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On My Mind
Chapter 15
"So what brings you here late at night?" David asked Paul. He took a seat next to Amber who was next to Paul.
"Well I am on my way to visit some friends and I was running late and my phone died so I wanted to call and let them know I would be there later than expected. This place was the first place I came across. Sorry if I interrupted your evening." He said, trying his best to come up with a reasonable lie and took a sip of his drink.
"Oh we were just trying to have a romantic evening, weren't we baby?" David asked Amber, placing his hand on her thigh and squeezed it threateningly. Amber merely nodded in agreement. David kept his hand on her thigh and smiled at her before looking up at Paul, who though David didn't notice it, had a disgusted look on his face.
"What did you say your name was?" David asked Paul.
"Paul." He said simply. After he saw the tight thigh squeeze this guy gave Amber, he wanted to just reach out and break both his legs. "And you are?"
"I'm David and this is my fiancée Amber." He said which caused both Amber and Paul to look at her hand. Her eyes widened and she cursed herself when she noticed she had decided to wear her grandmothers engagement ring. She looked at Paul and faked a smile, knowing David was watching but her eyes told him a different story.
When David mentioned that Amber was his fiancée, Paul thought it might be true and she was possibly playing Dave, but he saw the fearful look she sent him and knew this David guy was trying to pull a fast one on him. "It's nice to meet you." Paul said, masking his anger with a smile, and stuck his hand out to shake both Amber and David's hand. He obviously put a little bit of roughness in his handshake with David.
"Did you say you wanted to use the phone?" David asked, walking around and setting the phone on the bar counter, in front of Paul.
"Oh yeah, thanks." Paul said and paused for a second, wondering who he should call. He quickly punched in the seven digits he knew by heart and smirked tightly at David as he waited for his friend to pick up. There was a quick hi on the other end as the call went through.
"Dave, Hey man, It's Paul. How are ya?" Paul asked, glancing at Amber and smiled when he saw her face flush with relief.
"Paul? Why are you calling me?" Dave asked almost bitterly. He was watching TV waiting for Amber to call when she got home from work. He glanced at the clock and noticed it was getting late and he became worried, wondering if he should call Amber to make sure she was alright. John had also been missing in action for a while. Dave had gotten home from the gym, took a shower and when he got out, John was gone. Dave just assumed he had a date or something.
"You'll never guess what happened. So I'm driving to your house and my phone dies as I'm trying to get a hold of you. So I stop at the first open place I come by, to call you and let you know I'm running late. Anyways I stop at this bar and the owner, David, and his fiancée, Amber," He said and paused for emphasis, hoping Dave would understand. "and they are gracious enough to get me a drink, use their phone and impose on their romantic night. What luck huh?" Paul said.
"Paul where are you going with this?" Dave asked a bit confused.
Paul sighed in frustration, silently and to himself. "Well Dave that's all. I just wanted to let you know I'd be a bit late cause I'm at Burt's Bar with David," He put his hand over the microphone part of his phone. "What's your last name?" He asked David.
"Marks." David responded without looking away from Amber. He couldn't believe it, tonight was the tonight she would be his.
"David Marks and his fiancée Amber," He covered the microphone again. "And yours?" He asked Amber.
"Miller." She said almost shakily as David's stare became both intense and creepy.
"Amber Miller." Paul finished hoping he had spelled it out clearly enough for Dave.
Dave paused for a second and thought. Wait, that's Amber last name wasn't it? "She has a fiancée?" He asked heartbroken.
"No." Paul said as he watched David closely, not wanting him to pull anything.
"Then who is David Marks?" Dave asked trying to put all the pieces together.
"Her fiancée." He said.
Dave stared at the TV, trying to figure out was Paul was telling him. That's when he remembered David Marks. David Marks as in Amber's boss. As in Amber's creepy and perverted boss. "I'll be there in 10." Dave said and hung up. He hopped off the couch and practically ran outside. He cursed when he saw John's car was gone. He knew he should have gotten his own rental car. He pulled out his cell phone and called taxi service and told them to rush to him.
Paul hung up and smiled for David's sake. "I'll think I'll have another drink and then I'll get out your hair."
David sighed but nodded. He passed Paul another scotch.
"So have long have you two been dating?" Paul asked as he finished off his first glass.
"A year and a half." David answered before Amber could but in.
"Wow. Congratulations." Paul said and took a small sip of his drink. He didn't know how long it was going to take Dave to get here but he could only stall for so long.
"Thank you." David said and rubbed Amber's back.
Paul looked at Amber and squinted his eyes. "You don't talk much do you?"
"Hey, she talks enough. She doesn't usually talk to strangers." David said defensively. Amber rolled her eyes and really felt like punching his right in the face. How old was she? Twelve? She doesn't talk to strangers, Ha!
"Actually, I do talk to strangers. I'm a very friendly person. I am just a bit angry that you interrupted our special night." She said with attitude and shocked both the men when she played along with David's plan.
Paul raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Feisty, I like it." He said and raised his glass to her before taking another small sip.
David recovered nicely and smirked. "She is. We don't get to spend much time together during weekdays so when we get the chance, we really cherish it." They all turned their head toward the door when John busted in.
"Hey John what are you doing here?" Paul asked, hoping he would get John to play along for a few more minutes.
"What the fuck do you think I'm doing here?" He asked, his nostrils flaring in anger.
"What's wrong with you?" Paul asked. "Oh, this is David Marks and his fiancée, Amber Miller." He said introducing them. "They were nice enough to let me stay here for a while, while I called Dave and let him know I'm running late cause my phone died."
John looked at him oddly for a few seconds before smiling. He understood what was going on. This David Marks person was trying to pull one over on them. "Nice to meet you. Sorry about that a few seconds ago. Our friend Dave called me and told me where Paul was and I rushed here to make sure he left soon and didn't get drunk. He does that often." He said with a small laugh. He glanced at Amber and noticed she really wanted to leave. They'd have to do this soon.
"Hi." David said skeptically. He didn't know if he liked being the only other guy besides two muscled up guys.
"Yeah, they were having a romantic evening, and I came and interrupted it." Paul said, downing the rest of his drink in one shot and stood up. It was time to get Amber out of here.
"Really?" John asked stepping closer to Paul. "Amber, you know, you look incredibly familiar."
"Re-really?" She stuttered, knowing what they were about to do and she was honestly scared to see what was going to happen.
"Yeah." Paul said and reached out, punching David square in the jaw. John grabbed Amber gently, and stood her by the bar entrance. He went back to Paul and David and saw David deliver a pretty heavy punch to Paul's stomach. John grabbed him by the shoulders, turned him around and punched him in the face then the stomach, knocking him down. Paul stood up, put his foot to David's neck and John leaned down, getting right into David's face.
"You stay away from her. She's like family to me, a sister if you will. If I hear you come within a hundred feet of her, I will personally kick your ass again. Are we clear?" John practically growled in his face. He didn't respond and Paul pushed his foot deeper into his neck until he said he understood. "Good." John said and got up, walking to Amber. Paul removed his foot and walked away but something told him David was getting back up so he turned around and delivered a stiff punch to the face before walking out the door with John and Amber. They were walking Amber to John's car when they saw a taxi skidding into the parking lot. Dave threw a bunch of money at the cab driver and jumped out. He felt a huge rush of relief when he saw she was okay. He ran to her and enveloped her into a tight hug.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly, pulling her head away from his chest. She nodded and he silently cheered to himself and placed a soft, sweet, short kiss on her lips.
"Dave," Paul said quietly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Let's get her home to get some sleep." Dave nodded and helped her in John's truck, setting her in the middle and slid in next her. Her buckled her up, placed his arms around her and sighed.
"Follow me, you can stay at my place." John said to Paul, who nodded, and climbed into the drivers seat of his truck. Paul got into his rental car and followed John all the way to his house. By the time they arrived, Amber was asleep on Dave's shoulder and he walked her inside to her house, putting her to bed. Paul and John walked to John's house and John set Paul up in one of his guest rooms before they both went to sleep. Dave stayed at Amber's house with her, just in case she needed him. He made himself comfy in a chair in her room and watched her sleep before getting to sleep himself.