The Fourth Horseman

Talking With The Stars

I walked to the kitchen naked and grabbed two glasses down from the cabinet. Grabbed my best bottle of whiskey and poured two decent sized drinks. I picked them up and was going to head to the bedroom but Jay was already there with me. "I don't know how you sneak around so quietly! Have you been here the whole time?"

"Of course. Followed you every step of the way. I see your fond of whiskey. Is that your drink of choice?"
It's that even a question for a southern girl like me? "Come on now Jay you should know better. It's all we drink, aside from a little tequila every now and then. "

He nodded his head and took a sip of his drink. His body language was telling me he didn't know what to say and I enjoyed this power I held over him. I felt like a million bucks! I felt brave and free to be myself around him, even though I could see he was struggling to make even the slightest of small talk. He was nervous. I zeroed in on my target and took this time to take pleasure in being the most dominate in the room. I picked up my drink and walked closer to him.

"Jay why do your eyes change to black sometimes.  I admit that green is beautiful but that black.... it's eerie, odd and creepy. I fucking love it. Never seen anything like it."He damn near spit his drink out. "You love it?!?"

"How could you love something like that? It's something I hate about myself. My emotion triggers the change obviously. Anger, fear, lust, sometimes even happiness but that doesn't happen much." Drifting back to silent stoic Jay I pursed my lips and snorted. " Oh please Jay don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining. Look at you! I'm willing to bet you got a whole host of women in all counties east AND west of the Mississippi. What are you talking about happiness doesn't happen that often."
"Nicole happiness isn't fucking. Fucking is just FUCKING. I don't have to be happy to be fucking someone I just have to be hard. Usually when it's over I'm out. Nothing worse than lingering around."

"So what the hell are you doing here with me now? Go on Jay you've got some pussy feel free to go." I wasn't offended in the least, I knew what this was gonna be the moment it started. I got what I wanted out of the deal, a fan-fucking-tastic orgasm.

"I don't want to leave. I want to be with you for a while longer. Can we have another drink and maybe I can get to know you better? I've never met anyone like you Nicole."
Like that ain't the first time I've heard that one. "That's what they all say. Come with me let's go to the porch and get some fresh air." I grabbed the bottle of whiskey and made my way to the sliding glass door still completely naked. Jay was in front of me in an instant, eyes black, blocking my body from the door.

"What's the matter Jay it's ok I go out here naked all the time caint no one see this far and anyways its so fucking late ain't no body up. Even if they were it's too God damn dark to see."

Jay laughed. He laughed out loud. " I like the way you talk."

"Well I like the way you talk, now get the hell out of my way I got a chair waiting and my ice is melting,watering this whiskey down."

He followed me outside, still so close to me every way I went. I liked it. I liked having this big man follow me like a love struck puppy.

I settled into my chair and he pulled his closer to mine. We sipped our drinks in silence and enjoyed the company.
"So you going to tell me how you hurt that arm? "

"Nothing really to tell. I was making my way through and had to stop and get some gas. I guess a couple of guys didn't like the way I was standing or where I was looking so they let me know. And I let them know they fucked with the wrong guy. That's pretty much it. I heal really fast so usually I don't worry about stitches or hospital visits. I was close to the hospital and tired from driving so I figured might as well go get it cleaned up. And I am so happy I did."

I smiled at him as he leaned closer to me in his chair while holding his glass. He was just about as intoxicating as the whiskey I was drinking. I pushed the thought of getting used to having Jay around out of my mind. I knew better. Men like Jay wouldn't get tied down to one place or one woman. He was a rare occurrence, like a shooting star. Blazing through the sky, burning a path in their wake. Gone almost as fast as it appeared.

You could wish on a shooting star if lucky enough to see one. Instead of sending a wish up to the heavens this time, I sent a a thank you with all my heart.  I knew this man would never be mine forever but I'd be God damned if I didn't live this night like he was.