Unnatural Love

Chapter 1: On The Rocks

Unnatural Love

Chapter 1: On The Rocks

"Jack and Coke, on the rocks."

I lifted my head, this is rare sight, what's an American doing in a local bar like Mike's Place? Ignoring my curiosity, I immediately got to work. I poured an appropriate amount of Jack Daniel's into a Collins glass that was filled with ice then poured coke to fill the glass. When I was done, I stirred it lightly and added a red straw before pushing it towards the man.

"Thanks," the man murmured before taking a sip. The straw I had given him pushed aside with his index finger while he took a drag from the glass. So he's the type of guy that does not use a straw, huh? I'll keep that in mind.

A yell from all the way to the end of the room caught my attention. I averted my eyes from the sexy American dude towards the group at the back. One guy was signalling me for another round of what they were having. Vodka shots.

I lined up nine shot glasses and poured the vodka precisely in each glass before placing them carefully on a tray then headed their way. The group was so loud I couldn't even hear myself when I said, "Nine more shots. On whose tab?" I groaned inwardly and rolled my eyes. I snapped my fingers at the one closest to me.

"I brought you nine more shots. Whose tab should I put it on?" I asked a second time.

The man looked up me, starting from my head then heading down to my toes. "Birthday boy in the middle," he pointed to another guy who looked completely trashed, "But I would like to buy you a drink."

I rolled my eyes again, "Sorry, I'm involved with someone," I told him before walking back to the bar. Placing the tray back where it belongs, I quickly wrote down the nine shots on the 'birthday boy's' tab.

A strong hand gripped my shoulder and I winced in pain. Quickly, I turned around and saw the man from the back table. There was a smirk on his face I badly wanted to wipe off. "Don't lie to me sweet cheeks. I will get you a drink." He told me.

"No. I told you already. I'm involved with someone!" I yelled.

His other hand took hold of my other shoulder, this time gripping it tighter than before. "Are you sure? You know you want it."

What happened after he finished that sentence was a blur. His hands came off of me and in a second, a hand appeared from the right, punching the stranger. He suddenly went from right in front of me to all the way to the back of the bar where his friends were at.

My head snapped to the right where the source of the hand was.

Shit. Sexy American dude.

"Uhhh..."

Sexy American dude walked over to the stranger, grabbing his collar and lifting him up easily. Jesus! He's strong. I wonder how it would feel like to have his hands around me. CRAP! Ally. SNAP OUT OF IT!

"One more word out of your mouth to her or about her and you're a dead man." Sexy American dude said in his American accent.

"Fuck. Sorry man!" the stranger exclaimed before shoving my saviour away from him and walked away, muttering a string of curses.

My eyes wandered back up to my knight in shining armour who was running a hand through his dark brown hair. Suddenly, his eyes shifted from the floor to mine and our eyes met for an instance before I looked away.

I felt heat rise up to my cheeks and I headed back to the bar checking the time on my watch. 3:56 in the morning. Trey should be here any minute now.