightly touch.
“It’s a busy night,” Adele says as I start to mix the drink. I am not sure why this guy has a table if all he’s going to do is drink. He looks familiar and I think this is the same guy I saw her laughing with once before.
“Do you know that guy?” I ask and as I hand her the drink.
“He’s a customer. I have waited on him a few times,” Adele responds and I turn my back to her and walk away.
She heads back over to his table and before I can leave the bar area. I can still hear the laughter that is really starting to anger me.
I stay in the office for the rest of the night trying to avoid Adele. I look over the payroll and other paperwork that needs to be taken care of. My phone rings and I look at the caller ID to see that it’s Oliver so I answer it hoping he has information on Garth. Oliver doesn’t have any good news to share with me. He tells me that they have been watching the house, but there has been no sign of Garth. We even went to where he worked and found out that he took a leave of absence. None of this shit sounds good. If I had to guess, he took time off to find Adele and drag her back home. The minute I hang up the phone, it rings again and this time it’s Frank.
“Hey, Frankie,” I say as I reshuffle some of the papers hoping he realizes that I am working.
“Alex, are you busy?” he asks and I can hear the surprise in his voice.
“Of course. What else would I be doing?”
“Well I hear papers, so hopefully you didn’t just knock it off to put some girl’s naked ass on my desk,” Frank says sarcastically.
“Nope. At least not yet. Did you need something Frankie or are you just checking up on me?”
“We’re going to need to stay in New York a few extra weeks. Lola’s dad is having emergency surgery so we’re staying a little longer.”
“Okay. Take your time. Everything is being handled here,” I tell him as I pinch my nose.
“Everything is working out? Is Adele still there, Alex? You haven’t run her off, have you?” he asks.
“Adele is in one piece, Frank,” I tell him.
“What’s going on Alex? You’re not telling me something. I hear it in your voice,” he asks and I lean back in the chair.
“I know, Frankie,” I acknowledge.
“You know what?” Frank asks.
“I know that she’s on the run from her husband, and how he liked to beat the shit out of her,” I tell him as I feel my heart rate start to race.
“Fuck… she told you?”
“She didn’t have a choice. He showed up and she crawled behind the bar to hide. When I asked her what the hell she was doing because I thought you hired a fruit loop, she told me,” I say, now totally pissed off thinking about that night. I stand up and start to pace the office.
“He found her? Shit, do I need to come back, Alex?”
“No. He didn’t find her because I threw him out. I told him not to come back. I will take care of it, Frankie.”
“Don’t do anything stupid, Alex. Think before you act. As a matter of fact, call me before you act.”
“I won’t do anything stupid, Frankie. I’ll keep you posted.”
There is a light tap on the office door and I yell for them to come in. Adele strolls into the office and asks if I am ready to go home. I lock up and on the way home I ask her if she wants to grab something to eat. We find a restaurant that is open twenty-four hours and I scan the room as we’re taken to our table. The waitress is this cute little blond who I notice is flirting with me. I look her over and notice Adele watching me with narrowed eyes. I look down at my menu and glance up at Adele and her eyes are now glued to her menu as well. I am not sure what I’ll be getting from this place since nothing really looks all that great. We both place our orders, which both happen to be breakfast and orange juice and the waitress keeps her eyes on me the entire time. It’s almost rude that she doesn’t even look at Adele while she is taking her order. I thank her and hand her back both menus and when I return my attention back to Adele her eyes are narrowed on me.
“Do you get that a lot?” she asks as she tilts her head.
“What?”
“That girl practically undressed you with her eyes. It didn’t even matter that I was sitting here. A little rude if you ask me.”
“I agree with you. It was rude. To answer your question, I guess it happens often enough. I have a question for you now.”
“Okay. What’s the question?”
“Why in the hell would you stay with a man who hits you?”
Adele shakes her head and closes her eyes. When she opens them, she looks away from me?
“I don’t know. I thought he really loved me. He took care of me. I thought that’s what love looked like,” she says as she wipes her eyes.
“Adele, I know I may not be the nicest guy in the world, but no man would hurt the woman that he loved. He would protect her and kill anyone that considered hurting her.”
“I thought I deserved him,” she whispers and I lean toward her and grab her hands.
“You deserve a man that would worship you, not hurt you. If you were mine, the only thing anyone would see in your eyes is happiness and satisfaction.”
“Tell me more, Alex. If I were yours, what would happen right now? We just left the club and were sitting in this shitty little restaurant. What would happen next?”
I narrow my eyes at her wondering what game she’s playing. Does she want to fantasize now? If that’s what she wants, that’s what she’s about to get.
“If you were mine, Adele. You would already be satisfied. You would have knocked on the office door and I would have pulled you inside the room and yanked up your skirt and started eating your pussy before we even left the club. If you would have been able to walk out to the car, you would have sucked me off on the drive here. I wouldn’t be sitting across from you right now, I would be sitting next to you. Right now, Adele, I would have two of my fingers inside you. I would have you come on my fingers and before that little blond returned, you would be sucking your own juices off my fingers. That would only be foreplay until I got you home.”
The waitress picks that exact moment to come with our food. Neither one of us acknowledge her, but I can’t help but notice we are both breathing a little harder. Our eyes are glued to the other and Adele’s are a little dazed. I look down at my food realizing that I am no longer hungry because what I want is on the other side of the table and not on top of it.
We barely touch our food and ask for a take-home box when the waitress returns. The drive home is a very quiet one and I can hear Adele’s labored breathing. I don’t even turn on the radio because I like the way it sounds. With every breath she takes, I can feel my dick get a little harder. I start to think about how her breathing would change if I was moving in and out of her. I shake my head at the thought almost wanting to slap myself on the head because I can’t touch this girl. Adele is off limits and she must stay that way. I notice her moving and look over to see her pressing her thighs closer together. She is still affected by what I said I would do to her if she was mine. I hit the gas to get us home a little faster so I can get away from her and take care of myself.