"May I sit here?"
Demi nodded but didn't look over at the man standing
next to her. She'd been in the hotel
lounge since midnight. The few guys that spoke to her quickly left
when she ignored them.
She knocked back her drink and held the glass out for the
bartender. "Another Captain and
Coke please."
The bartender merely nodded and took her glass. She watched him as he moved behind the
bar. He was handsome but a little young
for her. The bartender set down her
drink, took the twenty she held and gave her the change without making eye contact. Demi sighed, deciding since she wasn't
getting laid tonight, she could just lust after him and then head to her room
and her trusty We vibe. It had never
failed her before. Though she'd prefer to use it with a lover, as was her
intention when she splurged and ordered it.
"Happy New Year."
That deep voice broke through Demi's fuzzy thoughts.
Looking over, Demi took in the gentleman still sitting next
to her. She glanced at her watch and
then back in to his green eyes. He
smiled and her heart did a little flip. "Happy new year to you." She turned back and sipped on her drink
again.
He leaned over to speak with the bartender, and she smelled
his cologne. It was faint, but nice.
Very masculine. She lifted her
glass and sipped, surreptitiously studying his profile. He was quite handsome; short dark hair, dark stubble along a strong
jaw, nice build---not overly muscled, but well proportioned. He wore a blue pull-over and dark jeans that
hugged his ass. Her heart rate
increased, her palms began to sweat and her sex throbbed.
She didn't realize, but while evaluating the stranger, she'd
sucked down her entire drink She
suddenly felt dizzy and extremely horny. It always happened like that for
her. Unfortunately, once the booze wore
off, she'd be sitting in her hotel room, alone, crying. Unless...she wasn't alone tonight.
She could feel Mr. Handsome watching her. Feeling self-conscious, Demi picked at the
pretzels on the bar.
She was waiting for a cheesy pick-up line and her mind drunkenly sorted
through the best and worst she'd ever heard.
He still watched her, saying nothing.
Demi stood to leave, unable to handle sitting next to the handsome
stranger. He set his hand over hers.
"Don't go."
"I..." She
what? She didn't even know what to
say. His warm, large hand over hers sent
tingles to all of her girly parts.
"Stay. I'd like
to chat with you for a bit, if you don't mind."
"But..."
What the hell was wrong with her?
This was not who she was. She was
never at a loss for words. She certainly
didn't get picked up by guys in a bar.
"My name is Dan."
Demi and Dan. How
cute. Demi giggled as he put out his
hand to shake. "Demi."
"Like the actress?"
"Yep."
She sat back down and found herself engaged in a long
conversation about everything under the sun. From movies, music, books...even
baseball. For more than an hour, the two
talked and laughed. He was witty, intelligent
and looked at her with intense green eyes.
It was as if he was taking in every single word she said, committing it
to memory. As if nothing or no one else
existed. It was exhilarating.
She felt an insane attraction to Dan. But, and this was a big but, did he feel the
same thing? She decided she needed to
get away from him before she did or said something stupid.
"Well, good night.
Take care."
"Let me walk you out."
"I'm actually a hotel guest, so I'll just head to my
room."
"It's late. Let
me walk you to your room."
Demi slanted her eyes and Dan held his hands up in a defense
gesture. "No funny business, I
promise."
She knew she should say no.
Instead, she said, "Okay."
They continued to talk and laugh in the elevator. As the numbers ticked away however, Demi
began to feel nervous. She really didn't
want the awkward 'goodnight kiss' moment.
And yet, as she watched Dan talk and laugh, she couldn't help wondering
what it would be like to kiss those lips...to feel them roam her body inch by
inch. She moved her eyes from his lips,
trying to break the spell, but it just got worse. As they roamed his body, her own body covered
in goose bumps. She wrapped her arms
around her waist and turned to watch the numbers as the floors slipped past.
Next thing Demi knew, they were at her door. She slipped the card out of her bra and
unlocked her door.
When she turned to say good night to Dan, her stomach did a
little flip. He was smiling at her. He kissed her on the forehead and turned,
leaving her standing there, mouth gaping.
What the hell? She
slammed the door shut behind her.
"I can't fucking believe that."
Mr. Perfect. Gone.
And, here she was, alone once again. What a way to start the new year.
She stripped off her little black dress and grabbed a robe
from the bathroom. She was too ramped up
for bed, but too tired to bother with her black-lace underwear, stocking,
garters or shoes. She simply plopped on
the loveseat with the complimentary bottle of champagne and sipped the bubbly
liquid.
A knock on the door startled her. Demi jumped up and went to the door, unaware
her robe had slipped open a little.
Looking through the peep hole, she didn't see anyone. She hooked the security chain, and slowly
opened the door. On the floor was a single
red rose with a card. Demi unhooked the
door and opened it wide. She bent down
to pick up the rose and noticed shoes coming out of the room across the
hall.
"Happy new year Demi."
Demi's heart thudded in her chest. There he was...Dan. She couldn't stop the
large smile that crossed her face.
"I thought you left."
"Well, I did. To
get you that. I didn't want to freak you
out, but it turns out I am staying in the room across from yours."
Demi sniffed the rose, trying to hide her grin. She couldn't believe her luck.
"I love your pajamas." He smiled, but those green eyes pinned her,
intense and saying more than words could.
"Um..."
Demi went to close her robe, but Dan's hands stilled hers.
"Please.
Don't."
Demi let out a nervous laugh and glanced around. "You'll have to come in then."
Dan grinned and slipped a hand inside her robe, making it
fall completely open. His other hand
pushed her door, and he stepped forward gently backing her into the room.
"Can I see everything?"
Demi's heart pounded in her ears, her mouth was dry. She swirled out of his grasp, placed the rose
on the table by the door. She kicked the
door closed with her foot as the robe slipped from her shoulders in to a heap
on the floor.
Dan's eyes roamed her body.
Demi suddenly felt nervous, until she saw that look. A look that says "I am going to devour
you." It had been a very long time
since anyone looked at her that way, but there was no mistaking it. She brought her hands above her head,
clasping them together and thrusting her breasts out at the same time.
She knew he would understand. And he did.
Dan covered her body with his, pressing her into the wall;
his hands roaming, lips kissing, tongue licking. Demi closed her eyes and tilted her head
back, exposing her neck. The only
thought that came to mind as Dan overwhelmed her senses... Heaven.
To be continued... ;)
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Hope you enjoyed
today's teaser. Demi and Dan's story
will be continued in my anthology to be released in time for Valentine's Day.
XOXO
~J~
