No Mercy by Shannon Dermott

far as I let it go.  Maybe Flynn was right. Maybe I should just get laid. Casual relationships weren’t normally my thing, not that I hadn’t done it before.  It just wasn’t something I did very often.  There didn’t seem to be a point to that. Having both, I understood the difference. I thought about Alexandria, my last serious relationship.  She’d been a keeper but her parents moved her up north and that had been that. One girl however was making me have second thoughts about not just staying in the now leaving thoughts about the future for later.  My eyes had been tracking her all night. 
     
    Sara was making footprints in my brain.  There hadn’t yet been time for me to press her with the What the heck are you . Later, I thought.  It could wait for now.
     
    Some short guy with boulders for arms was dancing with Adelina.  She kept looking in my direction.  Maybe she thought I would be jealous. Relieved was more like it. I didn’t get how she couldn’t see my indifference.  I was grateful to the bastard and would offer him my room if he’d keep her away from me.
     
    Sara kept my attention. She was so at ease with who she was. She danced with guy after guy giving them a smile and flirtatious words that stroked egos.  I couldn’t hear her. Instead, I saw how they responded to her.  Feeling a bit like a stalker after a while, I stopped staring and only occasionally looked for her wavy blond hair.  Like me, she’d just let it air dry.  And it did, beautifully. 
     
    Coming out of my thoughts, I found that I’d lost her.  She wasn’t dancing with that one guy.
     
    A gentle hand griped my shoulder from behind. “Hey you.”
     
    The voice was already seared in my brain.  Turning, I gave her a smile and looked again at her.  Adriana gave her a top to wear.  Sara being a bit slimmer and smaller on top allowed the gathering fabric to dip even lower than it probably would have on Adriana.  I found myself drawn to the peek-a-boo slight swell of her breast and the valley between.
     
    “You like,” she said, with what appeared to be an offer.
     
    Clearing my throat, I sputtered to say looking into her eyes now, “Yeah, I guess I do.”
     
    “Meet me at the house in ten,” she said, giving me a wink.
     
    Nodding, I was at a total loss for words.  Other parts were on board.  Watching her walk away, she tossed her hair just as she looked back at me a final time giving me a shy smile.  There was nothing shy about that girl at all.
     
    A hand on my back almost sent me stumbling forward. “Fuck Flynn.”
     
    “You like her don’t you,” he said, before a tap on his arm had him turning back to a short brunette with big blue eyes that batted lashes at him.  She handed him something and I watched her lips form the words, Call me, maybe ?
     
    Rolling my eyes, I couldn’t help the smile.  The guy was cursed with rock star status.  I didn’t envy him in the least.  The girl walked away with a little wave.  When she finally turned around, he turned back to me while stuffing what must be a phone number in his front pocket.  Looking at me, he shrugged. 
     
    Getting back on topic like that little interruption didn’t happen, I said, “What’s not to like.”  Then, I added, “And don’t pull punches. You like her too.  I don’t know though.  Something feels slightly off.”  Like she the fact that she was too good to be true, screamed in my head.  I don’t know why, but I haven’t told him yet about our planned meeting at the house. 
     
    Flynn handed me a bottle which was surprising with all his Luke, you drink too much mantra lately.  It was just beer, so what the hell. “Thought you said she wasn’t evil?” he asked.
     
    “It’s not that.  There is just something more.  Like why was she running in the woods?  Who was she running from because I don’t believe that camping in the woods crap?” Yeah, I had questions, but they could wait.  Okay, that wasn’t