The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: #8

Pen Name: randommama

Pairing/Character(s): Edward/Bella

Rating: T

Word Count: 500

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The Bar Maid and Me

When I dragged myself to the bar, I had never expected to find someone like her. There she was with her long, silky, mahogany hair and her deep, chocolate brown eyes that just drew you into their depths. Her smile lit up the whole room. She had the face and body of a goddess. and legs that seemed to go on for miles. Fuck me, her legs were encased in fishnet stockings. I sure did love fishnet stockings on a woman. No doubt about it, the woman was the stuff my dreams were made of.

However, she was clearly out of my league. Guys like me didn't get women like her. Certainly, she was giving me attention, but I think it was all part of her job.

Yet, I couldn't help but sit there and wonder if the particular attention she was giving me was something more. Could she really be interested?

I observed her for a time and came to the conclusion that she hovered around my table more than the others. She gave all her customers her winning smile; however, it seemed the most genuine when she flashed it my way. I couldn't help but feel that when she asked me if there was anything I needed, there was more to her question.

Maybe it was all just my imagination, though. Maybe it was just the drinks that made me read into her actions more than I should. She could've been paying me more mind because she wanted a big tip from me.

But, maybe I could indulge myself with the notion that she might actually be attracted to me. What would it hurt? It would be nice to feel something other than self-loathing for once.

I waved her over, feeling some newfound confidence. I figured I'd just man up and tell her what I really needed tonight.

"Hey there, handsome. What do you need?" She asked, looking expectant.

I stalled answering, taking one quick swig of my drink. A little liquid courage always helped a man become bolder, especially this man. Finally, I admitted, "I am in need of you tonight."

Her smile got infinitely bigger, before she leaned in and whispered, "I was wondering when, if ever, you were going to take the hint. I was starting to think you weren't interested. Wait for me out back. My shift ends in ten minutes." Then, she sashayed away, seemingly with a new bounce in her step.

After she'd gone, I had shivers running through my body. I wasn't just imagining things. She was attracted to me. She wanted me to meet her out back when her shift ended. Every nerve in my body tingled with anticipation.

I waited out back at the designated time, nervous that I might've just been jerked around. However, when she walked out, smiling at me, a hint of lust in her eyes, I knew that I wasn't dreaming.

Hey, maybe a guy like me could get a girl like her after all.