Chapter 5 5 - Dahlia

I quietly fixed my dress some, trying to cover myself as best I could while I sat next to him. I didn't know what to say at first, he seemed a lot calmer though, all things given. Though I really still was trying to process what I had seen. The way he and Isa spoke to one another was horrible. It was like they brought out the worst in each other when they spoke... maybe they just needed to actually sit down and talk though? It wasn't my place but it somehow felt like maybe it would've helped them some.

"Sorry you're having such a bad night, Wolfie." I whispered the words, looking at him.

"Bad night? Not at all." He turned to look at me. "I get alone time with you, nothing bad about that whatsoever."

Oh no, don't say things like that. It was already so hard to focus on things as it were. Food, right food. I brought myself back to that conversation we'd just had. When I looked at him though, I caught him winking at me just before his eyes roamed down my body and I was pretty sure I died a little inside. Not because I didn't like it, because I liked it too much.

No, no. Nope. Food. Again. Think about the food and the drink.

I wasn't hungry or thirsty so when he offered, I had to turn it away, on the other hand though I was battling a whole new series of thoughts that kept entering my mind when I looked at him. It was like being in this room with him let me actually look at him and f*ck... I was definitely looking.

He was far more attractive the closer you were to him. He had a scruffy appearance but you could see his jawline when you looked at him right. If anyone had ever talked about a chiseled jawline before, clearly they'd been speaking of his and his eyes... they were so much prettier than I had ever given them consideration for being. His dark hair curled in just the right places in just the right way.

Glancing down some I saw his lips and had to look away, distract myself.

Running my fingers through my long hair slowly, I tried my hardest to fix it some. The way I was moving though, it made my eyes advert from his face and instead stare at his body. F*ck me. No literally, f*ck me, please. I shoved the thought away as quickly as it came. He was hot though, his shirt clung to him just perfectly to give the outline of his muscles... his abs. Oh god, he had abs? My eyes started to move down but I stopped them just as fast, instead focusing on his beer.

The world must've hated me or something because as long as I had worked at this place, I had never run into this issue before. I mean, literally I had never locked myself in a room with one of my patron's before but I also had never run into the issue of wanting one of my patrons to f*ck me as desperately as I did. It was both unprofessional of me and slightly weird.

Then again, I also had never had a patron that I thought was so undeniably sexy before either. He wasn't even doing anything that should've prompted those thoughts either, that was the worst part of the whole thing. Every time I looked at him though, I found something new that made him that much more attractive to me, I was starting to hate it and trying my hardest to look at anything but him.

Clearing my throat so I could pull myself out of the hell that was my own thoughts, I tried to find a topic to distract myself with in my mind and then spoke, "Plan on doing anything fun tonight?"

"Oh I can think of some things but did you have something in mind?"

D-Did I have something in mind? Did he just ask me that? Oh I had many things in mind, I wasn't sure if any of them were exactly appropriate though. A blush creeped over my face as I glanced down and started picking at my dress trying to fix an issue that wasn't there, hoping that he didn't see me blushing. Sh*t, I was really that far in my own head that something as simple as that made me blush? I was hopeless.

Clearing my throat I shook my head at him. "Just um, getting of here in general."

I looked over at him, taking in his appearance. He had a little bit of mustard just sitting in his beard, right by his mouth. Without thinking about what I was doing, I reached my hand out and slowly wiped the mustard away with my finger, realization hitting me as soon as it was done. Was far too late for thinking about my actions now though, wasn't it?

Oops.

Either this night was about to get super f*cking awkward after that or really interesting. I was hoping more towards the interesting part of things though. Oh, dear gods, I was thinking about leaving here with him, wasn't I? It wouldn't have been a terrible idea though; I knew I could handle my own and only lived like a block away from the club... Plus was it such a bad thing to be able to go home with such a hot man? Home? Ok maybe not let him sleep there because if Star found out she'd have a field day with that.

Didn't mean I couldn't try to have a good time with him regardless. Though, if I was honest, sex wasn't the only way I could have a good time with him. Just being around him, I liked it. I liked speaking to him, seeing him, just having him nearby. He calmed a part of me even though he brought a whole other side of me to life that I wasn't sure how to cope with just yet. I liked him, a lot.