Chapter 4 – Dinner Party & Drunk Words
His menacing hazel eyes looked over the reports sitting on his desk all with one thing in common; the name Kira Janelle Meyes on all of them. Jack growled as he threw the stack of papers across his desk. She hadn't used one of her credit cards in months; no new bank accounts had been opened in her name or with her social security number. He couldn't understand it.
"Jack…Hey Jack."
Jack looked up at his partner Mike who was standing in the doorway. "What bro?"
Mike's eyes went down to the floor in front of his partner's desk. "Dude what's with all the garbage on the floor?" He walked further into the room as he squatted down and started picking up the papers from the floor as his eye caught the name on the paper; on all the papers. "Man you need to leave her alone. She obviously left for a reason."
Jack shook his head. "I just need to understand why; she left the engagement ring on my pillow and just packed her shit and left. I don't get it. All those reports I ordered with her name; it doesn't give me any idea's where she is or where she ran too. It's like she fell off the face of the earth.
Mike rolled his eyes as he stood and tossed the papers on Jack's desk. "You need to just walk away and leave her alone. She left for a reason and clearly she doesn't want to be found Jack."
Jack growled as he pushed away from his desk. "I AM going to find her if it's the last thing I do on this earth. I have questions and she's the only one with answers and I NEED them. We were supposed to get married! She snuck away like a thief in the night; I deserve answers. She acts like I was some kind of monster that she has to hide from." He could feel his temper boiling over.
"Jack, think about it. You work for the Sheriff's department. You've got unlimited resources at your fingertips for finding people with just their name or social security numbers. Of course she's going to disappear so you can't find her, because she doesn't want to be found. She disappeared for a reason. You just need to cut the strings man. Just let her live her life and move on." Mike tried reasoning with his partner but when he got that look in his eyes he knew there was NO reasoning with him.
Kira had survived three months of Roman Reigns crap. Possibly because she changed her days off. Matt was good with it because he knew Roman wouldn't leave her alone.
Matt was pissed off that his own brother was being so disrespectful; not only to Kira but to him as well. Every time their paths crossed Roman kept asking if he was sleeping with Kira. Matt was going to have words with his little brother and soon. He wasn't all that surprised when Kira asked to change her days off she was at the end of her rope and ready to tie a loop in the end and strangle his baby brother with it.
Matt looked over in the dining area of his restaurant; one of the private party rooms was full of WWE wrestlers. They all had just finished their SummerSlam Pay Pre-View and since most of them lived in Florida they all met up for a huge dinner. He'd already pre-warned Kira if she wanted the day off or switch shifts so she didn't have to be around Roman; he was all for it. But…Kira was a trooper she walked in and clocked in refusing to leave her co-workers shorthanded.
Kira walked over and immediately grabbed a tray full of ice waters and walked into the dinner party room and started setting the waters down in front of individual people.
"Well-Well if it isn't Kira." A deep voice said.
"No-No that can't be Kira; she's been avoiding us for a few weeks now." A deep raspy voice stated.
Violet eyes looked around and landed on a couple of smirking faces. She smiled softly. "Hi Seth; Hi Dean." Kira had gone to clean Roman's house a few more times on her normal Wednesday Thursday days off before she switch them and Roman's friends and team mates.
Seth smiled as he stood up and wrapped his arm around her shoulders giving her a gentle squeeze. "Long time no see Kira. How are you?"
Dean repeated the same actions as Seth. "You you've been avoiding us long enough."
Kira chuckled. "It's not that I'm avoiding you two per say but definitely your jackass best friend. I just switched my days off so I can do my job while you guys are gone. It's just easier. I have more important things to worry about in my life than worrying about him accusing me of sleeping with random members of his family. First it was Mattie; next I'm think it's either going to be one of his sisters husbands or even his dad."
Seth shook his head. "I'm not sure why that surprises me. I don't know what Roman was thinking when he accused you of that.
It was Kira's turn as she shook her head. "It doesn't matter it is what it is at this point. That's the kind of man Roman is going to be the rest of his life."
"I blame Marie." Dean piped in.
"Oh yes, the infamous ex-girlfriend who is responsible for his demise." Kira stated. "I wouldn't know I've only heard about the succubus; never actually had the pleasure of meeting her. But if Roman is any attestation of what she does to dudes she needs to switch to women."
Seth and Dean both couldn't hold their laughter at bay anymore. Once Kira had pegged Marie as a succubus it was a wrap for both men.
Roman narrowed his eyes as he looked from Dean to Seth to Kira. What the fuck was going on with these guys? First Matt had heart-shaped eyes for her and now she was suddenly brilliant as she was able to get Dean and Seth his two best friends to laugh like she was some fuckin comedian. The Private Investigator he'd hired to shadow Kira and dig into her past hadn't gotten back to him yet with anything. He was going to find out about her one way or another.
Roman could see how guys were attracted to her. She was beautiful. Normally women were of short stature, but the top of Kira's head came to just about the top of his shoulders of his 6'5 frame. He guessed she couldn't weigh very much either; the girl had some dangerous curves to her body. Her ash blonde hair fell down past her waist to the middle of her rear and she had the brightest violet eyes he'd ever seen in his life. He didn't realize violet colored eyes existed, but apparently he was wrong – hell his eyes were grey who was he to question strange colored eyes.
Speaking of his eyes; he suddenly realized they were resting on her tight jean covered ass as he watched her continue around the three long attached tables while she was still placing water down in front of the other guys.
Kira walked back over to the bar as she watched the Restaurant Manager Sydney counting the till behind the bar. She was Matt's cousin which was why she was the manager. Kira sidled up next to the raven haired beauty. "So are my eyes deceiving me or is there a certain tattooed hazel eyed hottie staring at you?"
Sydney scoffed as her inky black eyes peered over the bar into the party room as she saw her cousin's co-worker peaking around the corner to stare at her. She winked non-chalantly as she went back to counting the money. "Oh no Phil stares at me all the time."
"Any particular reason you're trying to ignore him?" Kira asked curiously. She didn't miss the wink either.
"Because if Roman and Matt found out I was sleeping with a wrestler my ass would be in a shit load of trouble." Sydney answered honestly in a hushed tone; her eyes looking around to make sure Matt and Roman were not within an ear shot.
"What does a girl have to do to get noticed by one of those hotties in that room the way the hazel eyed hottie is eyeballing Syd." Melissa one of the servers asked as she walked behind the bar and started filling drink orders for the dinner party. "Seriously the two-tone haired guy is just too hot for words." The honey blonde admitted.
Sydney nodded. "Seth Rollins; he's part of Roman and Dean Ambrose's team in the company. He's hyper 24/7 like a puppy and I've heard he can kiss you so good your toes curl."
Melissa laughed. "Oh good, but honey I want more then my toes to curl." The Honey blonde admitted verbally as she tinged pink; she was a little shyer when it came to guys. She could talk about anything and everything under the sun but when it actually came down to doing it she would blush from the tips of her honey blonde hair to her painted toenails.
A smirk played on Elsa's lips as she stood on the opposite side of the bar from her three co-workers. "I'm not having any problem in the eye fucking department ladies. Because the dishwater blonde with the blue/grey eyes just put his number on a piece of paper and slipped it in my bra."
Sydney chuckled. "Yea that would be Roman and Seth's team mate Dean Ambrose."
"I don't care what his name is when he slipped the number in my bra he tweaked my nipple and I'm half tempted to take him out to my car and ride him like the stallion he is." The redhead admitted openly without blushing one iota; receiving a gasp and a shove from Melissa.
"That's so bad El." Melissa exclaimed and couldn't help blushing for the fiftieth time since all the hot bodies showed up in the dinner part room.
Elsa smirked. "Who cares? That man is hot and he knows it." She stated as she lifted the tray of ordered drinks and headed back into the room.
Around 8 PM, Kira clocked out and said good night to everyone; she spared a glance in the dinner party room where the guys were still drinking and laughing it up. She started to walk out when a hand caught her hand and she spun around to see Matt standing there. "What is Mattie?" She asked.
"I really hate to ask you this but can you drive Roman, Seth and Dean to Roman's home? They are all well past tipsy and I'm not trying to lose my liquor license for serving them alcohol and letting them drive drunk. Everyone else I can shove into a cab, I don't trust my baby brother with anyone." Matt all but begged.
Kira lifted an eyebrow at Matt. "You owe me big time for this buddy. He doesn't live far from him I'll take them in Roman's Tahoe and walk back to get my car. The fresh air will do me some good." Kira stated as she took the keys Matt was holding out for her. She walked out and climbed into the big black SUV and adjusted the seat a little and then the mirrors. She pulled around to the front of the establishment and saw Matt and Phil who she'd met through Sydney were helping Roman, Dean and Seth out and them into the SUV.
Roman looked over at the ash blonde girl behind the wheel of his Tahoe and made a sour face. "Jesus you've only been in here for five minutes and it already smells like you."
"I'm pretty sure you only smell your own breath; so if you'd close your trap you wouldn't smell anything anymore." Kira snapped out as she put the SUV in drive and took off down the road. Roman sat next to her humming; she wasn't sure what he was humming but it was really starting to get on her nerves. "Oh my God will you stop that?" She snapped again at Roman who just chuckled and went back to humming again.
"Annoying ain't it?" Seth asked from the back seat.
"He does that when he's had too much to drink." Dean added.
"You know I bet you used to be a lot of fun, before you became a home wrecker." Roman stated as he righted himself in the passenger seat. He watched as she rolled her eyes at his statement. Roman smirked as he reached over and snagged the wheel making her squeak out in surprise as she slammed on the breaks.
Kira's eyes widened as she pulled the large Tahoe to a stop. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" She punched him in the shoulder as hard as she could. "Why would you do such a stupid thing when the vehicle was clearly in motion?"
Seth leaned forward running his forehead. "Can you just leave her alone; I want to get home in one piece asshole."
"You're going to my house dickhead." Roman stated smartly.
Dean leaned forward next. "Fine I want to get to your house in one piece then idiot."
Roman snorted. "You guys have lost…"
He didn't get to finish his sentence as red and blue lights started to flash behind them and a squawk of a siren kicked off through the quiet of the night.
Kira's forehead was now sitting on the steering wheel as she already knew the Pensacola Police car had pulled up and were running Roman's plates for warrants or violations. A few minutes later and a knock on her window signaled the officer was about to either understand or arrest the three morons and her for sheer stupidity. She didn't even have to be asked as she turned the vehicle off and rolled the window down handing her driver's license to the officer.
"You want to tell me what happened?"The officer asked curiously as he peeked into the vehicle and saw the two large gentlemen in the back with the big guy in front with the small woman.
"Well my drunk friend decided it would be hilarious to grab the wheel. Clearly he's not the smartest of the bunch." Kira answered in a snarky tone.
The officer looked down at her driver's license. "Do you have the registration and proof of insurance as well ma'am?" The officer asked.
"I don't know this isn't my vehicle I'm just the designated driver. If you'd like you can go around and ask the sauced idiot to my immediate right." Kira poked a thumb towards Roman's slack form in the passenger seat. She looked over as a large tattooed arm crossed in front of her and Roman handed the registration and insurance card to the officer.
The officer tipped his hat. "Thank you, sir-ma'am.
Please sit tight; I'll be right back."
Kira looked at Roman. "You know, you never cease to amaze me with your first rate jackass side."
Roman rubbed his shoulder. "You know you've got a hell of a punch on you for a girl."
"You think that hurts; wait until you really piss me off. There's a whole can of worms you don't want to open. But you being the stubborn person you are you're just going to keep pushing me." Kira warned.
"Yea, pretty much." Roman answered honestly.
The officer came back. "Okay ma'am, everything checks out. Just trying to keep him from jerking the wheel like that again; it can cause a bad accident." The officer warned as he handed over their documents.
"Thank you, officer." Kira states as she rolled up the window and started out onto the road again. "Can we please make it to your house without another visit from the Pensacola Police department?"
Roman grumbled as he kept his mouth shut and let Kira drive him to his house. Once she pulled into the drive way, he unfastened his belt and helped Dean into the house as Kira tried helping Seth.
Kira huffed as she pushed Seth up the stairs and to the left once she got him on the bed she pulled his sneakers off as he fought to pull his t-shirt off. She giggled and helped pull his shirt the rest of the way off and tossed it over the chair in the room. She grabbed a blanket from the foot of the bed and covered him up as she pulled the rubber band from his hair and pulled his hat off.
Roman watched from the door way as Kira actually took care of one of his best friends. He just let Dean fall onto the bed and pass out. She actually took his shoes off and helped him with his shirt; she covered him up and took his hair out of the bun so he wouldn't have too badly of a head ache in the morning. His eyes followed her as she walked over and pulled the curtains so the light wouldn't wake him. He stepped back as she walked towards him and turned the light off and closed the door. "Thank you."
Kira looked up at Roman as she nodded. "You're welcome." She turned and went down the stairs; she grabbed her keys and back pack off the kitchen table. She started to leave when a hand on her arm pulled her back. She looked up. "What is it Roman? It's getting late and I need to get home."
Roman looked down at her. "Why did you switch your days off?"
His grey eyes bore into her as she started to slowly back up and before she knew it her back was against the wall next to the back door. "I – uh…"
"Was I really that much of a tyrant that you had to avoid me?" Roman asked softly.
Kira's whole body broke out into chills as he traced her jaw line with his index knuckle. "You're quite a dominating person when you want to be Roman and my smart mouth tends to get my ass in trouble all the time. You're mother hired me to keep your house in order and that's what I'm doing."
"I hurt you when I accused you of sleeping with Matt didn't I?" He asked in a rumbling voice. He didn't have to ask even in his semi drunk haze he knew he had. He could read it in her eyes when she frowned up at him. "Don't do that; don't frown at me like that." He requested.
Kira shook her head. "You brother is a happily married man and I'm not a home wrecking whore. In my book married or attached men are off limits." She answered truthfully. "I would never disrespect Matt's wife that way."
Roman moved closer as her head dropped. He gripped her chin between his thumb and index knuckle and pulled her head back up and his eyes locked with hers. "I'm sorry I was such a jerk. I should've never accused you of that." He watched as a small smile tipped her beautiful red lips up.
Before he let her say anything he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.