Dominic's POV
I turn to follow her as she rushes to grab her purse behind the bar, "Security Guard? Why haven't I seen you here before now? It's closing time?" she asks.
"Yes, Miss. The owner asked me to come by and check on you when you close the bar tonight. That is why I have a key." I respond as I hold it up once more to show her.
"So you heard me singing the whole time, huh?" she asks as she anxiously runs her fingers through her silky blonde mane.
"Ahhh, miss, please do not be shy. You were stunning. I couldn't take my eyes off you." I tell her as I slowly approach her.
She places her purse across her shoulder and anxiously fidgets where she stands, "It's just that nobody has ever heard me sing before but maybe three people." She quietly mumbles.
I shake my head from side to side, "Well, that is a shame; I enjoyed it very much." I respond as I creep towards the bar where she stands so that I may get a closer look into her beautiful blue eyes. She is absolutely breath-taking, "What's your name, Miss?" I ask.
She clears her throat, "It's Maggie Hudson."
I sit directly at the barstool in front of the bar, "Why are you so sad, Maggie?"
Tears begin to well in her eyes, "Well, my Grandmother just passed away yesterday. I used to play that song for her at her house on the piano; I would also sing for her. It was one of her favorite songs."
I put my head down. "Ahh... I am so sorry for your loss, Maggie."
She shrugs and wipes the tears away with her index finger, "Well, you know... these things happen. She lived a good life. Better than most, I would imagine. Anyway...I'll hurry up and clock out so we can leave and lock up. I don't mean to keep you."
She scurries past me and down the hallway, "No, Maggie...I..." I begin to respond before she quickly disappears around the corner, down the hallway. I quickly jump up to follow; watching her long blonde hair cascade down to the middle of her back, and admiring how amazing her curves are. I can't help but watch as she sways her hips ever so slightly as she turns the corner to the breakroom to clock out. I lean against the wall and patiently wait outside in the hallway until she comes out.
As she strolls out and passes me, she pulls her hair to the side revealing her neckline and shoulders before walking down the hallway. While following her back toward the bar, I imagine leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. Her skin is so luminous I could run my lips down every inch of her body. She spins around to face me as she approaches the front door. It's either cold in here to her, or my presence impacts her body. Her nipples stand at attention through her cut-off shirt, and I flash her a cheeky grin, "Okay, I'm ready, Dominic." She stutters.
I nod, but I'm frozen in place, and I can't take my eyes off her. She notices that I'm staring hard at her chest and quickly crosses her arms in an attempt to cover them as she bites her lip. I swallow hard, "I will wa..wa..walk you out, Maggie."
She turns and exits the front door; I follow her, locking the door on the way out. I stay back and admire how the wind whips her beautiful long mane around as she walks towards her car. I'm obviously obsessed with her hair... I love blondes...especially ones as beautiful as she is. Once she approaches the car, she opens the door and turns around to face me, "Ummm... would you mind not telling anyone what you saw me do here?"
I sigh audibly, "I won't say anything." I respond.
She smiles as she hops into the car and shuts the door. As she starts the car, she rolls down her window, "Goodnight, Dominic." She says as she flashes a warm smile.
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Bellissimo Angelo - Book Three
Lãng mạnMaggie Hudson is a shy quiet girl from Laurel Mississippi working as a bartender at a local bar. Dominic Rossi is a sexy Italian heartthrob that just moved to Laurel on a whim who was hired to work as security there. The moment the two meet, the che...