The Family Man

Prologue

The fact that I caught my now ex-boyfriend and ex- best friend having sex in my apartment sickened me completely to the bone. Amy and Brad I just can't believe they would hurt me like that. He always said he loved me and at one time I nearly said it back but now all I felt was hatred for the both of them. Amy I always had her back I always comforted her, but I was stupid I should have seem the signs of their attraction, the hair flipping, the blushing and giggling. They had shamelessly bickered in front of me and people had often asked if they were a couple. I should have seen they were digging on each other like dogs.

I looked around the bar sucking up my tears and putting on my best fake smile. The bar was well lit and no one was able to lurk in the shadows and watch others from afar. It wasn't even crowded it had about twenty people in all. The waitress' shamelessly flirted with the male customers talk about lack of taste; the men in here were mostly in the fifties and looked like they worked in a garage. They carried boy funk with them.

I sipped silently on my drink getting drunk was my way of dismissing my pain and I have never really been drunk. Tonight I was going to get drunk and not care about what happens. I felt a sudden chill run up my spin and I shivered. What was that? My head turned to the entrance of the bar and a very handsome man and I eyes locked and my heart rate accelerated, my breathing hitched and my cup clattered to the bar counter. A smile tugged on his lips and I swiftly turned around to the bartender who had been hitting on me since I came in.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes." I sighed. I looked from the corner of my eye if the stranger was still standing at the entrance but he was gone. I looked around and he was sitting at one of the tables, looking at me intently with those beautiful green eyes. His waitress walked over to him looking flirtatiously at him, popping her gum and flipping her hair. He winked at me and I quickly turned my head. "Can I have a beer please?" I asked looking at the bartender.

"Coming right up." I waited for him to return.

"Hey baby you look mighty fine in those jeans." A rough voice whispered in my ear and my skin literally crawled. He put his hand on the small of my back and I pushed him off. "Don't be like that." His breath reeked.

"Dude back off." I pushed him away.

"I have been watching you for a while and I know you have been watching me too." He pulled my arm and I pushed him off again. "You know my truck is outside we can go in and out in ten minutes." He smirked and to say I was disgusted was an understatement.

"Really?" I jumped from the bar stool and kneed him in the balls. He groped himself and fell to the floor. "Didn't your mother teach you how to talk to women you pig?" I looked at him in disgusted on the floor. A big guy took him off the floor and pushed him out the door onto the street. Good.

The bartender came with my beer and I was chugging it down, when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned and the guy with those beautiful green eyes was smiling at me and I choked on the beer.

"May I sit?" He asked and my voice refused to work so I nodded a yes. "Thanks." He sat there silently while I finished my beer and looked around the bar waiting for him to say something.

"Great night isn't it." He smiled sipping his alcoholic beverage.

"Kind of chilly." I replied that was just weird talking about the weather.

"Yep." He looked like he was trying to figure out what to say.

"Are you shy or something?" I blurted.

He chuckled. "No, I just value my balls."

"Just don't be a pratt." I smiled at him.

"Why are you alone at a bar?" he asked.

"You don't really know if I'm alone, now do you?" I had another drink and I had a buzz on.

"Are you alone?" he asked looking around.

"You might be a pervert trying to kidnap me." I looked at him suspiciously.

"Kidnapping isn't my thing." He smiled. He didn't seem like a bad guy and we sat there for most of the night drinking shots together. "Why are you alone at a bar getting drunk?" he asked.

"My once boyfriend and best friend decided to celebrate our graduation having sex on my bed. So yes I am here alone to get drunk and do something stupid with a stranger. Hey want to be that stranger?" I asked him as I slightly slurred.

"You look like an amazing girl, not uptight like some of the girls I know, that guy was an idiot." He smiled at me.

"I know I'm awesome." I looked at him and I felt my heart leap. I looked at the time it was almost one in the morning I have to get home. I started to get up and tripped and his massive hands took hold of me and I swore I was going to pass out.

"Do you want a ride?" he asked.

"Yes...please." He led me outside and the chill of the morning air hit me to my bones. I shivered. He shrugged off his jacket and placed it over my shoulders. "Thanks." I smiled up at him. He lead me to what I assumed was his car and a very large man stood there and opened the door.

The drive was fast and I nodded off a couple times. I was lifted out of the car and I clung to someone's neck hiding my face from the bright lights. I heard elevator doors opening and being placed on something soft, very comfortable. The person moved a lock of blonde hair from my face; the touch was burning. He kissed my forehead and I pulled his lips to mine and I kissed him hard and dragged him to the where I laid. I kissed him more and I teased him, I undid his pants and took off his shirt.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Virginity is over rated these days I might as well do it when I'm drunk." Silence fell between us and I continued what I was doing with him. I felt a sharp pain run throughout my body and my body being moved to a rhythm and a pressure being set free.

I woke to the sun pouring through the window and something really hard pressed against my body. I looked over my shoulder and that guy from the bar last night face and bare chest greeted me. What have I done? I slowly moved his hand from over my stomach and stepped out of the bed I saw my clothes on the floor and I picked them up. I can't take embarrassment; I rushed out the bed room door and quickly put on my jeans and t-shirt. I looked around the apartment; it screamed wealth, he must be really rich but I wasn't going to ask him I'm leaving.

I was putting on my boots when I heard someone clear their throat. "Where are you going so early?" his voice asked and I felt my face heat.

"I have to get home." I tied the laced in a hurry.

"Do you have someone waiting up for you?" he asked my back still turned to him.

"Actually yes I have a man to take care of." I braved up and faced him. He stood there all fine in boxers.

"A man?" he questioned.

"Yes, I guess last night was great but I have to go, so see you around." I smiled and opened the door and rushed out the door and out the building feeling really disgusted at what I had just done. I didn't even know his name.

Tell me what you think please.
-Eve