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She gave me a lingering, meaningful glance as she stepped away from the bar. “You enjoy losing your money, okay? I’m going to find something more interesting to do.”
And then she was leaving, weaving her way through the crowd. I sat there, spellbound for a moment or two by the sight of her amazing ass, then suddenly realized that she was going to get away if I didn’t follow her.
I gulped down my drink and pushed my way through the crowd, ignoring the mutters and exclamations of people recognizing me.
There were plenty of other beautiful women around me, and no doubt I could have had my pick of them, but I only had eyes for this intriguing woman in red. I liked being made to work for my reward, and something told me that this woman was not going to come easy.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my line of work, is that when you work for something, really work for it, the reward is all the sweeter.
She was walking quickly, ducking deftly through the throngs as she made her way towards the exit. Occasionally she threw a glance over her shoulder, noticing that I was following her. A sly, satisfied smile played on her crimson lips.
I’ve got to have her.
I eventually caught up to her out in the lobby, reaching out and touching her arm. “A guy might think you wanted to lose him, the way you were moving back there.”
“I wanted to see if you could keep up.” She shrugged. “Now, what do you want to do?”
I considered for a moment, before she pulled out a little guidebook from her handbag.
“Look.” She pointed to a map. “There’s an indoor rollercoaster. Let’s go there.”
And without even waiting for my response she was moving again. In a few moments we were out on the strip, the balmy night air of the desert pleasant after the cold AC in the casino.
“Slow down a little, babe,” I said. “It’s not a race.”
She made a face. “My name’s not ‘babe’, it’s Tessa. And you are?”
She waited expectantly.
“Luke,” I said, waiting for the penny to drop and for her to realize who I was. But it didn’t happen.
“Luke. Nice to meet you, Luke. I hope you don’t get sick on rollercoasters, because I spent a week’s salary on this dress and I could do without getting puke all over it.”
I puffed up my chest. “Stomach of steel,” I said, patting it. “Here, touch it and see.”
Women could never resist the abs. But as I was already learning, Tessa wasn’t just any woman.
“I’ll take your word for it,” she laughed. “That shirt you’re wearing doesn’t leave much to the imagination anyway.”
I winked at her. “I could say the same about that dress of yours…but believe me, I’m not complaining. Now, come on, let’s go find this rollercoaster of yours.”
We bought cans of beer from a guy with a cooler on the side of the street and walked down the strip chatting as we drank them. Tessa was from out of town, visiting the friend she’d talked about at the bar, but before I could learn more about her we’d arrived at our destination.
She ducked inside and a short while later we were strapped in, whirling around at 60 miles per hour under a huge dome.
Tessa screamed and laughed, and her enthusiasm and lust for life was infectious. I had to admit, this beat the pants off staying back in the Bellagio and rolling some craps. I’d spent a lot of time in Vegas over the years, but I’d never had a night quite like this.
The rest of the evening passed by in a surreal blur. There were flamingos, an underwater temple, Roman Gods and hot dogs eaten on the street from a little hole in the wall diner. We drank, we laughed, and we had a fucking all-around amazing time. I even forgot that I was supposed to be trying to get Tessa into bed, we were having so much fun.
At some point, we found ourselves back at the Bellagio, standing in front of the fountains. The night was cool now, the crowds thinning out a little. Tessa shivered a little, and I offered her my jacket, but she declined.
“Let’s dance,” she said.
“What, right here?” I replied. “There’s no music…”
“We don’t need music, party pooper. Now c’mon, and I hope you know how to dance. I don’t date men who can’t dance.”
I laughed and raised an eyebrow. “Who said anything about dating?”
“Shut up,” she said, and kissed me on the lips. It took my breath away, but before I could respond she’d broken contact and took my hands. We danced close, the fountains in the background, gaudy beads around our necks from I didn’t even remember where, and, to make things just that little bit weirder, a giant pink elephant balloon floating over our heads.
