Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 3: Booky

Sarah's POV

I am in the club with my hair and makeup still the same from earlier today, I didn't want to change them, as for my outfit I have on a sexy gold halter top mini dress with front and back tied with a black design, and a pair of sliver stiletto high heels. I stop dancing for a moment and make my way up to the DJ booth, "Hey Michael." I say sitting on one of the railings, "What up Sarah?" Michael says while playing with his computer, "I need a favor." I smile sweetly at him as he starts laughing, "Anything for my boss's girl." I can't help but feel kiddy hearing that, "I want you to play a certain song, I am in the mood to dance." Michael raises one of his eyebrows at me, "What did you have in mind?" I jump off the railing and walk up to him, "You think you can play my song?" Michael nods his head as I kiss his cheek and make my way back onto the dance floor. "Okay everyone, we have a special request." Michael says as he starts playing my favorite song to dance to. Half way through the song I climb onto the bar and start dancing again, the whole time I am dancing I can feel certain eyes following my every move. Once the song is over I hop off the bar and see Cole standing in front of me, "Enjoy the show Cole?" Cole clears his throat, "Very nice, but I am here to tell you that Mr. Davenport wants you." This makes me beyond happy. "Personal or business?" I can see the look in Cole's eyes, "Business it is." I walk past Cole and make my way up to where Booky and some guy are sitting. I push the curtain open looking to the left to see a guy with dirty blonde hair, his outfit consists of a black short sleeved shirt, white tie, a pair of black dress pants, a black belt, and finally black dress shoes. "How original." I say in a very sarcastic tone. I turn my attention to the guy on the right. His dark brown hair is slicked back, his piercing blue eyes following my every movement, and his chiseled jaw clenched tightly. He is wearing a white dress shirt that shows off his amazing biceps, his purple tie is untied hanging loosely around his neck, his black Rolex on his right wrist, he also has on black dress pants, a black belt, and a pair of expensive black dress shoes. His name is Thomas Davenport he runs this club, and he runs the city of Liberty Falls. "Booky." I giggle as Thomas holds out his hand to me. I take his hand as he leads me to the two of them. "This man wanted to meet you personally." I look over at the man in front of me, "Hi there sexy. You want to play with me?" I ask giggling and swing my legs over the sitting on his lap, "Yeah, sure." The man stutters. I tilt my head back to see Thomas watching our interaction very intensely. The man grabs my ass before glancing between Thomas and I, and he suddenly removes his hands from my ass, "I don't want to inconvenience anyone." Thomas tilts his head to the side, "Whatever do you mean?" Thomas asks in a calm voice. I lift my head back up and look at the man in his eyes, "You think of me as an inconvenience? Well I certainly wouldn't want to cause you any suffering, besides you aren't man enough for me anyways." I get up off the man's lap, "I just have this feeling that there is something between the two of you." I huff sitting down next to Thomas, "Booky, he doesn't like me." I pout at Thomas, and I hear Thomas let out a low growl as he turns and looks at me before turning his attention back to the man. "She is a very sexy woman, there is no denying that." The man starts trying to back track. Thomas runs his hand through his hair, "But you rejected her?" Thomas points out, the man isn't sure what to say at first, "Only out of respect for you Thomas." Thomas rolls his head with one of his wicked smiles starting to form on his lips, "If you had real respect for me, you wouldn't have turned down my gift." I smile one of my wicked smiles as I start twirling a piece of my blonde hair around my finger, "That's your girl." Thomas stands up and sits on the glass table in front of the man, "No, she is not my girl." I am a little hurt when I hear those words come out of his mouth, "She's not?" The man asks looking between the two of us, "No, she is my Queen, and you have made her upset." Thomas pulls out his gun. The man is terrified as he puts his hands up in the air, "Whoa Thomas." I get up from the couch and wrap my arms around Thomas's neck, "Baby, come on we talked about this." Thomas growls again, "Not right now. I unbutton a few buttons on his shirt and run my hand down the front of his now opened shirt, "You need to be a little less impulsive." Thomas grabs my hand as it reaches the top of his dress pants. "I am conducting business right now." I put my face in his neck, "No you are thinking with your gun again instead of thinking with that beautiful mind of yours." I run my hand through is prefect hair, 'Why are you doing this to me now? In front of someone I am threating." I swing my legs over his waist sitting on his lap, "Because I am trying to calm you down before you make any abrupt decision." Thomas lets out a loud deep breath, "I always weigh the good and the bad before I make a decision." I kiss his cheek, "Please for me?" He looks me in my eyes, "Booky." Thomas lets out another deep growl, my lips smash onto his I can feel the passion and the lust in the kiss. Thomas purrs quietly before handing over his gun to me, "Thank you." I kiss his lips one more time, "Anything for you." I giggle and sit back down on the couch when Thomas turns his attention back to the man across from him, "You were saying?" Thomas straightened his hair back to perfection, "Yeah about expansion." The man started, but out of the blue a gunshot is heard going off, and the man falls to the ground with a gunshot wound right through his skull. After a few seconds Thomas starts laughing his crazy laugh, "Yeah, I don't think you will be need that anymore." Thomas says through his laughs, Thomas turns to me and I start laughing along with him. Once our laughter is under control Thomas takes his gun back from me and puts the gun in his holster, "I thought you said we should be less impulsive?" I just shrug my shoulders, "I said you should be, I didn't say anything about me being less impulsive." Thomas rolls his eyes, "So, you kill the man?" He asks with a crazy smile on his face, "You were going to anyways." He pulls me into his arms and kisses me with passion, I kiss him back as I run my hands down his chest. "So did I do good daddy?" Thomas smiles grows bigger, "You did great as always baby girl." When he says that I can't help but feel proud of myself, "I live to make you proud." He pulls lightly on my hair, "We should go upstairs." I smile at him and giggle. "Between you dancing and killing that guy I am beyond ready." I bit my lip, only because I know that it drives him crazy, "What do you mean by ready?" I can see Thomas's chest start to heave up and down, 'Don't act so innocent." My hands tug on his tie, 'But I am innocent." Thomas smiles at me as his hands roam my body. I let out a little laugh taking off his dress shirt. My eyes fall to his tone chest, and his amazing abs. Thomas pushes me down onto the purple leather couch and pins my hands above my head. 'We going to do it on the couch this time?" I ask as I run my hands over both of this pecks and down his abs, "No, not this time baby. We are going home." Thomas picks me up bridal style, and walks off with me in his arms through two black double doors that lead to the outside.