Chapter Four
Blair
“Come on, B! We have to go to Tiger tonight! I hear some VIP members will be there tonight, and you could use a little dick in your life!” Elena begs from the door.
It’s seven thirty and we are finally off work. A few Jane Doe’s came in last night and as promised, Alex had everything set out for us. With Elena’s help, it only took a few hours to fill the paperwork out, and embalming the corpses wasn’t a long process either.
All of us end up in this spot here eventually, a person on a slab, waiting to be put six feet under. I wonder, did they feel that their life was complete? Did they do everything they wanted to do? I shake my head at Elena’s persistent babble of wanting me to go to this dumb broke-down club.
“Elena, I just want to stay inside tonight. It’s one of the few nights I get off and I don’t want to spend it at some run-down club,” I explain while turning to lock the doors behind us.
We both head towards our cars. “Blair, you never go out. Just this once, please? It’s a Friday night for crying out loud. No storms, just chilly weather and alcohol. Come on please?” She bats her eyelashes, and I groan .
I love my best friend I do, but she doesn’t take no for an answer and sometimes that shit gets highly annoying. The last time I went out with her, we had to run away from the cops because her dumb ass threw a trash can through a dude's window who wouldn’t stop touching me. Not that I don’t love her for that, but I would have never been there if it weren’t for her. And the whole way home I felt like someone was watching me. I have always felt that way, ever since I was ten. Something just always seems to be near, and I can sense it.
She stops me before I can open the door. “Blair, please! You are the only friend I have,” I roll my eyes. She’s a liar, she has plenty of other friends.
“Mhm,” I roll my eyes, and she folds her arms over her chest and glares at me.
“Fine, I may have other friends, but you are the most important. And I love you the mostest.” She shrugs like she does when she knows I am about to give in.
I sigh, “El, I swear to god, if I have to run from fucking cops again, I’m stopping and leading them straight to you.” She jumps and claps her hands excitedly.
“I love you! This will be so fun!” She ignores my declaration of ratting her out to the cops simply because she knows I would never do that. I would much rather go under to protect her.
“I’ll pick you up at eight-thirty, the club opens at nine!” She hugs and kisses my cheek while she moves and goes to her car.
“Ok,” I mumble.
“Wear something slutty!” She calls before getting in and shutting her door.
Stepping out of my steaming bathroom, I make my way to my closet. Picking out something sexy, I look at myself in the mirror to make sure nothing is out of place. I put on a sexy red dress with a heart-shaped V-line. It curves down my body, showing off all of my best assets, stopping mid-thigh, I turn around to look at my butt to make sure I’m not giving everyone a free show. Elena’s right, I need to get laid, and maybe I can find a respectable guy to bring back. A few drinks and I’d probably do just about anything, which is not necessarily a good thing, but what’s a girl to do? I’ve been deprived of a good time for almost a year. It’s about time to get out there and spread my legs.
I keep my hair down and put a few curls in it. My make-up matches my outfit, a smokey eye with a light foundation and lashes. I go for a red matte lipstick. Just as I finish, I hear the honk outside. I grab my small white hand purse, throw my keys and wallet in, and then rush to the door where my high heels are. Red high-heels with white trim- sexy, but not too over the top for a club.
When I look out, I see a Lyft and raise an eyebrow. “It’s me! I didn’t want to drive in case I got too drunk. I have a ride to take us home, don’t worry! By the way, you look fucking hot!” Elena yells from the window. I laugh and lock my door.
We get to the club pretty fast. It’s a little after nine and they are just now letting people in. I always get so nervous at this part. Elena likes to take us to the bouncer outside and see if we look hot enough to get in before the line. We always do, but I think it has mostly to do with her and not me. She is the picture-perfect girl and I’m… well I’m just me.
As expected, she drags me to the front of the line and the bouncer looks straight at her, but then he does something I don’t expect, he looks at me too. He stands there staring for a moment then I hear someone talking in his earpiece and he nods once. He doesn’t say anything to us, he just lifts the rope, and she squeals when we walk through .
“I told you that we look hot! Let’s get a drink, yeah?” Elena is so excited; I can’t do anything but smile at her in return. Her energy is so thick, it’s seeping into my core, and even I feel excited about getting in.
We approach the bar and see a tall, muscled man serving drinks. He has two sleeves of tattoos, dark brown hair, and green eyes. My mouth waters at how sexy he is. He walks over to us and winks. “What will it be ladies?”
Wyatt
I’ve followed my Little Dove all day. When I heard Elena tell her about Tiger, and bribe her to go, I felt like fate was pushing us together. My Little Dove walking straight into my arms and not even knowing it, makes my cock twitch. I had nothing else to do today, so following her made it pass by faster. She ran some errands and then went home; I watched her as she touched her pretty pussy. Watching her come undone and not being able to go to her to feel how she would clench around my cock as she comes, it’s plain fucking torture. But something I am used to. From the moment her big brown eyes stared up at me on the playground, I got satisfaction from her obvious gratitude. She never had anyone defend her before and I could tell just by how she clung to my every word. Then she found Elena, and I knew she’d never be lonely again. My obsession peaked after I found her again. I never really lost her to begin with, but I was so consumed in training my body to become the weapon it is now, that I had to put it on pause.
She sits at the bar now, in a sexy ass red dress. It hugs all of her curves and is short enough for me to get a view of her round ass. I notice she’s in a thong and my body stiffens, if I can see it then so can every other fucking guy in here. She looks sexy as hell, but when she’s mine, I will have to punish her for wearing something so seductive. I lick my lips and stand up.
“Where are you going?” Kade asks, and I nod towards the bar.
“I see something that caught my eye.” He laughs and turns around to the girl grinding on his dick. He smacks her ass making her yelp.
I can’t go to her yet, she still hasn’t noticed it’s me that follows her. I know she knows I’m there from the way she looks over her shoulder every time I am around. There is no doubt in my mind that she is trying to bring someone home tonight. The thought angers me, I know I will not be the first to touch that pretty ass of hers, but I will be the fucking last. And nobody will touch it while I’m here. I walk to the other end of the bar and her eyes find me instantly. She shifts when I make eye contact and she looks away, so I smirk. So glad I can make my little pet squirm without even doing anything.
The bartender notices me right away and walks my way. “What can I get for you, sir?” He’s a big man, a wall of muscle, and from the way the girls cling to him, a pussy magnet. The fact he’s calling me sir means he isn’t as stupid as his boss; I respect him instantly.
“Whatever they order,” I nod at her and her friend, “put it on my tab. It’s on the house.” He nods once.
“Would you like me to keep filling them?” I watch my Little Dove, her face flushed from the drink she has.
“Yes,” he nods again and goes to do just that. I slap a one hundred in the tip jar and finish my drink.
I place it on the bar to get refilled and then move to the tables behind them. I watch as guys walk passed them, and do a double-take. “Don’t look now but you have a stalker,” I hear Elena say. I smirk when they turn to look at me. Blair’s eyes linger on me longer than she intends, and then she turns away slowly.
I just wanted her to see me watching her, to have her feel what it does to her body having me close by. I see her tell the bartender to take her money, almost angrily. He holds his hands up and shakes his head and she scoffs. “I don’t need anyone to pay for my drinks, I can do it well enough on my fucking own. Take the damn money or I’m putting it in your tip jar,” The bartender smirks and shakes his head.
“Miss, who said someone was paying for them? Maybe I just wanted to give them to you?”
“Oh,” she says, gripping her fingers- something she does when she is embarrassed.
He winks at Blair, and she sighs, turning to look in my direction again. I’m still staring directly at her, with my drink in one hand and the other on the armrest. She whispers something and Elena looks at me. I do nothing to look away which seems to bring a fire to her eyes.
She hands Blair her drink and she marches right over to me. This should be interesting.
“Do you think because you wear a suit, and you reek of money, you can just stare at my friend all night?” She crosses her arms.
“You are making her uncomfortable, so I would suggest you back the hell off!” She snarls. Blair walks up to her then and pulls on her arm.
“Let's go dance,” she says softly.
I stand up, catching them both off guard, and Elena gasps but she doesn’t move away. She actually puts herself between me and my little toy. The fierceness in her eyes is one of the reasons I love that Blair has her around. She doesn’t take any shit even when she knows it’s a losing battle. I decide to say something, instead of just walking away like I intended .
“I apologize, ladies, I was not trying to make anybody uncomfortable. But you are a very pretty sight to lay my eyes on,” I give Blair the compliment that causes her to blush slightly.
“Leave her alone,” Elena says, turning her back to me and stomping off with Blair.
I chuckle, so cute but oh how wrong she is. I have yet to make Blair uncomfortable, but I will soon.