to the redhead purring next to me, but I don’t want an easy lay tonight. I want a challenge, and I see I have one. Studying her walk, how she stands, her eyes, I smile, thinking it will be fun getting to know her. She shakes her head every time she looks my way, sighing in frustration. Yes, I’m in her mind, now I want in that body of hers.
“I’m going home, brother. You coming?” Layern says, standing with a lady on his arm. I stare at him in confusion, I know who already holds my brother’s heart. Maybe he’s over her.
“I think I’ll make sure Marilyn gets home safe, but you have some fun with both,” I say, leaning over and giving the redhead next to me a kiss. “Sweetheart, you and your friend will take care of my brother, right?” I smile, and she melts.
“Yes, of course,” she says, rising. Layern takes her arm, and they all go for the door. It’s getting late. I will stay until she leaves . I need to see what I’m up against.
MARILYN
I wish this guy would just leave. Shit, I don’t have time for this crap. If he thinks throwing his money around is going to get him laid, then he is out of his mind. I hate when these rich asses come in the bar, and assume, because I work at a bar, that I’m desperate. Please.
I can’t wa it to get home and soak my feet. I’ve been working all day; leaving my first job at the gas station, and coming to the bar with only an hour break, my jobs can really wear me out. Glancing at his table, I see his friend is leaving, and he is staring at me, again, with those fucking amazing eyes. I don’t care if he waits. If he harasses me when I get off work, which is in about twenty minutes, I’m going to kick him right in the balls.
“ Marilyn!” I hear Jasmine call my name. I turn, and she is looking at him.
“Yes, Jasmine ?” I ask, watching her stare at him.
“ Who is that hot, sexy man staring at you?” Jasmine asks, licking her lips and rubbing her hand up her neck. Is this loser turning her on, really?
“ Some guy who can’t take ‘no’ for an answer. If you want him, go at it, I’m not giving him the time of day or night,” I say, watching her mouth move. No words are coming out. “Jasmine, snap out of it! Geez, he’s just a guy, a very hot guy, but still a guy who probably just wants a roll in the hay, or maybe even in the car. Jasmine? Jasmine, are you listening to me?” I ask, shaking her arm.
“Yes, I’m listen ing to you. I would have him if I could. Shit, I would even share him with you, but looks like he only has eyes for you,” she says, smiling. Jasmine is my only friend. I don’t have any brothers or sisters. My father is in prison, and my mother should be in prison. I’m not easy to get along with, yet Jasmine can always make me smile.
“Well , Jazz, you don’t have to share, he’s all yours. Maybe he’ll leave me alone, and stop staring at me. It’s uncomfortable having his eyes roam my body,” I say, shivering.
“ Marilyn, listen, when was the last time you had sex? Before you answer, remember I’ve been your friend for at least two years, and you never come into work talking about a steamy night. So, look at the hot guy again, and ask yourself: do you really want to pass up a very handsome, sexy man who is staring at you like you are freaking awesome?” Jasmine asks excitedly. I roll my eyes at her, and she shakes her head, walking behind the bar.
“I’m going home now, my shift is over. I don’t want to talk to him. Besides, you know he would not want me, anyway,” I say, going over to the bar to count my tips.
“Who says it’s a relationship? I t’s just sex, you can have that. Don’t tell him anything, just have sex.”
“Nope, have a good night , Jazz,” I say, waving to Jimmy, the bartender and owner. I walk out of the back of the bar, hoping he thinks I’m in the bathroom and doesn’t follow me. I push open the door, and the night air is awesome, it has cooled down some. I get to go home,
“I’m going home, brother. You coming?” Layern says, standing with a lady on his arm. I stare at him in confusion, I know who already holds my brother’s heart. Maybe he’s over her.
“I think I’ll make sure Marilyn gets home safe, but you have some fun with both,” I say, leaning over and giving the redhead next to me a kiss. “Sweetheart, you and your friend will take care of my brother, right?” I smile, and she melts.
“Yes, of course,” she says, rising. Layern takes her arm, and they all go for the door. It’s getting late. I will stay until she leaves . I need to see what I’m up against.
MARILYN
I wish this guy would just leave. Shit, I don’t have time for this crap. If he thinks throwing his money around is going to get him laid, then he is out of his mind. I hate when these rich asses come in the bar, and assume, because I work at a bar, that I’m desperate. Please.
I can’t wa it to get home and soak my feet. I’ve been working all day; leaving my first job at the gas station, and coming to the bar with only an hour break, my jobs can really wear me out. Glancing at his table, I see his friend is leaving, and he is staring at me, again, with those fucking amazing eyes. I don’t care if he waits. If he harasses me when I get off work, which is in about twenty minutes, I’m going to kick him right in the balls.
“ Marilyn!” I hear Jasmine call my name. I turn, and she is looking at him.
“Yes, Jasmine ?” I ask, watching her stare at him.
“ Who is that hot, sexy man staring at you?” Jasmine asks, licking her lips and rubbing her hand up her neck. Is this loser turning her on, really?
“ Some guy who can’t take ‘no’ for an answer. If you want him, go at it, I’m not giving him the time of day or night,” I say, watching her mouth move. No words are coming out. “Jasmine, snap out of it! Geez, he’s just a guy, a very hot guy, but still a guy who probably just wants a roll in the hay, or maybe even in the car. Jasmine? Jasmine, are you listening to me?” I ask, shaking her arm.
“Yes, I’m listen ing to you. I would have him if I could. Shit, I would even share him with you, but looks like he only has eyes for you,” she says, smiling. Jasmine is my only friend. I don’t have any brothers or sisters. My father is in prison, and my mother should be in prison. I’m not easy to get along with, yet Jasmine can always make me smile.
“Well , Jazz, you don’t have to share, he’s all yours. Maybe he’ll leave me alone, and stop staring at me. It’s uncomfortable having his eyes roam my body,” I say, shivering.
“ Marilyn, listen, when was the last time you had sex? Before you answer, remember I’ve been your friend for at least two years, and you never come into work talking about a steamy night. So, look at the hot guy again, and ask yourself: do you really want to pass up a very handsome, sexy man who is staring at you like you are freaking awesome?” Jasmine asks excitedly. I roll my eyes at her, and she shakes her head, walking behind the bar.
“I’m going home now, my shift is over. I don’t want to talk to him. Besides, you know he would not want me, anyway,” I say, going over to the bar to count my tips.
“Who says it’s a relationship? I t’s just sex, you can have that. Don’t tell him anything, just have sex.”
“Nope, have a good night , Jazz,” I say, waving to Jimmy, the bartender and owner. I walk out of the back of the bar, hoping he thinks I’m in the bathroom and doesn’t follow me. I push open the door, and the night air is awesome, it has cooled down some. I get to go home,
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