Silent No More(15)
Wow. That was not expected. Do I want this from this man? Yesterday, I was engaged…to someone else. Today, this delicious man, who I don’t even know, is kissing me and I like it. I’ve never experienced an attraction this fast.
The song ends all too quickly, and he steers us back to our table where I finish the rest of my half a glass of wine in one gulp. I go to take a seat, but he reaches for my hand halting me. I look up at him.
“I think we should get you out of here. I know what too much alcohol does to you and I don’t want a repeat of last night,” he says, smiling and leading me out of the bar.
When we reach the elevator, I notice the clock and it reads 9:46 pm. It isn’t too late on a Thursday night, but I really could use some sleep. I need to make sure I’m well rested for my meeting tomorrow morning.
As we enter, I press the button for my floor and he presses the code for the penthouse. When it reaches the seventh floor, the doors open and I go to walk out, but he has other plans. He moves forward, grabbing my waist and pins me in the front corner while holding the door open.
“Come up with me and have one more drink?” He phrases it in a question. “I’ll even feed you,” he states and I look up into his blue gaze. I grab the lapels from his jacket with both hands for something to hold on to as he’s towering over me. If I don’t hold myself back, there is no telling what I could do to this man.
“I can’t,” I say; although at this every moment, I really want to. Luckily, my brain knows better. “I have an early meeting tomorrow morning and I need as much sleep as possible,” I respond. It’s the truth, but I know if I go up with him, I may not stop things from progressing. It’s been far too long since I’ve been underneath anyone, and I’m finding myself wanting just that.
Releasing his jacket, I duck from under his arm and walk out of the elevator.
“Goodnight, Nick,” I say breathily as I’m walking to my room.
My phone chimes just as I’m opening the door and I check the text. It’s from him and I smile. I think this is the first real smile I have had in over twenty-four hours.
Good night, Shannon
Walking in the door, I kick off my pumps and place my purse on the bedside table, but keep my phone in my hand. I walk over to the window and look out. The beautiful, dark sky is scattered with stars and a bright full moon. I take a seat on the window pillow and continue looking out it.
Sitting with my back to the wall and my side against the window, I reply,
I could call you Nicky.
Which do you prefer?
I smile joyfully and it reaches my eyes. This just might be a fun game and I really don’t want to stop talking to him.
I prefer Nicholas since it is my name.
Nikki is my little sister, so you
can’t call me that or NICK.
I’m laughing when I hit reply again.
I’ll stick to Nick then.
I prefer it anyway.
It’s not five seconds later before my phone chimes once again and I’m smiling even more.
You’re obviously not going to sleep,
so come up here. The code is 7480.
You’re bothering me so stop,
and I will go to sleep.
I continue looking out the window for a few minutes. I really do need to go to sleep. Just then, there is a knock on the door. You’ve got to be kidding me. I tell him he’s bothering me and he shows up. I quickly send him a reply as I’m standing up.
I was kidding…you’re not bothering me.
You didn’t have to come down to get me.
When I open the door, I’m still not coming up with you.
GOOD NIGHT, Nick.
I roll my eyes as I toss my cellphone onto the bed. A few seconds later, it’s ringing. I’m already halfway to the door so whoever it is will have to wait. Even though I’m a little annoyed, okay, so that’s a lie; a wide smile creeps across my face knowing I’m about to see Nick again tonight.
I open the door without looking through the peephole since I know it’s him. The door opens and I’m shoved backwards hard. My smile leaves in an instant.
“What the hell!” I shout as I look up. Luke is staggering in, slamming the door behind him. He’s obviously drunk off his ass. Great. Peachy. This is just what I need to end the good night I was having.
“How did you know where I was?” I ask, but I don’t wait for his response. “You need to get out of here, NOW!” I shout. I’m pissed. I’ve seen him long enough for one day. What does he not get? We are over. I hear my phone from behind me ringing again, but I can’t be bothered with it now. I have to stay and deal with this.