Ch 1 Ante up
Olivia Spencer returned from outside with her friend Rodney. The man veered off as Olivia continued to her table. She sat in the corner of the bar on a busy Friday night, next to Doris Wolfe, the District Attorney of the town.
"Okay Olivia, I have 70 points and you have 30." Doris was keeping score of their week long game. It was an old game, one from college that left a lot of broken hearted women across the U.S.
Olivia scanned the room for her next target. "Don't get too comfortable Doris; I plan on a home run tonight." The overconfident millionaire knew she would win; she always did. She just needed a good target that was worth points. Most of the women in the bar were familiars, ready and very willing. "There." Olivia pointed at a blond hair woman sitting in the corner. The woman gave them both a sexy grin and twirled her hair around her finger.
"Oh come on, that's too easy." Doris shook her head, rustling her straight shoulder length almost tangerine hair.
Olivia continued to scan the bar until, the door opened and walked in a woman with dark brown eyes and even darker brown hair.
"There." Olivia pointed in the woman's direction. "How much?"
Doris studied the woman as she sat at the bar.
"Okay, she's looking around, so she hasn't been here before and probably doesn't know it's a gay bar. That is definitely worth 15 points. Oooo, wedding rings, that is another 10.
Playing with a cross. She's probably religious, which is worth 15." Doris tallied the points. "That's 40 and impossible."
It was an almost perfect fifty points, all that the woman needed was to be a virgin, but Doris knew that couldn't be true.
"Why?" Olivia studied the woman. Nothing is impossible or off limits to me.
"She's married to that new cop. He arrested one of your friends last night." Not that Doris cared. Olivia's friends were not her friends.
"Wanna bet?" Olivia loved a challenge. It had been the theme of her whole life, proving people wrong time and time again.
"Okay 300 dollars if you sleep with her tonight."
"Afraid you gonna lose." Olivia challenged her old friend, she wanted more than 300.
"600, by tonight." It was the kind of money she and Olivia blew their noses on. In her old days Doris carried that kind of money in her back pocket and did care if it was there or not by the end of the night.
The green eyed millionaire slid the Gucci glasses, which rest on her crown, over her eyes.
"Watch me," Olivia slid out her seat and sashayed towards the woman.
Natalia Aituro walked into the bar, more than a little nervous. She scanned the room; the women heavily outnumbered the men. That is good because the last thing I need is some guy pushing up on me. She made a beeline for the bar. Not that she planned on drink, it just seemed like a safe spot and she could talk to the bartender if needed. She just wanted to get out of the house for the night. Her husband, Nicholas Aituro was working the night shift, which left her the only time she could have by herself.
Tonight she didn't feel like being alone, she wanted some human contact even from a distance.
Out the side of her eye she saw a woman approaching the bar. She watched as Olivia swayed towards her careful not to make eye contact. What kind of person where's sun glass at night and inside.
"What can I get you?" the bartender appeared in front of her.
"Oh, um, I'll have a soda."
"Oh now that's no fun." Olivia slid onto the bar stool beside Natalia. She scanned Natalia, taking time to appreciate her delicate form.
"I don't drink, I'm just sightseeing." Natalia didn't want to seem rude but she wanted to be by herself. She looked at the stranger willing her to leave. She didn't need any more friends. She didn't want any friend they just got her in trouble.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm being rude. I'm Olivia Spencer." Olivia held out her hand.
"I'm Natalia Aituro." Natalia took the offered hand, limply shaking it.
Olivia firmly gripped Natalia's hand, her thumb faintly running over the back. This woman hasn't done a day of hard work in her life, her hands are too soft. "It's good to meet you. Look I'm sorry if I am bothering you but you just looked lost and needed someone to talk to." Maybe naked and back at my place. "And I know what you are thinking, what kind of person where sunglasses at night." Olivia slid the glasses back on top of her head.
Natalia almost smiled at Olivia keen mind reading abilities. "Um, no. It's just been a long day, you know." The first sight of the green eye sent a shiver down her back. Sexy is an understatement. STOP. It looked as though Olivia hadn't been sleep in days, the hung over looked was offset by her green eyes and her impeccable style. Natalia's brown eye looped as she followed the long curls that hung from Olivia's head down pass her shoulder. Natalia continued her journey over Olivia chest covered by a tight white shirt and a gray vest.
Olivia smiled pushing her chest out slightly giving Natalia a better look just in case she didn't have x-ray vision. I'm up here. "Tell me about it." Olivia could tell the brown eyed goddess was intrigued. That's it, relax. I don't bite unless you ask nicely. "Where you from, haven't seen you around."
"Well I'm from Chicago. Me and my husband moved here a few weeks ago. Nicholas got the job here with the police department." Remember him, your husband. She shook her head trying to focus on anything but Olivia.
"How do you like it?" Olivia gave Natalia another once over, admiring the conservative outfit. This wasn't going to be as easy as first thought. This long black shirt and long black slacks aren't exactly screaming do me.
"It's okay I guess. I really haven't seen that much." Natalia shrugged her shoulder playing with her drink. Her heart began to race. I shouldn't have said that.
"Well I will have to change that. How about I take you out sightseeing?" I gotta get this woman alone. "What about tomorrow? Where do you live?" Olivia shifted closer. Her hand rested on the back of Natalia chair, just close enough to touch Natalia.
Natalia couldn't stop her mouth from moving. "I live on Spaulding Avenue. It's the yellow house on the right. But I don't know I'll have to see what Nicky has planned," the heat was coming off Olivia in waves, warming Natalia more than the summer heat. If I didn't know better I would have thought Olivia was coming on to me.
"Here's my number call me if you want to make plans, anytime." Olivia slipped a small card in Natalia's hand and smiled. She slowly extracted her hand, letting her finger slide across the palm of Natalia hand.
Olivia walked away taking her seat next to Doris.
Stunned, Natalia got up from the bar and waved in Olivia direction. She received a wink and a wave in return. She was coming on to me. She barely contained the smile before she got outside of the bar. You still got it Talia, not matter what he says.
"So what happened to tonight?" Doris wasn't surprised when the woman waved at them.
She was more surprised Olivia was waving bye too, walking the young woman out. Someone is losing it.
"Oh this is going to take at least another night but trust me she will be mine in no time." Olivia waved back and winked. Natalia is going to be too easy.
"Care to raise the stakes."
"You'll lose Doris. She's already mine." Confidence is my middle name.
"Okay, Casanova, double or nothing if you bed her by the end of the next week." Olivia's eyebrows shot up.
"Bet. You might as well give me the money now." Olivia leaned back in her chair laughing at herself.