him. She wasn’t sure what he would say next, and she didn’t wantto be the center of conversation any longer. Besides she didn’t like the idea of him speaking like she was a walking time-bomb about ready to explode. The cool glass felt heavy in her hand as she raised the liquid to her lips and took a large sip.
“I believe that was my Que, if you’ll excuse me,” Carl said, tipping his hat and turning around, he then strolled toward the small group of people he had pointed to earlier.
“I believe that I should be going as well.” January said, nervously sitting down her glass on the table.
“Here, let me walk you to your car.” Kevin said, also sitting down his glass on the table.
“No, thank you Kevin, there’s no need, I’ve had a lovely time, please thank Mr. and Mrs. Richards for me.” One of the men Kevin knew grabbed his arm just as January was walking away.
“I’ll talk to you later.” January hurriedly walked away before Kevin had a chance to say anything more.
Still confused and upset by what she had just encountered, January headed for her car. “So, I’m a walking time bomb huh? Well we’ll see who’s the bomb.” She muttered under her breath.
“Talking to yourself now?” Carl’s voice came from behind her.
“You!” she spat. “You had no right to treat me like that in front of my friends. Just who do you think you are?”
He stepped closer, and her knees seemed to weaken. He wore the musk cologne she remembered from the first time they met.
“Sta...Stay away from me,” she stuttered. “You’re the disaster not me.” January backed away from him.
“That’s not true, you’re the one always causing disasters, from falling into a mud puddle to causing me to wreck my car.” Carl stepped even close.
“You’ve got nerve. How could I possibly cause you to wreck your car? You were probably not watching where you were going.”
“Your right, I was watching you and Kevin instead. I had no idea you even knew him.”
“Didn’t you send him over to the club to give me an estimate on the addition I was thinking about building? Any way I can’t see any reason why you should be so concerned about who I know.” January turned away from him and headed toward her car. Nervously she fumbled around in the purse for her keys. “Oh, where are they?” she cursed.
“Are you sure their not in your car?” Carl grinned at her, knowing he was making her uncomfortable.
“Don’t worry, I’ll leave as soon as I can find my keys, you can go back to the short blonde now, and leave me alone.”
“Short blonde?”
“Yes, short blonde, the one you went to after you embarrassed me in front of my friends.”
“You mean Kathy? Do I detect jealousy?” He grinned.
Looking over at him she wanted to slap his face. But he stood there watching her with a strange questioned look on his face. She wasn’t sure on how to take the expression. Without saying another word he pulled her close enough to kiss her butstopped. Looking down at her instead. For some unknown reason she didn’t have the desire to pull away from him. She had been dreaming of the time when he would but his arms around her and kiss her again. There was nothing she could do to avoid the slow, and deliberate motion of his lips as they found hers. She gave a small moan, and he pulled her even closer, pressing her lips harder, and more demanding. She was completely at his mercy as his hands moved slowly and deliberately over her breasts.
“You’re a hot blooded little thing aren’t you?” He whispered close to her lips, still not letting her go.
January pulled back from him, the words frightened her and she stood looking into his all to powerful eyes. Totally confused by her own emotions.
“I must leave,” she muttered as she pushed away from him, and reached for the contents of her purse spread out on top of the car. She tried the door of the car and it opened easily to her disbelief. Her car keys had been left
“I believe that was my Que, if you’ll excuse me,” Carl said, tipping his hat and turning around, he then strolled toward the small group of people he had pointed to earlier.
“I believe that I should be going as well.” January said, nervously sitting down her glass on the table.
“Here, let me walk you to your car.” Kevin said, also sitting down his glass on the table.
“No, thank you Kevin, there’s no need, I’ve had a lovely time, please thank Mr. and Mrs. Richards for me.” One of the men Kevin knew grabbed his arm just as January was walking away.
“I’ll talk to you later.” January hurriedly walked away before Kevin had a chance to say anything more.
Still confused and upset by what she had just encountered, January headed for her car. “So, I’m a walking time bomb huh? Well we’ll see who’s the bomb.” She muttered under her breath.
“Talking to yourself now?” Carl’s voice came from behind her.
“You!” she spat. “You had no right to treat me like that in front of my friends. Just who do you think you are?”
He stepped closer, and her knees seemed to weaken. He wore the musk cologne she remembered from the first time they met.
“Sta...Stay away from me,” she stuttered. “You’re the disaster not me.” January backed away from him.
“That’s not true, you’re the one always causing disasters, from falling into a mud puddle to causing me to wreck my car.” Carl stepped even close.
“You’ve got nerve. How could I possibly cause you to wreck your car? You were probably not watching where you were going.”
“Your right, I was watching you and Kevin instead. I had no idea you even knew him.”
“Didn’t you send him over to the club to give me an estimate on the addition I was thinking about building? Any way I can’t see any reason why you should be so concerned about who I know.” January turned away from him and headed toward her car. Nervously she fumbled around in the purse for her keys. “Oh, where are they?” she cursed.
“Are you sure their not in your car?” Carl grinned at her, knowing he was making her uncomfortable.
“Don’t worry, I’ll leave as soon as I can find my keys, you can go back to the short blonde now, and leave me alone.”
“Short blonde?”
“Yes, short blonde, the one you went to after you embarrassed me in front of my friends.”
“You mean Kathy? Do I detect jealousy?” He grinned.
Looking over at him she wanted to slap his face. But he stood there watching her with a strange questioned look on his face. She wasn’t sure on how to take the expression. Without saying another word he pulled her close enough to kiss her butstopped. Looking down at her instead. For some unknown reason she didn’t have the desire to pull away from him. She had been dreaming of the time when he would but his arms around her and kiss her again. There was nothing she could do to avoid the slow, and deliberate motion of his lips as they found hers. She gave a small moan, and he pulled her even closer, pressing her lips harder, and more demanding. She was completely at his mercy as his hands moved slowly and deliberately over her breasts.
“You’re a hot blooded little thing aren’t you?” He whispered close to her lips, still not letting her go.
January pulled back from him, the words frightened her and she stood looking into his all to powerful eyes. Totally confused by her own emotions.
“I must leave,” she muttered as she pushed away from him, and reached for the contents of her purse spread out on top of the car. She tried the door of the car and it opened easily to her disbelief. Her car keys had been left
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