Chapter Nine *
As the three young women patiently stood in line to buy tickets for
the movie, a couple of men recognized Amy and sauntered over with a cocky
swagger. Moni wasn't certain but she suspected they were intoxicated. Loud,
obnoxious and on the brink of making a scene, they asked Amy to sign some
stuff for them. Amy obliged, cringing and even posed for a picture hoping
to avoid further commotion. Believing she had satisfied them, Amy, Kirsten
and Monica handed the usher the tickets Kirsten had bought during the
distraction and made their way to the specified theater.
Exiting the theater almost two hours later, not one of them noticed the three drunks from before. The men trailed the women until they were inches away from Matt's rental car. Hearing one yell out a sexually suggestive comment, the girls' heads all turned in unison. 'Shit' thought Moni. 'On second thought, I need a decent tension reliever.' Her adrenaline started pumping, mentally preparing for anything these jerks would try. Amy was gearing up too. Kirsten wasn't sure what to think, other than hoping she could connect with a good low blow if necessary. Mistakenly believing they could coerce cooperation from all the women by intimidating the smallest one, they went after Moni first. "Bad choice fellas." Moni chided as one grabbed her arm. In one sudden motion Moni had him on the ground inflicting discomfort in a pressure point hold. When his buddy tried to assist, Moni layered his eyes with one good shot of pepper spray. Watching his pals writhe didn't seem to phase the last one because he headed straight for Amy. As he was reaching for her wrist, Amy countered and flipped him flat on his back. Moni tossed her phone to Kirsten "Here, call 911. Stress to them that they need to get here ASAP." As Kirsten was giving the information to the dispatcher, mall security arrived and relieved them by handcuffing the goons.
An hour or so had passed by the time the authorities were satisfied with the separate statements. They had expected to give Moni a hard time over using a regulated substance, but she burst their bubble when she produced a military id. She had been properly trained and had complied with getting the victims medical care. Being released by the cops, the worn out trio headed for the hotel.
"Damn" Amy grumbled. "This means this is going to be on the next news broadcast. PR is going to want to do damage control." "Shit." Kirsten echoed. Matt or somebody was bound to see it and they were going to be given the third degree when they arrived. Moni didn't think she was looking forward to having Allen see that either. She'd wished he'd call on his own, not because of a surprise reminder that she was in town. In the same breath, she was thinking of Adam. 'Crap. This is just going to add fuel to those 2 wrestler's fire, in regards to the bodyguard crack. Adam is going to be embarrassed.'
Perched on stools lining the hotel bar, three men, in direct line of sight of the television silently listened to the late news, dropping their jaws as if on cue. Adam realized there was a possibility that her abandoner may have also seen that too. Now he was sure the dude would remember to call. When the three women, dragging more than shopping bags, strode through the hotel entrance there was an ensuing mad dash from the bar, slightly resembling a herd of elephants. Matt, Jeff and Adam caught them just in front of the elevator. Talk about 20 questions! And they thought they'd been interrogated by the police? That didn't hold a candle to the barrage from the three men in front of them now. Talking over each other, questions flying left and right, Amy just wanted them to shut up for a minute. "Ok, ok. Look we're all fine. Tired but fine. Can we go to the room and sit down first? Then we'll fill you in." "Sorry" Matt said as he put his arm around Kirsten drawing her in his embrace. Jeff took her bags and Amy's, nudging Adam to follow his lead. Adam reached out to take Moni's bags and she graciously turned them over. He watched her face while they entered the elevator. She looked ok-his eyes grazed her checking for bruises or marks of any kind. Finding none, he searched her face again. She remained calm and collected. They congregated in Matt and Jeff's room to relay the evening's events. Jeff called room service for some bottled water as the girls laid out the scene for their audience. Kirsten bragged about how Moni and Amy handled the situation and Moni dismissed it as 'nothing, just used my training.' For Amy, she said it felt just like a match, except for the drunks intended version of the outcome was slightly perverted. "Slightly my ass!" Matt swore. "Try extremely." Jeff finished for him. At that, Amy was ready for bed and excused herself to go to her room. Saying 'goodnight' to the others, Moni thanked the girls again for asking her out and departed. Adam silently followed her back to the room. He opened the door for her and turned on the light. Dropping her bags in the corner chair, he asked, "Are you really ok? Do you want me to bunk with Matt and Jeff tonight, since Jay's not here?" "Affirmative and Negative." was the only reply as she began to perform the same undressing routine from the night prior. Adam pretended not to be watching as he untied his shoes and pulled off his socks. "What?" he asked, not understanding her answer. "Affirmative means Yes, I'm ok. Negative means no I don't want you to leave." Resuming a sitting position, he swallowed hard. She looked so small standing there before him, he couldn't believe she had done what he'd heard on the news and from Kirsten's own lips. His eyes caressed her curves before meeting hers. He saw something in them but couldn't put his finger on it.
She broke the hold his eyes had on her, he was making her blood boil. She wasn't even sure the feeling was real. It had to be just her adrenaline still running amuck. Softly walking to the bed, she pulled the covers back and slid in effortlessly. "So, what did you do today? Anything exciting?" She was trying to be a smart ass and liven up the physical tension in the room. Engaging in her chosen topic of conversation, he slowly rose from the end of the bed and almost seductively pulled his shirt off over his head. Still talking, and clothed in just jeans, he walked to the mirror and pulled his hair back. He flipped on the bathroom light and in turn shut off the bright overhead one. Looking at her, he carefully, unbuttoned, and unzipped his jeans. Shoving his pants down off his thighs, he stepped out as they hit his calves. Moni's thermostat kicked into overdrive. Adam was standing before her with all his glory encased in a black thong! Adam turned his back to her as he dragged the covers back on his own bed. Lying on his back with his arms outstretched above his head, he continued the conversation until she got quiet. "Moni?" "Go" "Oh, just wondering if you had fallen asleep." "No. Not yet. I can't." Adam smiled. "Why?" "I don't know for sure. You know, you and Jay can kick me out anytime. You've both been accommodating." " I don't want you to leave. Are you telling me that you do?" "Not really. I enjoy the company, I just don't want to cause any uncomfortable situations for you." "What?" "You know, if you find someone you want to take out, or bring back here. I don't want to be an obstacle you have to work around." "I had a feeling I shouldn't have told you half of what I did." "Never regret telling the truth, good or bad." "But I didn't tell you that to make you think what you have been." "In any case Adam, just feel free to tell me when you need space. I can lose myself for a significant amount of time." "Yeah I think you proved that today." He said laughing. "I'm serious." She said out of frustration. "Damn I wish I were more adequate at getting the point across." "Here let me get my point across." Moni was confused as she felt Adam's weight make contact with her mattress. Startled at his brazen move, she sat up, holding her weight up with her arms. Adam leaned down over her and pushed her back on the bed. Moving forward, his face even with hers, he captured her lips in a gentle kiss. Softly, hesitantly, she raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck as she gave in and the kiss intensified. Pulling her onto her side, he made himself comfortable on the once empty side of her bed. "Adam, I." "Shhhh." He interrupted. Adam's mouth claimed hers again and between kisses he whispered to her to relax. His skin was warm and soft and Moni felt her body flush. It seemed as if every hair on her body stood on end. He was making her brain spin. "Want me to go back to my bed?" "No, stay. Just talk to me until I can sleep." Adam put his arm under her and cradled her in to his chest. Playing with her curls, he began telling her how he and Jay got started. He told her about Sexton and CC and then the Suicide Blondes. She rested a hand on his chest and it wasn't long before her eyes had closed and her breathing became regulated.
Exiting the theater almost two hours later, not one of them noticed the three drunks from before. The men trailed the women until they were inches away from Matt's rental car. Hearing one yell out a sexually suggestive comment, the girls' heads all turned in unison. 'Shit' thought Moni. 'On second thought, I need a decent tension reliever.' Her adrenaline started pumping, mentally preparing for anything these jerks would try. Amy was gearing up too. Kirsten wasn't sure what to think, other than hoping she could connect with a good low blow if necessary. Mistakenly believing they could coerce cooperation from all the women by intimidating the smallest one, they went after Moni first. "Bad choice fellas." Moni chided as one grabbed her arm. In one sudden motion Moni had him on the ground inflicting discomfort in a pressure point hold. When his buddy tried to assist, Moni layered his eyes with one good shot of pepper spray. Watching his pals writhe didn't seem to phase the last one because he headed straight for Amy. As he was reaching for her wrist, Amy countered and flipped him flat on his back. Moni tossed her phone to Kirsten "Here, call 911. Stress to them that they need to get here ASAP." As Kirsten was giving the information to the dispatcher, mall security arrived and relieved them by handcuffing the goons.
An hour or so had passed by the time the authorities were satisfied with the separate statements. They had expected to give Moni a hard time over using a regulated substance, but she burst their bubble when she produced a military id. She had been properly trained and had complied with getting the victims medical care. Being released by the cops, the worn out trio headed for the hotel.
"Damn" Amy grumbled. "This means this is going to be on the next news broadcast. PR is going to want to do damage control." "Shit." Kirsten echoed. Matt or somebody was bound to see it and they were going to be given the third degree when they arrived. Moni didn't think she was looking forward to having Allen see that either. She'd wished he'd call on his own, not because of a surprise reminder that she was in town. In the same breath, she was thinking of Adam. 'Crap. This is just going to add fuel to those 2 wrestler's fire, in regards to the bodyguard crack. Adam is going to be embarrassed.'
Perched on stools lining the hotel bar, three men, in direct line of sight of the television silently listened to the late news, dropping their jaws as if on cue. Adam realized there was a possibility that her abandoner may have also seen that too. Now he was sure the dude would remember to call. When the three women, dragging more than shopping bags, strode through the hotel entrance there was an ensuing mad dash from the bar, slightly resembling a herd of elephants. Matt, Jeff and Adam caught them just in front of the elevator. Talk about 20 questions! And they thought they'd been interrogated by the police? That didn't hold a candle to the barrage from the three men in front of them now. Talking over each other, questions flying left and right, Amy just wanted them to shut up for a minute. "Ok, ok. Look we're all fine. Tired but fine. Can we go to the room and sit down first? Then we'll fill you in." "Sorry" Matt said as he put his arm around Kirsten drawing her in his embrace. Jeff took her bags and Amy's, nudging Adam to follow his lead. Adam reached out to take Moni's bags and she graciously turned them over. He watched her face while they entered the elevator. She looked ok-his eyes grazed her checking for bruises or marks of any kind. Finding none, he searched her face again. She remained calm and collected. They congregated in Matt and Jeff's room to relay the evening's events. Jeff called room service for some bottled water as the girls laid out the scene for their audience. Kirsten bragged about how Moni and Amy handled the situation and Moni dismissed it as 'nothing, just used my training.' For Amy, she said it felt just like a match, except for the drunks intended version of the outcome was slightly perverted. "Slightly my ass!" Matt swore. "Try extremely." Jeff finished for him. At that, Amy was ready for bed and excused herself to go to her room. Saying 'goodnight' to the others, Moni thanked the girls again for asking her out and departed. Adam silently followed her back to the room. He opened the door for her and turned on the light. Dropping her bags in the corner chair, he asked, "Are you really ok? Do you want me to bunk with Matt and Jeff tonight, since Jay's not here?" "Affirmative and Negative." was the only reply as she began to perform the same undressing routine from the night prior. Adam pretended not to be watching as he untied his shoes and pulled off his socks. "What?" he asked, not understanding her answer. "Affirmative means Yes, I'm ok. Negative means no I don't want you to leave." Resuming a sitting position, he swallowed hard. She looked so small standing there before him, he couldn't believe she had done what he'd heard on the news and from Kirsten's own lips. His eyes caressed her curves before meeting hers. He saw something in them but couldn't put his finger on it.
She broke the hold his eyes had on her, he was making her blood boil. She wasn't even sure the feeling was real. It had to be just her adrenaline still running amuck. Softly walking to the bed, she pulled the covers back and slid in effortlessly. "So, what did you do today? Anything exciting?" She was trying to be a smart ass and liven up the physical tension in the room. Engaging in her chosen topic of conversation, he slowly rose from the end of the bed and almost seductively pulled his shirt off over his head. Still talking, and clothed in just jeans, he walked to the mirror and pulled his hair back. He flipped on the bathroom light and in turn shut off the bright overhead one. Looking at her, he carefully, unbuttoned, and unzipped his jeans. Shoving his pants down off his thighs, he stepped out as they hit his calves. Moni's thermostat kicked into overdrive. Adam was standing before her with all his glory encased in a black thong! Adam turned his back to her as he dragged the covers back on his own bed. Lying on his back with his arms outstretched above his head, he continued the conversation until she got quiet. "Moni?" "Go" "Oh, just wondering if you had fallen asleep." "No. Not yet. I can't." Adam smiled. "Why?" "I don't know for sure. You know, you and Jay can kick me out anytime. You've both been accommodating." " I don't want you to leave. Are you telling me that you do?" "Not really. I enjoy the company, I just don't want to cause any uncomfortable situations for you." "What?" "You know, if you find someone you want to take out, or bring back here. I don't want to be an obstacle you have to work around." "I had a feeling I shouldn't have told you half of what I did." "Never regret telling the truth, good or bad." "But I didn't tell you that to make you think what you have been." "In any case Adam, just feel free to tell me when you need space. I can lose myself for a significant amount of time." "Yeah I think you proved that today." He said laughing. "I'm serious." She said out of frustration. "Damn I wish I were more adequate at getting the point across." "Here let me get my point across." Moni was confused as she felt Adam's weight make contact with her mattress. Startled at his brazen move, she sat up, holding her weight up with her arms. Adam leaned down over her and pushed her back on the bed. Moving forward, his face even with hers, he captured her lips in a gentle kiss. Softly, hesitantly, she raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck as she gave in and the kiss intensified. Pulling her onto her side, he made himself comfortable on the once empty side of her bed. "Adam, I." "Shhhh." He interrupted. Adam's mouth claimed hers again and between kisses he whispered to her to relax. His skin was warm and soft and Moni felt her body flush. It seemed as if every hair on her body stood on end. He was making her brain spin. "Want me to go back to my bed?" "No, stay. Just talk to me until I can sleep." Adam put his arm under her and cradled her in to his chest. Playing with her curls, he began telling her how he and Jay got started. He told her about Sexton and CC and then the Suicide Blondes. She rested a hand on his chest and it wasn't long before her eyes had closed and her breathing became regulated.