I wake up under the covers. I roll over and see a man lying on his stomach sound asleep. I follow the V down his back to where the blanket lies covering him up, with one leg out of the sheets. The dimples above his back leave me breathless and I turn away in case he wakes up and catches me staring at his ass. I slowly get out of the bed putting my feet softly on the ground. I tip toe to the bathroom and close the door. I look in the mirror and my eyes widen with horror and disgust. My eyeliner is smeared under my eyes like a raccoon and my hair is knotted. I find a comb under the sink and brush out what I can in only a few moments. I clean up my face with crappy soup, and take a swig of mouth wash they leave for guests. I walk back out and start to dress. I decided against waking him up and just leave. I put on my first red high heel, and when I go I reach for the other I hear a groan. I pause and wait for him to move but he doesn't. I put my other shoe on and walk out as quietly as I can. I find a cab idling near the motel and take it back to my apartment.
Later that night I get ready and head out to work. The Cavern is a popular local bar in Lebanon, Kansas. I moved here 4 months ago from New York to escape the city life I grew up in, leaving everything behind. I get behind the bar and start making drinks and serving beer to the customers. Most are locals, some are travelers passing through. As I'm mixing a drink I hear the bar door open and I already know, it's him. I continue making my drink slowing down so I don't have to turn around as quickly and meet his gaze just yet. When finished, I bring the drink to the customer and walk over to where he is sitting at the bar. He tilts his head up a little and smirks. His green eyes shine even in the dark bar lighting.
"Hello Hayden" he says still smirking.
"Hi Dean" I return grabbing a beer and passing it over to him. He takes a sip with the same smirk staying on his face.
"How'd you know I would want a beer?" He asks titling it towards me. I smile at him as I toss the cap behind me into the trash without missing.
"Well, I can't just tell you my secrets" I tease him with a wink and leave to attend another customer. I stay on edge the entire time he is there. My heart beats faster each time I go over to him. A little while passes and I know he needs another drink. I walk over to where he is shooting darts and bring another beer. I pick up the empty one and turn on my heels when he grabs my waist to turn me around. I feel my heart stop. We are a foot away from one another and his hands rest easily on the bones around my waist.
"This will be it for tonight" he says before letting go of me. I nod my head with a slight grin and turn slowly away. I feel his eyes on me as I walk behind the bar. I dispose of the old bottle and step into the back. I fall against the wall and lower myself onto the floor to try and control my heart rate. We've been flirting for weeks and last night was the first night we left together. The sex was amazing. He knew how to move and didn't need any type of direction. The whole world melted away when I was with him. I compose myself and brush the hair behind my ears. When I go back inside, the beer I brought out to him is sitting there half empty. I walk over to collect it and find a napkin with scribbles. "Take 2? I'll be waiting when you get off." I crumple the paper napkin and smile. The rest of the night went by slowly as I anticipated another amazing night. After closing and cleaning up, it's finally time to leave. I look at the clock and its 4 a.m. I lock up the front door and walk outside. I look around for Dean but don't see him anywhere. Disappointed, I walk around to the back to head back to my apartment. As I pass the door I hear a familiar voice, "About time." It's deep but soft. I turn my head and see a familiar silhouette standing against the door. I walk over to him confidently on the outside but trembling on the inside. "Why did you cut out so quickly this morning?" I'm asked when our faces are barely lit to one another from the moon.
I pull at my skirt and stop a few steps away from him. "Oh, you know" I say not really knowing the answer.
"No, I don't." He says back pulling me closer and swinging me around, putting my back against the wall. I brush up against the bricks gently and he kisses my neck. I grab his waist and pull him closer. We end up in the back of his car. He grabs protection out of the glove box and I laugh. He gives me a look "what?" His eyes searching mine for an answer.
"Nothing, you have them in your car. It's just typical." I say helping him put it on.
"Well what's about to happen won't be typical" he moans and thrusts. After, I lay there on top of him. He's propped against the door and looks at me. I pull myself up and grab my clothes. As I try to dress he pulls my arm down "what's the rush for now?" He asks seductively, pulling at my top I'm trying to put on.
"It's 630 in the morning. The sun is about to rise." I explain looking at the clock. He nods his head letting go of my shirt and grabs his own. After getting dressed I go to step out of his car and head home for some rest.
"I can give you a ride" he says before I step out.
I look at him and after a second "I'm not sure you should know where I live." I tease. He laughs a little and starts the car.
"Where am I going?" He asks. I shut the door and give him directions. The ride is silent. I unbuckle the seat belt and get out of the car. I lean into the open window "see you around D" I say with a wink and walk away. The car peels out of the parking lot with the fading sounds of an AC/DC song. I walk up the 6 flight of stairs to my apartment and unlock the door. I throw last nights clothes in a pile and hop into the shower. After, when I'm lying in bed all I can think about is him kissing me, touching me, caressing me. I knew I was in trouble.