"Second Chance"

Chapter 2

(Ray's POV)

Walking into the club on a Friday night was not what Ray had in mind. But, once Frank gets started on you doing something he doesn't stop till you give in. So, Ray thought he might as well have a drink or two and try to enjoy the live band's music. At least until he had to carry Frank's drunk ass home. He just hoped Frank's wife wouldn't kill him for not keeping him sober.

"Cool place huh dude?"

"What? Oh, yeah it looks great Frank. I think I'll go find the bar and get a beer."

Or at least getting a beer was the idea. However once reaching the bar the new plan was to turn around and leave before Christa looked up from her own drink to see him. And damn if that bastard wasn't sitting right there next to her with his fucking left arm wrapped around her tiny waist. Standing completely frozen at one end of the bar Ray had two thoughts running through his mind. The first one was that he wanted absolutely nothing more than to walk over there and bash Steven's big head in with a pool stick. The second thought was that if Christa saw him she would think he was here spying on her. As much as Ray wanted a fight right now he didn't want to give Christa a chance to even think that even more. Starting to turn around and head straight for the exit he caught sight of her looking up at him out of the corner of his eye. Damned if it wasn't to late for some kind of confrontation now. But, Ray would die right where he stood before he let her think he was here for her sorry ass. Not totally thinking things through before he acted Ray grabbed hold of the first girl he saw sitting at the bar. He put one arm around her waist and placed his right hand behind her head to pull her close for a kiss. And it was one hell of a kiss. This stranger's lips were wet and full instead of dry and skinny like Christa's. And instead of pushing him away she was actually kissing him back with some force. If Ray didn't know better he'd say this girl enjoyed his touch.

(Michelle's POV)

One moment Michelle was sitting alone at a bar trying really hard not to think about her now ex boyfriend David. The very next moment she found herself in the arms of some strange guy with the biggest head of hair she'd ever seen. Michelle started to pull away with every intention of slapping this guy across his face. However the thought of slapping him went bye bye the second she realized that this was the kind of kiss most women would kill for. Before even thinking about the consequences Michelle threw both of her hands in the man's hair and pulled him in closer. Damn but he could kiss a woman and make her feel like she was the only thing in the world that mattered. Knowing this was wrong didn't mean a thing at the moment. Right now his lips pressed tightly against hers felt way to good to be called wrong.

(Ray's POV)

Kissing this woman was the best thing to happen to Ray in months. And damn her fingers felt good in his hair. Her fingernails were just barely scratching his scalp while his hair tangled around her knuckles. Her lips moved in perfect rhythm with his own. And he could feel her heart beat start to pick up in her chest as it pressed up against his. Wanting this to last but needing air Ray finally broke the kiss and took a single step back from the woman. He stood waiting for a slap in the face or a kick in the balls. But neither one came. Instead she just sat where she was staring at him totally breathless. Man she was beautiful. Her hair was shoulder length blonde. Her eyes were pale green and open quiet wide. But all signs of shock were gone from them. And damn if her full lips didn't look like they wanted to be kissed again.

"Hello?"

"What? Oh um!"

"Can you speak? Or do you only know how to kiss?"

"Oh! Yeah, about that kiss I promise I can explain if you just give me a minute."