Samantha sighed sitting down at the bar knowing that her best friend and the bartender on shift tonight would soon rush to her aid.
"So how was it Sam?" a voice said and she looked up to see her blonde haired best friend looking at her curiously.
"Who invites their girlfriend out to a fancy dinner just to tell them that he's been cheating on her? What is actually wrong with men these days?" Sam said incredulously.
"Wow, I mean I knew he was a douche but seriously." Lleyton shook his head, "I'm sorry Sweetie." He gave her a hug over the counter, "Did he at least pay?"
"I walked out on him so I sure as hell hope so." She smiled as Lleyton laughed, "Just after everything that has been going on lately this is the opposite of what I need." Just two weeks ago Samantha had been packing up the final boxes of her stuff from her old apartment when the building next door had an explosion, she hadn't been too seriously injured thankfully because she was rescued but now there was what seemed like a government cover up happening, she didn't know what caused the explosion, how it was being resolved or who rescued her, all she knew was she had a healthy amount of money deposited into her bank account and a new apartment organized for her. She also had the government agency chasing her for information that she didn't have.
"How do you feel anyway?" Lleyton asked producing her with a mint cocktail.
"I'm doing alright just a bit iffy about these people, if they could give me a proper answer over the phone it would be alright but no one will!" she groaned taking a sip of her drink and sighing in content thanking him, it was then when she noticed a pair of eyes on her, she turned to the man, "Yes?" she said a little rudely, and he shook his head still staring at her intently, she looked at him some more, he was wearing a plain black button up shirt and black jeans but he still managed to make them look incredible, his hair was jet black and to his shoulders and his face was handsome but then there was his eyes, they were piercing. Finally he pulled his eyes from her and looked back at the bar to his drink and Sam gave in.
"But still back too Cruz, why does he have to be such an ass? Why couldn't he just be a man and dump me when he wanted to and not cheat on me?"
"I don't think that's how his mind works Sami, he got tempted so he turned into a lying asshole, excuse me sweetie, customers." He said leaving her alone to her thoughts, the guy was still sitting there silently and something about him really caught her eye.
"Well anyway Sami that's a shame although I know you can do better." Lleyton said with a smile, nudging his head in the man's direction with a wink.
She rolled her eyes at him, if Lleyton had his way he would set her up with a new guy every week, "I'm over the idea of looking for true love, maybe I should do what you did and wait for it too come to me?"
"Ooh yes, that could be an idea" he agreed, "Another?" he said to her noticing her empty cup, and he knew how to make a killer mint cocktail. She shook her head, "I've got an early morning, got to move more of my stuff to my new place and I need to finish packing the rest of what was recovered.
"What about you mate?" Lleyton asked turning to the mystery man.
"No, thank you, I should leave now." He said his voice was deep and had a slight accent to it, but like the rest of him it was sexy. He got up and placed a bill on the bar for Lleyton thanking him once more and with a final glace at Sam he turned and left the club. Both Lleyton and Samantha's glace followed his figure.
"Who is he?" She said instantly turning back to her friend.
"God, I know!" He agrees with a sly smile, "He comes in now and then, doesn't say much, but basically he travels a lot, I think he's from out of town, he works with his brother, and when he is here his brother is spending time with his girlfriend. I think his name is Tom."
She nodded, "He's got the dark and mysterious thing down-pat."
Lleyton laughed, "He's completely your type, dark, brooding, yet sexy as hell and probably bad news."
She wanted to defend herself but he was right, she had a thing for bad boys.
"You want me to call you if he comes by again?"
"No" she decided, "I have too much going on, I don't need distractions."
"Are you sure? Maybe you just need a fling? I'm sure he'd be amazing in the sack. He normally leaves and comes back like 10 minutes later, I think he's waiting for his brother to finish with his girlfriend so they can leave I don't know, so you could wait, he's also got a bit of a British accent going on, that's even better for you."
"Okay Lleyt, you have fun, I'm going home." She laughed blushing slightly, not that she was embarrassed by sex but he was so intoxicating that she was a little worried that she would change her mind and start hanging out here way too much waiting for him to reappear. Lleyton just smirked as she bid him goodbye with a kiss on the cheek and a quick hug.
Tom huh? She didn't know what to make of him, the look he had given her, and it was a mixture of intrigue, curiosity and something else she couldn't quite place, and his eyes, wow. She sighed walking down the passage to her apartment, but even as she cleaned her face, showered and dressed in her night wear he filled her mind and all she could think as she laid down to sleep was that Lleyton was right, he was her type.