What You Do To Me (Unexpected Love) (27 page)

I
reached
for Alex and told him to let
J
immy go. Jimmy immediately turned to the door and headed
out. My eyes stay
ed
on
Alex, and then
his hands
reac
hed
for my waist. I kne
w I need
ed
to stop anyt
hing that
might
happen, but I had
no control over my body. I hear
d
a vo
ice over my
shoulder, which
prevented
Alex from pulling me
any closer
.

“
Well,
Abbs, there is never a dull moment here with
you.
I told you to have Daryl wipe down the tables
, because
that skirt is too damn short.” I hear
d
a bit of scolding in Bruce’s
voice. I
hadn’t realized
how close this table had been to the
barstools
that Bruce and Alex were sitting
at, so I was
sure they heard everything that was said.

I still didn’t talk to Alex during the night. Bruce left shortly after
eleven,
and Daryl and I started to close down around one. We still had a few of the townies at the bar, but we were able to clean around them. Alex helped
sweep,
pick
ing
up the chairs
and
placing them on the tables. Daryl mopped and I restocked the beer. While I was bending to grab another case of beer from the beer
closet,
I felt hands
encircle
me at the waist from behind. I dropped the case and quickly stood and turned. Alex was behind me smiling. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Bruce is
right. You
should not be wearing this skirt,
because
I have been picturing myself taking you on every surface of this bar. I want you and need to be inside
you.
I’ve missed your feel and I’ve missed your voice.”

Nothing more had to be
said.
I reached up and grabbed Alex, yanking his mouth down to mine.
God,
I want
ed
him and I didn’t care where.
Fighting these feelings was so much easier,
than
not seeing him. Now that Alex was here in front of
me,
it was so h
ard to push him away
as
I had
been
trying to do
.

Alex bent down and
when he
picked me
up, I wrappe
d
my legs around his waist. He set me on top of a stac
k of beer cases. His hands left my
waist, slid down my legs,
and
started
worki
ng their way back up. My hands
gripped
his hair and my mouth had left his and was
now
on his neck. I move
d
my hand from his hair and
slid
them down his
front,
grabb
ing at his
waistband
. My head wa
s spinning
,
lost in everything I want
ed to do with him. Alex’s hands we
re now moving up my tank top and massaging my breasts through my bra. I let out a soft moan and start
ed
pulli
ng at his shirt. I was
immediately thrown from the moment when I hear
d
a clearing of the throat and a knock on the door. “Um, sorry to interrupt, but if it’s
okay
with
you,
and I’m guessing it will be, I
’m going to head out now.” I saw Daryl who wa
s standing with his back to the entryway of the door.

Pulling my hands from Alex’s waist,
I gently
pushed
his aside and hopped
down from the stack of beer I was sitting on. I smooth
ed
out my skirt and tank top and walk
ed
out of the beer closet. “Is everyone out and is everything
locked up?” I felt
my face
grow
red
and hot. I had
never been
so embarrassed in my life. I couldn
’t believe I allowed this to happen here in the bar.

“Yep, I just walked the guys to the front door and locked it up. I did the deposit for
you.
If
you
want,
I can drop it in the night drop on
my way home.” I could tell Daryl was
uncomfortable talking to me right now
.

“Sounds good and thanks, I’ll see you later.”

“Yep, see you later, have a go
od night.” As soon as Daryl said the
words,
he quickly looked
at the ground and walk
ed away. I didn
’t think he meant it in the way it came out, but in the way he caught Alex and I
in the
closet,
I felt
embarrassed
by the statement
.

Alex emerged
from th
e closet as soon as Daryl left
.  I turn
ed
and look
ed at him and he started
laughing, I hit
him, but then I started
laughing
too.
However,
this
was
so not funny. What was
I doing? I need
ed to end this before it went
any
further
. “Come on, grab your stuff and let’s go, unless we need to go back in there for more
beer,
” Alex
said
, while
raising
an eyebrow at me.

“No, my dad can do it in the morning when he comes in.” I turn
ed
on my
heels
and head
ed
for the office to grab my things.  Walking out of the
office,
I look
ed at Alex as he wa
s leanin
g against the bar. My stomach was
flipping.
I had forgotten how perfect look
ing he wa
s and
the tattoos. Alex
turned
and saw
me looking at
him,
which immediately
made
him smile. “So, where are your bags?”

“Bruce put them in your car when we got here tonight.”

“What, who said you were coming home with me tonight?
Seriously
,
the whole town
i
s going to be talking about this tomorrow.”
I said
as I
was
walking towards him.

“
Abby,
who
cares?
I’d rather them be talking about you with
me,
th
a
n y
ou with someone else.” He nudged me when he said
th
at
to me.

“First off, I’m not with anyone, you included.” I turn
ed
and head
ed
for the door.

“That’s not what you said the other
night,
” Alex
responded
from behind me. I ignore
d
the comment and walk
ed
out the back
door,
waiting for him to exit so I could lock it. As Alex walked
past
me,
he gently kissed
me on the cheek
and headed
for the passenger side of the car.

             
I pull
ed
into the driveway
and my stomach was in knots. This wa
s not the way to end things by bringing him to my
house;
I should have thought this through better.
Really,
who t
he hell
was
I
kidding;
there was no thinking when it came
to him.

“Are we going to sit in the driveway or head into the house? I can sleep in the
car. After all,
it wouldn’t
be the first time.” Alex broke
me from my internal thoughts. I open
ed
my car door without even responding to his question.
I hear
d
Alex opening his door and then the back door to grab his bag. I
n no
time,
he wa
s next to me on the porch as I open
ed
the front door. “Yo
u don’t lock your door?” He said
shocked and a little stunned.

“No, and I leave my keys in the ignition of my car too.” I shut the door and
locked
it behind him when he
entered
the doorway. I
hung
my purse on the hook and turn
ed toward the hall. Alex grabbed
me by the waist and
pulled
me into him
. I
wrap
ped
m
y arms around his waist and leaned my head on his chest. I had
missed
his
smell and those arms.

“Abby, why have you been ignoring my
calls?
I can’t focus or
think,
and the guys are getting
pissed.
I want to cancel the whole tour.”

“What
,
why would you cancel the tour?”
I was
still not looking at him, but taking in his scent, because I
didn’t
want to forget it after tonight.

“Why do you think? I want to be near you, see you and not just through Face Time, but really with you.” Alex
took
a hand from my waist and
brought
it to my chin so he
could
tilt my head up so our eyes
met
.

“Alex, I can’t talk about this tonight. I don’t want to think about tomorrow or the future,
because
you’re here
now,
so l
et’s just focus on that.” I had to avoid the
topic. I need
ed
him and want
ed
him. No way could
I end it until I spent
one last t
ime with
him.
Even
then,
I knew it would
be on
e of the hardest things I
ever had to do.

Alex leaned down and started to kiss me. His tongue was in my mouth and his hands we
re up
my shirt,
traveling up my back
and
moving to my front. I push
ed
him up against the
wall,
wanting and needing more of him.
When
I pull
ed
at the base of his sh
irt to take it off, he stopped me. Alex bent
down,
placing his hands around m
y ass and upper thighs. He picked
me up and
he put
me against the wall. My skirt wa
s now up around my waist,
giving me the freedom to wrap
my legs around his waist. “Unless you want me to take you right here, where
is the bedroom?” He placed
his mouth on mine.

I lean
ed
back, taking my mouth from his.
“
Up
the
stairs,
to the r
ight, end of hall.” Alex kept me in his
arms,
taking
the
stairs effortlessly and reaching
the b
edroom. He placed me gently on the
bed,
and
he
wa
s hovering over top of
me, and
looking down at me. I start
ed
to crawl back, but
I
grab
bed
a handful of shirt p
ulling him with me. Alex followed
me up the bed, but
he stopped and with
his
hands,
he
grab
bed
my panties and
yanked
them off. With my skirt up
around my
waist,
my lower half was now exposed and Alex took full advantage. He pushed me back onto the bed, lifted
my thighs
over his shoulders and placed
lingering kisses on my inner thigh, working his way up to my folds.
When
Alex
reached
my center
, he
filled
me with
slow, hard strokes with his tongue.
He soon
increased the speed of his strokes, but added
more pressure behind them
.
Before I knew what wa
s
happening,
my hands grip
ped his hair, my stomach wa
s
tightening
and my
body started to convulse. I
close
d my eyes and tried
to regai
n my center and reclaim my mind.