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“My concerts are my favorite memories. I’ve been to so many and each one of them holds a special memory. Whether it is the fun I had with my friends, my favorite singers, or meeting someone that I really like.” He takes a sip of his iced tea and looks at me with curiosity on his face.
“I like that. Have you met many people at concerts?” Ouch, I know he is probably just asking, but it makes me feel slutty. I look over at him with sadness on my face.
“No. I was actually referring to you. I told you the other day this is not something I’ve done before.” I look down at my empty plate and play with my napkin. I’m actually hurt that he would think of me differently. We do have a lot to learn about each other, that’s for damn sure.
“Hey.” I glance up at him to see he has a half-smirk on his face. “Emma, I wasn’t implying anything by asking you that. I know exactly what you told me. I was just trying to get to know more about you. I didn’t mean to upset you, which I clearly did. Talk to me. Why did that upset you?” Damn it, now I’m embarrassed that I let it get to me. I think I’ve just been in too many shitty relationships lately. Like I said, the last being the worst. I wring my hands together on the table trying to figure out how to explain it.
“I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions. I guess there is just a part of me that feels slutty for how quickly we did things the night we met. No, I’m not saying I regret it; I’m just saying that I don’t want you to think differently of me. Yes, I’ve met guys at concerts before, even kissed a couple. However, I have never ever been in touch with them after the concert. Ugh, this is making me sound horrible.” I cover my face, shaking my head. I’m trying to say I’m not someone who picks up random men, yet I feel like I’m making it worse. I hear him laughing, so I drop my hands and look over at him. “What?” I huff out.
“I’m sorry, Emma. I’m not laughing because you are embarrassed--I’m laughing because you think that makes you sound slutty. Listen, I know we have a lot to learn about each other still, but I knew the second I saw you that you were not that kind of girl.” He pushes out his chair and grabs my hand pulling me toward him. I get up and he pulls me onto his lap. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my nose. “Doll, we’ve both had relationships, and we’ve both been with other people. I’m not a jealous person. I don’t care what you’ve done in the past. I’m not sure what you are thinking, but I would like to see where this goes with you.” I can’t even answer him, yet I lean forward and press my lips to his. He sucks my bottom lip into his mouth before our tongues meet. This man does crazy things to my body, just having him kiss me has my panties getting wet. I move so I am straddling him and run my hands into his hair. I lightly pull and am rewarded with a growl. He grabs onto my ass and begins rubbing it, which feels so amazing, especially in this light sundress. I’m getting more turned on by the second, so I begin to rub my pussy against the erection I now feel. A moan slips out because it feels so amazing. He begins pulling my dress up so my ass is exposed. He then slips his hands down my panties, grabbing my ass. I’m lost in a sea of sensations, especially when he begins kissing down my neck to the swells of my breasts. He licks and nips before pulling back. “Fuck, Emma, I need to stop because soon I won’t be able too.” He still has his hands on my ass, and my pussy and breasts are begging for attention. I don’t want him to stop. I want him to make me come, but I know he’s right. I close my eyes to try to get my hormones in check before I look at him.
“As much as I don’t want you to stop, and holy shit, I don’t want you to stop, I know we should.” I rest my forehead on his chest. He removes his hands and rubs my back, while he rests his chin on my head.
“So does this mean you want to see where this can go?” This causes us both to laugh. I sit up smiling at him.
“Yes, that is exactly what this means.” He gives me a quick kiss before smacking my ass, causing me to yelp.
“Alright, let’s get this dinner cleaned up because I have to be at the bar soon.” I climb off his lap, and we carry everything into the kitchen. Once dinner is all cleaned up and the dishes are in the dishwasher, we move into the living room. He grabbed us both a bottle of water before we sat down. It makes me curious. He never drinks or at least the times I’ve been with him he never has. Although, he didn’t even offer any tonight to me either. Once we are seated, I kick off my boots and pull my legs up under me.
“Can I ask you a question?” He turns sideways to face me and moves a piece of hair off my face, tucking it behind my ear.
“Of course, you can ask me anything.” I smile at him for the sweet gesture.
“Do you not drink? I’ve yet to see you have a drink.” Something crosses his face briefly before he disguises it with a smile and wink.
“No, I don’t drink.” Holy shit. This makes me so curious.
“Why?” Yes, I just blurted it out. He blows out a breath and rubs his hands on his face. Damn, I feel like maybe I shouldn’t have brought it up. I don’t say anything, I figure he will say something when he is ready. He finally looks up at me with sadness or regret in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Cooper, you don’t need to explain.” He shakes his head ‘no’ and puts his hand on mine.
“No, if we are going to have a relationship, we need to know each other. I don’t drink, but I used to drink. I used to drink a lot. After my dad died, I went on a downward spiral. I drank to block out the pain, the loss, the anger. There wasn’t really a time that I wasn’t drunk. I came home one night to find my mom on the floor, screaming for my dad. I knew then that I needed to change. I needed to be the son that she deserved. She lost her husband and she was losing her son. I decided that night to never touch alcohol again and I haven’t.” The more he tells the story the more my heart breaks. He gives the impression that his life is so put together, I never would have thought he’d been through so much. I climb onto his lap and wrap my arms around him in a comforting hug. He rests his head on my chest and blows out a breath.
“Cooper, I’m so sorry for everything you’ve been through. Thank you for trusting me enough to share that with me though.” I kiss the top of his head and he tightens his hold on me.
I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST told Emma the truth. The only ones who know what happened are Levi¸ Hunter, and Ryder. Whenever a girl asked me why I don’t drink, I came up with some bullshit story. With her it was different, I didn’t want to lie to her. I want her to know me, the real me. I pull back from her embrace and kiss her soft lips. “Thank you for not judging me. No one besides the guys know that story.” She is rubbing circles on my back with her small hands and it is so comforting.
“That means a lot to me that you would trust me enough to share it with me. My turn to be honest. My last boyfriend seemed like a great guy until he cheated on me.” As much as I hate that she was caused any amount of pain, I’m thankful that asshole cheated on her because it led her to me.
“Emma, I swear to you, that is something you never have to worry about with me. I have never cheated. Cheating is the coward’s way. If I don’t want to be with someone anymore, I break up with them. Yes, women at the bar try to flirt with me, and try to come on to me, but I promise you I never mix business with pleasure. You are my pleasure, doll.” Just then, of course, my phone rings. “I’m sorry. I need to get that.” She climbs off my lap, which does not make me happy, and I grab my phone. “Hey.”
“Hey, boss. Just wanted to see if you needed me tonight?” Fuck, Roy calling me like this is never a good thing. This is his nice way of telling me that he wants the night off. I look over at Emma, and for the first time in years, I want to keep the bar closed. I don’t want our time together to end already, but I know in reality that can’t happen.
“No, it’s good Roy. It shouldn’t be busy tonight. I’ll see you Friday.” We hang up and I pull Emma back onto my lap. “Doll, I hate this but I need to head down to the bar. Roy called out, so it’s just me tonight. You have work tomorrow until five?” She gives me a weak smile. I’m not sure if it is because she is still thinking about what I told her or that I need to leave her again for work?
“Tomorrow, I don’t go in until ten, so I work until seven. I understand you need to go, Cooper; we will figure this all out.” I pull her into a tight hug. Since the minute I met her, we are always being interrupted. I need to figure something out like she said, because if we are going to try to make a go at this, she will require more than an hour at a time. Hell, I want more than that. It’s never bothered me before, but I want to make this girl happy. I want to see where this can go, and none of that will happen if we can’t spend time together.
I gently lower her onto her back and move on top. I claim her mouth in a kiss, trying to let her know how sorry I am that I’m leaving again and how fucking attracted I am to her and how I want to try to make this work. She grabs a hold of my arms like she is holding on for dear life. I love that I have this power over herand that with just a simple kiss she begins to give herself over to me. I run my hands down her silky body to her tits. I palm both of them, feeling how hard her nipples are. She moans and I quickly swallow it down. This is fucking killing me, I don’t want to end this. I want to carry her into my room and worship her body. I want to make love to her and fuck her senseless. I squeeze her breasts and she grinds that sweet pussy against my cock that is so fucking hard I know she feels it. I just want to pay attention to her breasts before I leave. I pull the top of her sexy dress down and expose her tits. “Holy fuck, Emma, no bra. You are killing me here.” Her chest is heaving and flushed. I look at her tits and see my marks, and fuck, it makes me want to mark her all over. I suck a hardened nipple into my mouth, while tweaking the other. She arches her back and pushes more of her perfect tit into my mouth.
“Oh God, Cooper. It feels so good.” I bite onto her nipple gently and she screams
. Then as if the world just continues to play its sick joke of interrupting us, my phone rings. It is fucking unbelievable that this keeps happening. I pull off her nipple with a ‘pop.’ I risk looking at her and she’s got her eyes closed tightly while she is biting that lip again. I quickly move up her and lick that lip until she finally releases it. I suck it into my mouth to try to soothe it. My phone rings again.
“Fuck!” I jump off of her, grabbing my phone. “What?” I’ve lost what little patience I had and can’t help but snap.
“Shit. Sorry, Cooper. The door is locked and we are all here.” I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose. Poor Wendy, I didn’t mean to yell at her. It’s not her fault I can’t seem to catch a break with Emma.
“Damn, I’m sorry Wendy. I’ll be down to let you guys in.” I hang up and look over to see Emma sitting up and straightening her dress. I start to move to her and she holds up a hand. “Emma.”
“Cooper, don’t. I get it. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t hate it right now, but I get it. Go get your bar open.” She gets up off the couch and smiles at me. I know she doesn’t feel it, but I appreciate it none the less.
