I woke up in my bed feeling relaxed and refreshed till I heard, "Tsk, tsk that wasn't smart of you to run away from me like that Maranda." I looked over and saw Mr. East. You remember him from the club on my birthday? Yea, well now he's standing on the side of my bed staring at me. I let out a scream
"How the hell did you get into my house?" I questioned as I held my covers close to my chest like that was going to do something, it just made me feel better.
"I told you I was going to find you baby." He said with his creepy smirk. What did he mean by that? I guess I should catch y'all up on what happened at the club
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"Excuse me miss what's your name?" Mr. East asked me as he stared deep into my eyes.
"It's Maranda." I said as I swallowed my spit. My throat was dry and my nerves where at an all time high. This man's mannerisms scared me and intrigued me at the same time.
"Maranda." He repeated after me as he still had my hand in his as he rubbed his thumb over it, "Well Maranda I'm Dave."
"So I've heard." I replied as I took my hand out of his and looked around.
My eyes landed on the bar. Toya and Carmen where living it up taking shot after shot. But Taj had her eyes trained over my way. She was watching Dave like a hawk. He didn't seem to notice or care cause his eyes were still fixed on me. I didn't know what to do so I just stood there being all shy.
"So you've heard about me?" He asked me as he licked his lips.
"Not really. Just for today. Can we go over to the bar? I'm kind of thirsty." I was nervous and I don't do well with my nerves so I wanted to be around the ppl I knew. Maybe I'll loosen up and be able to talk to him better.
"Nah I think we're good right here Maranda. I'll someone bring something over. Have a seat." His tone was demanding but polite as he waved over one of the service girls.
"Yes Mr. East?"
"Yea, get my lady right here whatever she wants."
His lady?!? I don't even know this man from a can of paint. I went to dispute what he was saying, "Oh no I'm not...", but I cut myself off because the look on his face told me shut the fuck up, "Um let me just get a strawberry margarita please." I mumbled. Not sure if she heard me, but she nodded and told us she'll be right back.
"So. Manda tell me about yourself." He said as he took a cigar from the inside pocket of his jacket and lit it up. And all I can think to myself is we're doing nicknames now?
"Um I don't think there's much to tell about me."
"Let me be the judge of that." Dave replied as he took a puff from his cigar. The bottle girl gave me my drink and I thanked her.
"Why you want to know about me so bad?" I eyed him. He didn't reply right away. He took another puff and then slid close to me so he could whisper in my ear.
"It's just something contagious about you baby." He said to me and as he backed away his lips grazed my ear causing a shiver to go down my spine. What is this man trying to do to me. I backed away a bit and took a sip of my drink to try and cool myself down some, "Now tell me about yourself." He said in that demanding tone of his.
"Um well...today's my birthday..." I replied as I fiddled with my hands. Beating myself up inside my head because that's the only thing I could come up with.
"Oh it is?" He asked in a surprise tone. I just nodded in response, "Well it looks like I'm going to have to get you a real nice birthday gift." He said with hooded eyes. Why is he looking at me like that?
