Time to extent this story with two chapters. This is the first one .. second one is in the works :-)

Edgar sat in the galley of the Northwestern, staring at his phone. Two weeks wasn't too long for not calling was it? She had to understand that he had been busy, it's not like the boat prepares herself for going crabbing. Still his heart skipped a beat when he dialed her number and waited for the response.

"Sorry the number you have dialed is unavailable, please try again later."

Edgar slumped back in his seat resting his head back against the wall. He was too hung up on this chick. He always wanted a girl to stand on the docks until the boat was out of sight sending him off to another crab season and more than anything he wanted that same girl waiting for him when he returned. It just wasn't for him, he had a girl once and he let her slip away. He had been a lot younger and living the life style that came with being a fisherman; work hard, play harder. No girl could or even should put up with that and she hadn't and left him. He had toned down a lot since but never found the right girl.

He didn't really understand how Reina had worked herself under his skin this deep, the sex had been hot but he didn't even know her. He didn't know what music that she liked, what her favorite color was or anything about her. Edgar shook his head, since when did he bother knowing a chick's favorite color? Willing to shake his thoughts he went back out on deck. It wasn't until later that night that he tried calling her number again with the same disappointing result. It made him wonder if this was still her number, she wouldn't keep an out of state number now that she was in Seattle. She couldn't be that hard to track down. He knew a lot of people in Seattle and if the little blonde was in town, his buddy Jones would be sure to know.

"Petite thing, pretty face, fantasy body?"

Edgar groaned inwardly. "Yeah Jonesy, that's gotta be her."

"Oh man, she's a real stunner. You know her?"

"We have met." Edgar answered shortly careful not to encourage his buddy to ask any questions. "You know where she is staying?"

"I might, I might not." Jones said trying to get a little under his friends skin. "'fess up dude. Where do you know her from and why am I hearing this now for the first time?"

"None of your business Jones." Edgar said warningly.

A loud laughter rang through the receiver of the phone. "I have a good enough idea buddy, that chick is hot enough to excite any red blooded straight man. Gay's too probably."

"Whatever, you know where she's at or not?"

-=DC=-

Ignoring the "no parking" sign on the side of the road, Edgar parked his truck across the street of the Ballard Hotel. He jogged his way to the main entrance of the Hotel dodging the late erratic Saturday night traffic.

"Can you tell me the room number Miss Dahle is staying in please?" He asked the female receptionist.

"Sorry Sir, we don't give out room numbers of our guests. You want me to leave her a message."

Edgar sighed and rubbed his face with his hand. "Can you phone her room and see if she is there. She knows me, the name is Edgar Hansen."

"I know who you are Mister Hansen. However Miss Dahle isn't in her room right now, I can take a message if you want and make sure she gets it."

He was getting nowhere with the tight rule abiding receptionist. Edgar looked around the lobby of the hotel unsure of his game plan. Reina hadn't been hard to track down, it was just challenge to get a hold off her. By chance he caught a glimpse of her long blonde messy hair when he looked through the open double doors of the lobby into the bar area. "Nevermind darling, I will deliver it myself." He winked at the receptionist and made his way over to the bar.

There she was, her back was turned towards him but there was no mistaking that it was her. She looked stunning, even more than he remembered. She was such a petite thing with her 5'2 height. She looked like she had just walked out of 'that 70's show' wearing a green short sleeved dress that flowed loosely around her hips and stopped mid-thigh, black tights and black sneakers. Edgar didn't have a lot of fashion sense but he would have never picked something like that, still she pulled it off with her signature 'straight out of bed' hair. She was awkwardly moving to the music, a cocky expression of feigned boredom on her face as she bobbed her head to the uncharacteristically tunes that played in the bar tonight. Edgar would have put money on it that she had something to do with the choice of music of the bartender tonight. She looked as if she was in a world of her own having a good time. He grinned at the sight of her, she had style and class but she was such dork at the same time.

For a split second the thought entered his mind that she was way out of his league or at least coming from a different world than he was, maybe even a different planet. He couldn't really see a bubbly girl like her being interested in a Bering Sea crabber like him. Maybe it hadn't been such a great idea to spring a visit on her, getting rejected wasn't really something he was used to. Women flocked around him over the last few years since his ugly mug was shown on television.

She had caught the attention of a couple of men, clearly business men from the looks of it. One was roughly the same age as he was and the other was slightly older. They were dressed smart, a bit slick if you asked him but in rather good physical shape for a couple of 'suits'. He watched as they offered her another drink which she declined with a polite smile. They were putting in quite the effort to engage her into a conversation but she dodged them every time when they tried to make a move. A hand on her hip was avoided like a pro when she turned around to the beat of the music and a conversation was blocked by her singing along to the lyrics.
It was then that she noticed him sitting at the table. She tilted her head, in the cute way that he had seen her do before and he watched how she narrowed her eyes at him playfully as if she was saying 'what took you so long?' rather than 'what the hell are you doing here?'.

He raised his hand and saluted her and watched as she closed her eyes and kept moving to the music, she looked as if she was drunk or high on something but he couldn't believe that she actually was. He didn't know her, only met her one day and that one long night. A night that was etched into his memory but he never saw any signs of excessive drinking or otherwise. It would be just his luck to seek out a crazy enough chick to interest him only to find out she has a substance problem.

Dark brown eyes looked at him seductively from underneath her fringe as if they were secretly peeking from underneath a curtain. She radiated confidence and playfulness and Edgar sat back as she made her way over to him. She leaned forward and he could feel her lips brush against his ear. "Please take me …" She whispered, "out of here."

Edgar didn't need to think twice before reacting, he grabbed her hand as he stood up from his chair and pulled her close against his chest. Despite the difference in height between them she seemed to mold perfectly against him and his hands fell down to her hips pulling her in just that bit closer. Theatrically she put her long slender arms sensually around his neck one by one and looked up at him. Brown sultry eyes looked at him with anticipation and her soft pink perfect lips slightly parted inviting him to kiss her. He lowered his head and felt her tiptoe towards him as she closed her eyes. A gentle soft sigh escaped her lips just before his lips touched hers. Her body stayed curled against his in their embrace. He felt her soft gentle movements of her body rubbing against his and when their lips parted he let out a softened moan of sensual delight. Edgar wondered if she was just putting on a show for the two suits to put them into place or not but he was enjoying the outcome all the same. Slowly he lifted his hand, following the curve of her hip to her waist and further upwards. His hand made contact with the soft and delicate skin of her arm as he followed it up all the way to the back of his head where her fingers had been playing through his hair. His fingers intertwined with hers as he brought her hand to his lips to kiss the back of hand.

Reina giggled. "Oh mister Hansen, never pegged you for the true gentleman."

With a cocky smile on his face he kissed her hand again. "My friends call me Edgar gentleman Hansen".

"I see .." She said bringing her finger to the corner of her mouth and giving him a questioning look. "…Mister Edgar gentleman Hansen and that is why I am still waiting for you to call?"

He pulled back a little and looked down at her seeing the teasing twinkle in her eyes. "Aaah that .. Well you see …."

Reina laughed flashing those white teeth of hers causing those dimples to show in her cheeks. "Shut up and kiss."

Hope you enjoyed, would like to read back your thoughts in a review. As said second chapter is in the works. Edgar will take her … out of there.