Red Light Special

Chapter 3

I lifted my head up from her chest and pushed the sweat covered hair from her face,

"hey beautiful"

There was a distance in her face, I knew exactly what it meant too.

"Hey..."

"So umm that was ..wow"

"Yeah, but I really think I should get going."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing,

"You know you don't have to you can come back with me I have a room at the Wardorf, we can go back grab something to eat, talk."

I really didn't want her to leave for some reason I feel some kind of attachment to her and I didn't want her to go.

"I better not, I have to work early, maybe some other time."

I sighed and pushed up pulling myself out of her and I really didn't want too. I stood up and stretched walking over grabbing my clothes and sliding my boxers and jeans on. I turned and grabbed a RedBull and when I turned back she had slipped her dress back on, she sat on the couch sliding her heels back on. I walked over and sat next to her trying to pull her hand to mine and she pulled back.

"Hey listen I had a nice time with you but I gotta go"

"NO... you don't..."

"bye Joey!"

She grabbed her purse and rushed from the room. I fell back against the couch and raked my hand through my hair did I do something wrong, say something I shouldn't have?

I cant believe I just did that, that wasn't me. Im not some girl that would fuck a guy just to fuck him no matter who he was. Joe was married and I let all the alcohol go to my head and I made a impulsive decision. I did the only thing I could think of doing, grab my stuff and get out of there. I ran down the hall past Victor,

"Aaliyah!!!"

I turned to see Victor run up,

"Hey you alright, where you rushing too"

"Im fine, I just gotta get out of here"

"about back there listen I wont say anything."

"It doesn't matter, I gotta go!"

I ran down the hall and out of the club. I jumped into my Explorer and slammed my fist on the steering wheel, what the fuck was this shit, and why do I feel like complete shit running out like that. I crammed my key into the ignition and peeled out. Everything played through my head, the way he made me feel, the connection, but reality hit after we had sex...he's married and I just something I swore I would never do. Im one of those girls now.

I sped up the interstate just reliving tonight, it took 20 minutes but I finally pulled up into the driveway behind Alesha's BMW and rushed in. I walked in my heartbeating so hard I could feel it in my ears. I screamed and threw my purse to the chair in frustration. A second later Alesha rushed in, still dressed in her costume from the club, 24 deep running out behind her,

"What the fuck why did you scream?"

"Girl I fucked up"

"what happened?"