Roman took a deep breath before entering the place the next night. He had come alone as Mark had suggested and he was on a mission. He wanted to talk to her, figure out some things if he could. He wouldn't take no for an answer.
She was already on stage as he entered and a song was beginning. His eyes went straight to her. She felt his gaze and looked in his direction. It was as if a shadow came over her face briefly as she saw him but she regained control quickly, looked away and started singing.
Come to me, Ravenheart
Messenger of evil
He walked towards the bar, never taking his eyes of her.
"Glad to see you came alone," Mark said behind him.
"Just following your advice," he said.
You shadow of forgotten dreams
You come to take away
My hope on your black wings
Come and come to me, Ravenheart
Messenger of evil
Come to me, what's the news
Here I'm still left lonely
Her eyes went back to him. She looked him straight in the eyes as she continued. Her mind was running wild. So many things she wanted to say, to explain to him, but she didn't know how. Instead she tried getting her message across like this.
Of love and hate the singers tell
But I feel more, more of both
More than heaven and hell
I take a bow to destiny
Now I have really learnt my part
Once loving him, now hating love
I've made mistakes, my Ravenheart
"Who made her this way? Cold and not caring?" Roman asked.
"Someone who I hope never crosses her path again," Mark answered.
So come and come to me, Ravenheart
Messenger of evil
Come to me, what's the news
Here I'm still left lonely
Will I get back who I adore
Thus spoke the raven: Nevermore
So come and come to me, Ravenheart
Messenger of evil
Come to me, what's the news
Here I'm still left lonely
She took a deep breath before walking off the stage. She didn't have many options. Either go straight to the bar where he was waiting or tuck her tail between her legs and run out. She didn't wanna take the coward way out so she walked towards the bar.
"Hi," he said while sending her a smile.
"Hi. Where are your friends tonight?" She asked.
"Home, I guess. I wanted to talk to you alone," he answered.
"About what?" She asked.
"About... Well, everything, I guess," he answered.
"You guess? You don't even know what you wanna talk about?" She asked.
"I have some questions I'd like to get some answers to," he said.
She sighed and looked around.
"I tell you what. Go grab that table down in the corner. I'll be right there," she said.
He walked down to the table and sat down.
"Give me twenty shots," she said to Mark.
"What are you up to?" He asked.
"Just do it," she said.
"What kind of shots?" He asked.
"I don't care. Just give me whatever you want," she said.
Mark lined up twenty shots on a tray and she carried them down to the table. Roman looked confused as she sat the tray down. She put ten shots in front of him and ten in front of herself.
"So here's the deal. Ten shots, ten questions. You get to ask five, and I get to ask five. Choose your questions carefully because there's no do over. And don't get mad if you don't like the answers," she said.
"Alright, I'll play. No lying and no refusing to answer?" He said.
"Just pure honesty," she said.
She grabbed one of the shots.
"You go first," she said.
He raised one of the shots as well.
"Alright. Did you kiss Dean yesterday to make me jealous?" He asked.
"No. I didn't know you knew each other and I didn't think you'd come back in here," she answered.
They downed the shots and grabbed a glass each again.
"Where were you two nights ago?" She asked.
He smiled.
"Ah, missed me a little? We got called in to work in another town and it ran late so we had to spend the night there. That's why we were driving back yesterday," he answered.
She didn't answer to his little remark about missing him. She just downed the shot and he did the same. They grabbed a glass each again.
"Why don't you seem to care about your own pleasure during sex?" He asked.
She let out a nervous laugh. Not the kind of question she had been expecting but there was no backing down now. She might as well tell him the truth.
"Because it's not about sex for me. It's about being in control," she answered.
"In control of what?" He asked.
"You don't get two questions in a row," she answered and downed the shot.
He followed her lead and downed his as well.
"Why do you keep coming back here?" She asked.
"Because I find you interesting and I wanna get to know you more," he answered.
"You're a weird man," she said and downed a shot.
He downed one as well.
"So I ask again. In control of what?" He asked.
"The situation, myself, the guy I'm with," she answered.
"You're not giving me much to go from," he said.
"I told you to choose your questions carefully," she said.
They downed a shot each.
"Did I really hurt you yesterday or was it only your ego that suffered?" She asked.
"You hurt me," he answered.
"I'm sorry," she said and grabbed a glass.
They both downed a shot.
"Did you even enjoy our nights together then? Considuring what you just told me, you can't really blame me for wondering," he said.
"Yes, I did," she said and smiled.
"That's all you're gonna give me?" He asked.
"I'm wicked. You already know that," she said and smiled.
They both downed a shot.
"Why do you seem to care so much about my pleasure instead of just enjoying what I give you?" She asked.
"Because I don't enjoy it if the woman I'm with doesn't enjoy it but by the sounds on our second night together, I'm willing to guess that I succeeded very much in that department," he said and smirked.
"You did," she said and smiled.
"So you weren't lying when you said it was the best orgasm you've ever had?" He asked.
"I'll let that question slide for free. No, I wasn't," she answered.
He smiled widely.
"And there I go feeding your ego again," she said.
He laughed. They both downed a shot.
"Last round," she said.
"Is it true that I'm the only man you've been with more than once for a long time?" He asked.
"Jesus, what else did Mark tell you?" She asked.
"Just answer the question," he said and smiled.
"Yes, it's true but don't get ahead of yourself. I just happen to like what you do in bed," she answered.
They downed a shot each. She grabbed the last glass.
"Would you fuck me right now?" She asked.
His eyes widened.
"Are you serious?" He asked.
"Just answer the question. Would you fuck me right now?" She asked again.
"Yes, but..." He said.
"No but. Just keep the yes," she said.
She downed the shot and he did the same. She got off her seat and went to sit on his lap. She placed her arms around his neck and leaned down to kiss him. He opened his mouth, allowing her tongue inside. After a little while, she broke the kiss.
"The bathroom or your place?" She asked.
"We've had more success at my place," he answered and kissed her neck.
She felt herself melt by his touch again. She didn't know what it was that he was able to do to her to make her feel like that but she knew she liked it and wanted more although she wasn't ready to admit it out loud.