Roman didn't know what it was about Zola that made him keep wanting to go back and find her but yet here he was again together with Seth the third night in a row. She was standing by the bar again talking with Mark. She was back in black jeans and sneakers with a dark red top that had slices down the sides which was being held together with black ribbons. As always her hair was hanging loose down her back.
"Your girl looks fine as always," Seth said.
"She's not my girl, and yeah, I know," Roman said.
Seth went to sit down at a table while Roman walked towards her.
"Hey," he said and was just about to hug her but she stepped away from him.
"Not now. I'm up," she said as she walked towards the stage.
His eyes followed her. She went to the microphone and the song started.
I was a fool for what I thought was love
And I tried my best to keep up what we had
We had a vision, no, I had a vision
And now I've to see that the vision is dead
One of us is winterhearted
One of us is cold as ice
One of us is breaking hearts
And it's not me, not me
"She's gonna break your heart," Mark suddenly spoke.
Roman turned his head and looked at him.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Come on. You keep coming back in here. Don't tell me it's only because she's a great fuck," Mark said.
"I find her interesting," Roman said.
"Look, she's my friend and I love her to death but she's gonna break your heart if you keep going down this path," Mark said.
"How can you be so sure?" Roman said.
"Because I know her. She doesn't do love," Mark answered.
"Why?" Roman asked.
"That's not for me to share. I've already said too much but you seem like a nice guy so I think you deserve a head's up," Mark answered.
I was romantic, so silly and blind
I told the world that true love had a name
But all that is left now
Is pity and shame
One of us is winterhearted
One of us is cold as ice
One of us is breaking hearts
It's not me, not me
"Whiskey and glasses?" Mark asked.
"Sure," Roman answered.
She walked off stage and back to the bar.
"Strong song. What made you choose that?" He asked.
"It's a reminder to myself," she answered.
"A reminder of what?" He asked.
"Of not falling in love," she answered.
"Would that really be so bad?" He asked.
"Yes. Casual sex is way more fun. Don't you agree?" She said and smirked.
"I don't know," he answered.
"You haven't seemed to mind the last two days," she said.
Mark placed the whiskey and three glasses on the counter, breaking the awkward conversation. Roman felt like he had just saved his ass and he sent him a silent thanks in his mind while paying.
"Care to join us again?" He asked before walking to the table.
"Sure," she said and followed him.
"Holy shit, we can't keep drinking like this," Seth said as Roman placed the whiskey on the table.
"Let's just enjoy our week off and have some fun," Roman said as he started to pour whiskey in the glasses.
"Okay, last night with whiskey and then I'm done for a while," Seth said and grabbed one of the glasses, downing the drink. Zola and Roman followed his lead.
The hours passed, whiskey went down, the conversation was flowing, everything was as the last two nights. They all three seemed to click and it was easy for them to have a good time together.
"Be right back," Roman said and stood up to go to the men's room.
"So, is it ever gonna be the two of us together?" Seth asked as soon as Roman was gone.
"Oh Seth, I don't think you really mean that," she answered and placed her hand in his crotch.
His face went red and he pushed her hand away.
"Just as I thought. The bro code is in the way," she said and laughed.
"You're an evil woman," Seth said.
"I know," she said.
"If Roman hadn't gotten his hooks in you first..." Seth started.
"Yeah yeah, save it. I've heard that speech before," she said and stood up.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Just sit tight and enjoy your drink. I'll be back soon," she said and walked towards the bathrooms.
She waited outside the men's room for Roman to finish. He was surprised when he opened the door and found her standing there. She pushed him back in, followed and locked the door.
"What are you doing?" He asked while laughing.
She didn't answer. She just grabbed his shirt and pulled his head a bit down so she could kiss him. She pushed him backwards up against the wall and opened his pants.
"What, here? You can't be serious," he said.
Again she didn't answer. She just dropped to her knees and pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. He was just about to protest but she took him in her mouth and he forgot all about it. He leaned his head up against the wall and started moaning.
"Stop," he whispered.
She kept going.
"Stop or I'm gonna cum," he said a bit louder.
She still kept going. He grabbed her head and pulled her away from him. He looked down at her.
"I said stop," he said.
"It's okay," she said.
"No, it's not. I don't wanna cum in your mouth," he said.
He helped her to her feet and started opening her jeans. She bit her lip and smiled at him. She walked away from him and towards the sink. She turned around to face the mirror and dropped her jeans and panties to her knees. Her eyes found his in the mirrow and she looked at him while bending over the sink. He felt his dick aching to be inside her and he hurried over to her, pushing his dick inside her wet hole. She kept looking at him in the mirror and it turned him on bad. He couldn't stop himself and he came almost right away.
"Shit, I'm sorry," he said as he pulled out of her.
"Don't be," she said and smiled at him in the mirror.
She pulled up her panties and jeans.
"At least let me finish you off with my hands," he said.
"No, it's alright," she said as she buttoned her jeans.
She walked to the door, unlocked it and walked out. He hurried to pull up his own pants and close them before following her out there. She had stopped in the bar to talk with Mark. He walked over to her and placed his hand on her back.
"You coming back to join us?" He asked.
"Yeah yeah, in a while. Just let me talk to Mark right now, okay?" She answered.
"Okay," he said and walked over to Seth.
"Did you just get it on in the bathroom?" Seth asked.
"Yeah," Roman answered.
"You dirty little bastard," Seth said and smirked.
"I don't get her. She seems to want sex so bad but she doesn't care about her own pleasure. She only cares about what I get out of it," Roman said.
"And you're complaining?" Seth said and laughed.
Roman just gave him a look.
"Yeah, I know. Way more fun when you get a woman to scream," Seth said.
"How was it?" Mark asked.
"He makes my pussy sing," she answered.
"Dirty as always," he said.
"You know me," she said.
"It's not like you to keep going back to the same man. Could it be that you actually like this one?" He asked.
"I don't know. He's nice, he's good looking and he's damn good in bed. But like him as in really like him? No, I'm not gonna go there," she said.
"You're allowed to have feelings, you know that," he said.
"Feelings aren't for me," she said.
He sighed.
"I just wanna see you happy," he said.
"As long as I get laid from time to time, I am happy," she said and smiled.
"Don't lead him on. He seems like a good guy," he said.
"I'm not. He knows it's only sex," she said.
"Make sure to tell it to his face instead of just assuming he thinks the same way as you," he said.
"Yeah yeah. Anyway, I'm gonna go home now. See you tomorrow," she said.
She walked away from the bar. Roman looked up and smiled as she walked towards the table but he was surprised to see that she just walked by while casual sending the word "goodbye" in their direction. He got up and followed her outside.
"Hey, wait up," he said and grabbed her arm.
She stopped and turned around to look at him.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Home," she answered.
"Can I come?" He asked.
"No," she answered.
"Why not?" He asked.
"I don't bring men to my apartment," she answered.
"Okay, fair enough. Wanna come to my place instead then?" He asked.
She sighed.
"Look Roman, you really need to stop this good guy act. We just had sex in the bathroom. No need for you to act all sweet and cuddly around me afterwards," she said.
"I'm not acting," he said.
"Okay, so you're general just a sweet man? You need to find a sweet woman to share that with," she said.
"Well, I'm trying to share it with you," he said.
She laughed a little.
"Don't bother. I don't want that. I just want to fuck," she said.
"That's it? Just sex, nothing else?" He asked.
"Yes," she answered.
"Why are you like that?" He asked.
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Because I'm a wicked woman," she answered.
"Don't give me that bullshit," he said.
"Okay, I won't," she said and turned to walk away.
She only got a few steps before he grabbed her arm again.
"Okay okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. Don't be mad at me," he said.
"I'm not," she said.
"So we're good?" He asked.
"Yep, we're good. Can I go now?" She asked.
He sighed and let go of her arm.
"I guess," he said.
"Goodnight Roman," she said and walked off.