then go to the bar; this has been my routine for the last week. I have been dreaming about being handcuffed and the sound of a deep masculine voice from behind me. I have to see his face again and hear that voice that has been haunting me. It looks as though tonight is going to be no different, though, as I see he isn’t here…again. I have been at a different bar at the district each night with no luck. This is the last one; I hope he decides he needs to be social tonight. The sooner I can get this guy out of my head the better.
“You wanna play a game?” I turn to see Ty, holding out a pool stick. There was a big crowd of people that I didn’t know when I arrived, so I just found a table back in the corner by myself. I am glad to see a friendly face.
“Hey! It’s great to see you!” Phoebe came with me the first couple of nights but after the second night of no success, she told me that it was a lost cause. I met Ty on the first night I was here by myself. I was weary of him at first, being here by myself and all, but he seems like an ok guy. Plus, after talking to him, we discovered that we work for the same company; that eased my mind a little. He is very funny and a pretty good dancer, so it has been fun hanging out with him.
“Just out to have a good time. You in or not?”
“Yeah, I will play. But don’t be a sore loser when I kick your ass.” I usually suck at pool but this must be my week because I have yet to lose.
He looks up to me as he finishes racking the balls and cocks an eyebrow, “How good are you at breaking balls?”
“Don’t get on my bad side and you won’t have to find out.” I wink at him. His shoulder length dirty blond hair is pulled back out of the way while his long frame leans over the table to rack the balls. His chocolate eyes are intent as he pulls the triangle up and the balls stay perfectly in place.
“Like what you see, baby?”
His comment throws me a little but instead of answering, I bend over the table to take my first shot. I hear Ty ask someone something but I don’t pay attention as I focus.
“Damn man, who do we have here?”
My hands begin shaking just as I am about to commit to the shot and my stick just grazes the top of the white ball and nearly flies out of my hand. Goose bumps form as I hear the voice that has been haunting my dreams all week.
“You ok, baby?” Ty asks.
“Oh you got it like that, huh? Calling her baby already?” The mystery man asks in his deep, psyche penetrating voice.
I stand and turn around to see the man who is making all the smart ass comments. I am met with the most beautiful brown eyes and am momentarily speechless. Then I see the red head he has under his arm. I don’t mean to but I think I snarl at her. I can tell by her glossed over gaze that she probably doesn’t even know where she is and it disgusts me.
I stand there feeling incredibly self conscious when he puts out his hand for me to shake. I look down at it like it is a foreign object before my sense returns and finally take it. As soon as I am in his grasp, he pulls me to him. I look momentarily for the girl he had at his side but she is gone.
“Hey sweet cheeks, glad you’re here playing with my balls tonight,” he whispers in my ear. I close my eyes as his voice has awakened my senses. I place one of my hands on the pool table to steady myself as his seduction has taken me off guard. I am not sure what to do next so I open my eyes to see his very hard chest is staring back at me. I raise my eyes to meet his and am met with a very cocky grin. I back away from him as I don’t want to make a spectacle in the middle of the bar. As I do, I assess him and my mouth begins to water. I bet he is every bit of six feet one or two and it looks like he came to the bar straight from work. He has on dirty work boots and jeans that he pulls together with a very tight fitting black tee. His black hair is crazy and his facial hair outlines his jaw line
“You wanna play a game?” I turn to see Ty, holding out a pool stick. There was a big crowd of people that I didn’t know when I arrived, so I just found a table back in the corner by myself. I am glad to see a friendly face.
“Hey! It’s great to see you!” Phoebe came with me the first couple of nights but after the second night of no success, she told me that it was a lost cause. I met Ty on the first night I was here by myself. I was weary of him at first, being here by myself and all, but he seems like an ok guy. Plus, after talking to him, we discovered that we work for the same company; that eased my mind a little. He is very funny and a pretty good dancer, so it has been fun hanging out with him.
“Just out to have a good time. You in or not?”
“Yeah, I will play. But don’t be a sore loser when I kick your ass.” I usually suck at pool but this must be my week because I have yet to lose.
He looks up to me as he finishes racking the balls and cocks an eyebrow, “How good are you at breaking balls?”
“Don’t get on my bad side and you won’t have to find out.” I wink at him. His shoulder length dirty blond hair is pulled back out of the way while his long frame leans over the table to rack the balls. His chocolate eyes are intent as he pulls the triangle up and the balls stay perfectly in place.
“Like what you see, baby?”
His comment throws me a little but instead of answering, I bend over the table to take my first shot. I hear Ty ask someone something but I don’t pay attention as I focus.
“Damn man, who do we have here?”
My hands begin shaking just as I am about to commit to the shot and my stick just grazes the top of the white ball and nearly flies out of my hand. Goose bumps form as I hear the voice that has been haunting my dreams all week.
“You ok, baby?” Ty asks.
“Oh you got it like that, huh? Calling her baby already?” The mystery man asks in his deep, psyche penetrating voice.
I stand and turn around to see the man who is making all the smart ass comments. I am met with the most beautiful brown eyes and am momentarily speechless. Then I see the red head he has under his arm. I don’t mean to but I think I snarl at her. I can tell by her glossed over gaze that she probably doesn’t even know where she is and it disgusts me.
I stand there feeling incredibly self conscious when he puts out his hand for me to shake. I look down at it like it is a foreign object before my sense returns and finally take it. As soon as I am in his grasp, he pulls me to him. I look momentarily for the girl he had at his side but she is gone.
“Hey sweet cheeks, glad you’re here playing with my balls tonight,” he whispers in my ear. I close my eyes as his voice has awakened my senses. I place one of my hands on the pool table to steady myself as his seduction has taken me off guard. I am not sure what to do next so I open my eyes to see his very hard chest is staring back at me. I raise my eyes to meet his and am met with a very cocky grin. I back away from him as I don’t want to make a spectacle in the middle of the bar. As I do, I assess him and my mouth begins to water. I bet he is every bit of six feet one or two and it looks like he came to the bar straight from work. He has on dirty work boots and jeans that he pulls together with a very tight fitting black tee. His black hair is crazy and his facial hair outlines his jaw line
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