Chapter 4

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Candice

I sat next to Cleo on this insanely uncomfortable bar stool, sipping the remnants of my Mojito. The stupid stool was so loose and shaky that I had to wrestle with it, every five minutes whenever I'd shift my position to look at Cleo. After spinning and rocking myself into a frenzy, I simply quit moving all together and ended up with my body stiff and erect to the bar so long, that my back became sore.

Cleo, on the other hand, was having a blast on them. She would repeatedly spin in a circle or bounce roughly on the worn, tasteless red cushion completely aware of how anxious it made me.

I glared at her with annoyance and frustration. Her fun immediately came to a halt.

"Who died and snatched your personality with them?" She teased once she downed her fifth shot.

"Im not sure... that's a good question." I shot back sarcastically, "my best bud decided she wanted to drag me to this shoddy bar of suspect white men, just so I can be her personal Uber..." I trailed off once I noticed she wasn't even paying attention anymore. Heifer. She was conversing with the bartender and they both oogled one another in seductive silence. Cleo was ready to devour this man and all I wanted was to go home.

Could this night get any worse?

Curse me for not being able to tell her no... Her power of persuasion is amazing but at the same time I wanted to punch her in her skinny neck.

"I'm uh- gnna' go pee." I finally break free from the weird atmosphere. "You gnna be alright alone?" I feared she'd take the bartender right on the bar.

There was a moment of silence before I realized my non-existent.

'Alrighty then', I muttered to myself, almost falling over as I struggled to climb off my seat... I tapped the bar twice with the palm of my hand for one last attempt with Cleo. Nada. I left the two behind.

Deep in thought I figured I'd reapply my lipstick, stand around in the room until she realizes my disappearance and shoots me a text. It always works when I know she's reluctant to leave.

And, I sound pathetic...

My body stops abruptly and I feel a bit winded once my thoughts cleared.

"Whoa! slow down there girl." A smooth deep voice spoke. I looked up to smoldering light brown eyes and neatly arched brows. My eyes scanned down to a perfect flat nose and thick brown lips, a goatee surrounding it. My lips parted a bit in awe at this chocolate masterpiece that stood before me. I stepped back to get a better view and put the features together. It built a sexy puzzle of a man... his head was a little big, but you would need one with such sharp jaws and a body so tall and... holy fuc...

"Did I bump you too hard, or are you just happy to see me." Cocky to add...

I removed my eyes from his presence instantly. Clearly embarrassed for eye raping him. I needed a save quickly. I couldn't let him have the upper hand.

"Well aren't we a little corny." I quirked with a menacing smile.
Candice... you didn't say anything smart enough to warrant a smile like that.... I cursed myself in my head and the expression was erased. Handsome Mystery man caught me and I knew right then, that I was screwed.

"I'm sorry... that was douchey of me to say." He reached out a large brown hand. "I would love to buy you a drink and make up for my behavior." My interest peaked.

"hmm, you may have misbehaved quite a bit." I played along and met his grip. It was a bit rough but not uncomfortable. I almost didn't want to let go. It gave me a bit of a tingles through my abdomen the way he held on... we stayed this way for what seemed like centuries.

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