Chapter 2 #2
That brought a smile to my face, I can’t say that I had ever been in a situation like this one before.
One, I had never applied for a reality television show before.
Two, I had never been kicked out of an interview at the same time as two other really awesome girls, girls that were fun, girls that got me, girls that I ended up going to a drink with just after and a couple of hours later here we all were.
Drunk, having the best first date that I had ever been on.
A “new friends” first date, and on that I hoped would end in more than a one-night stand.
“Yeah, it did,” I sighed.
“I think that putting yourself out there, taking part of a random experience has really paid off then,” said Henry, “you’ve already gained one thing that you wanted, even if it didn’t exactly end up exactly as you had planned.
I guess now we just have to sort out the other two things,” he said.
Was I really that drunk, or did he actually say “we?” We?
We didn’t have to sort anything out. This was my problem and my life; this was something that I would have to figure out on my own, handsome Henry. “What is it that you do for work?”
“I’m a business coach, fell into this field from being young and having no clue as to what to do with my life so I started as a receptionist at an accounting firm and they liked me so much, I worked my way up, last year I finished my MBA.”
Henry’s eyes widened in shock, and I don’t know if it was because he just simply wasn’t expecting those words to come out of my mouth, or in the short time that we had to get to know each other he had classed me as dumb.
Either way, I ignored his look and continued, “…and look where it has lead me, right here, unfulfilled and bored as hell with my life.”
“And what is it that you really want? What’s making you feel that way? If I could magically wave a wand and give you anything to fix those feelings right now, what would it be?” he said, still keeping his eyes on me.
I wished he would just divert his gaze for a second, maybe it would give me a moment to breathe, to feel like I could turn away from whatever this was the two of us were locked in.
And the way he spoke to me, it felt like I was locked in a trance with him.
A trance of truth that I couldn’t hold back from.
I bit my lips shut because I didn’t want to give away the look that would have taken over my face, exposing the thoughts of where my mind ran to.
I knew exactly what this man could do right now, to forget about everything for a moment in time.
The momentary high that he could flood my body with if he just inched a little bit closer and whispered in my ear where he would really rather take me.
Surely, he felt the energy surging between us too.
“Honestly, I don’t know. I do love business, and I love helping people.
I just think that I need to find somewhere new to be able to do that.
But right now, honestly, I just need to have fun and take a holiday,” I said leaning back in my chair.
“You know, have fun, drink some wine and just switch off from everything around me for a little bit. That sounds like my idea of heaven right now. I guess that’s what this whole experience was going to be to me as well, a free holiday.
” I laughed at myself again, drinking down the last of my wine.
Henry nodded, a small smile escaping his lips, but he didn’t say anything.
The two of us just sat looking at each other in the middle of the crowded rowdy bar, but it felt like it was just the two of us sitting in silence.
Like I was in my own little bubble with this incredibly sexy stranger and the world was just moving around us.
“Anyway, I’ve just told you everything that there is possibly to know about me, and I don’t know too much about you, other than your name and that you’re one of Lotte’s best friends so, what about you, Henry? What’s your deepest darkest secret? How are you feeling about your life right now?”
“Everything that there’s possibly to know?
” he chuckled, “I think that you might be selling yourself short there, Molly. I’m sure there’s a hell of a lot more to know about you than the very brief parts that you’ve told me,” he said, leaning across the table.
I watched his mouth move slowly with every word, lips still parted, his tongue rested on the top of his mouth and for a second, I forgot everything that we had been talking about.
All I could think about right now was how his lips tasted.
“How do I feel about life?” he said, breaking the short silence between us.
“Now that’s a great question. So much better than what do you do?
You’re thought-provoking, Miss Molly. I like that.
I don’t know how you didn’t get cast today.
I think that quality is exactly what a show like ‘The Bachelor’ needs.
” he said. He was a bachelor, is that what he needed?
Me to fill his mind, while he filled me.
I shook my head out of my thoughts, calm yourself down, Molly.
This was another one of my problems, and probably one of the main reasons as to why I couldn’t hold down a date, I gave myself away so quickly.
I had a sex drive that was insatiable. I couldn’t help myself.
I loved the thrill of getting to know someone, sitting across the table from someone wondering exactly how their tongue would taste or how it would feel on all of my lips.
I knew I had a problem, not that I felt comfortable with calling it a problem.
What was wrong with loving the thrill of sexual tension and the moments that happened after?
This was one of the greatest highs of life and totally natural.
In fact, it was one of the most natural things that we could do as humans.
A man wouldn’t ridicule himself for his desires so why should I?
“But how do I feel about life…” he said again slowly. “It’s amazing, I feel very privileged to be living this life that I have now. But at the same time, I could say that there are definitely some things missing….”
“Like what things?” I answered quickly. As he grinned and for the first time, I noticed the very distinct dimples that lined both of his cheeks.
He was so perfect, so symmetrical it was a crime if he wasn’t some sort of a model.
He really did belong on a Calvin Klein poster, on full display right in the middle of times square so everyone could sit and enjoy the image of him.
I bet a single picture of this man could almost exude the exact same energy that I was feeling directed towards me right now, sitting opposite him.
I started to feel hot between my legs so I squeezed them tightly together.
If I didn’t pull myself together quickly, I may end up with a wet patch on my skirt, and if I let the flashes of thoughts flood my mind of what this man had hiding underneath his shirt, then I may slide off my seat.
“Well, maybe our issues aren’t so different. If the tables were turned maybe I would have been in your shoes applying for ‘The Bachelorette.’ Let’s just say my dating life sounds not too different from yours.”
I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Oh c’mon, I still don’t know anything about you but what I do know is, you are not the kind of man to compete against other men on a reality television show, let’s get real here.”
Henry raised his eyebrows as he pursed his lips. “You know that much about me from one look?”
“Well, I can’t say it’s been one look, it’s been my observations of you other the past couple of hours.
I’ve noticed your eyes dance over me, which lead me obviously to making a couple of assumptions about you.
” The words fell out of my mouth. Now was probably the time when I should stop drinking, I was at the peak of my confidence, speaking out loud and saying it exactly how it was.
If I was to push it a couple of drinks over to where I was right now, then I would start saying things that I definitely shouldn’t.
He laughed and the sound of his deep belly laugh and the cheeky smirk that graced his lips afterwards was really not helping me contain my thoughts.
“Wow, you have really called me out. Please enlighten me, Molly. What are these observations and conclusions that you’ve made up about me?”
I pursed my lips, this time thinking through my words before I spoke them.
This was quite a rare moment for me, with this much alcohol in my system.
“Not conclusions, just observations. I can tell that you’re a deep thinker.
There’s a couple of lines in your eyes that tell me you’re used to getting what you want, or at least as soon as you make a clear decision about what that is of course,” I said.
Henry glared back at me, his lips parted, eyebrows raised higher.
I waited for him to speak but no words came out, likely because he was shocked.
Because I was right. Because I had him picked and this made him want me even more.
“And this may come across snobbish, but I don’t think it is.
I find it very endearing, sexy in fact…”
“What’s that?” Henry squinted his eyes at me, like I was a puzzle piece that he was trying to figure out or he was trying to guess the very thing that I was going to say.
“I think that you know that you’re an elite,” I said as a little frown crossed his face.
“Like I said, it’s not a bad thing. It is sexy when a man knows who he is, without being a complete show pony.
I think that you know who you are, you have a good idea of what you want, and whatever it is you do something tells me that you’re very successful at it. ”