Guy turned to her. “What was that all about?”
“I, erm, I don’t know. I’ve got to go and talk with someone.” She put the cloth down. “Tony, I’m going on break.”
She left through the back of the bar heading around the back. Emily stared at the spot where she’d first caught Guy with a blonde. Pulling out her cell phone she dialed Dorothy’s number.
After several rings her friend finally picked up.
“If you’re not careful Wayne is going to start hating you,” Dorothy said.
“I know. I know. You’re with him right now?”
“I told you I was.”
Taking several deep breaths Emily told her exactly what Lorraine said.
“What is this all about, Em?”
“Has he? I mean, I saw him on that first night and I’ve seen him with other women, but has he really stopped because of me?” Emily asked, needing her friend to answer her question.
“I don’t know the answer. Shouldn’t you ask Guy? No, wait. Hold on, let me ask Wayne.”
Emily kept the phone to her ear as she waited for her friend to get back to her.
She was growing impatient and checked her watch to make sure she wasn’t taking too long a break.
“Wayne has said he hasn’t seen Guy with a woman in a long time. He couldn’t say exactly.” Dorothy sighed over the line. “Em, he has a thing for you. I don’t know if it’s love or something else. All I know is I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”
“What should I do?” Emily asked. She’d been determined not to act on anything with Guy, but now she was totally confused by it all.
“Do what you feel is best. It has been a long time since you’ve given yourself to a man. Guy may not be the one, but he’s a great man to lose yourself in.”
Nodding, Emily stared up at the sky. “Tell Wayne I’m sorry for getting in his way.”
“I’ll tell him. Have a nice night, honey. I’m always here if you need to talk.”
She said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. There was nothing else for her to say.
“Did you get what you needed to know?” Guy asked.
Emily hadn’t heard him approach and spun ‘round to face him. “Guy, what did you hear?”
“I heard quite a bit. Tell me, Emily, what are you thinking?” He took a step closer. His hands were in his pockets.
“You’ve not had any other woman since you’ve met me?” she asked, taking a step back.
“No, I haven’t.”
“Why? I don’t understand.”
He kept on coming toward her. She stopped moving as she hit the wall. Her back was flush against the brick work.
He stepped in front of her, placing his hands on either side of her head.
“What’s there to understand? I’ve never had a problem with women before. I fuck ‘em and leave ‘em. It’s what I do. Every woman knows the score. I don’t settle down, not for anyone.”#p#分页标题#e#
“Why are you telling me this?” she asked. His body pressed to hers caging her in. she wasn’t afraid. In the last few weeks of knowing him, Emily knew he wasn’t the type of man to hurt a woman.
“Because you come along and suddenly I can’t be with other women, Em. You’ve done something to me that I don’t understand.” One of his hands moved from the wall to stroke her hair. “Everything about you captivates me.”
He leaned in close making her aware of his raging arousal.
“What do you want from me, Emily?” he asked.
She opened her lips to answer.
“Em, we need you back at the bar,” Tony said.
Jerking out from Guy’s arms she walked toward Tony. Her boss looked a lot safer than Guy did.
“This is not finished,” Guy said.
“I know.” She gave him one last look before entering the bar. The place had gotten busier since she’d taken a break.
What was she going to do about the man she just left? Her body was humming with activity. She hadn’t wanted to move from the confines of his arms. What did it all mean?
Focus on work now and on him later.
Taking the orders from the customers, she set to work fixing drinks.
Chapter Six
Leaning against his lamppost Guy stared up at the late night sky. Within a few weeks the warm weather would be replaced by the coldness of fall. He loved the dark months, the cold and the festive season all wrapped into one. Even in the cold he’d wait for Emily to finish. He’d drunk his last beer an hour ago, and he was watching the last few people leave. Half an hour later, as Emily always helped with the cleanup, the woman who’d been fucking him up walked out. When he’d heard her talking to Dorothy about him, he’d felt like someone had sucker-punched him in the gut. Then, when he heard the turmoil in her voice, he’d known what he wanted to do.