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with hair that swished to the side. He wore a tight fitting sleeveless tee shirt to show off the tattoos that covered his arms. They didn’t have a professional touch, but he was proud of them. He was handsome in a boyish way and he put his hand toward me to introduce himself. I took it and pulling him toward me I ignored his name and didn’t offer my own.
    We danced several songs together and I stayed between him and Gabe. I told him what I wanted to do to him and he agreed with hooded eyes. Even though I knew what I had to do, I wanted to continue our dancing foreplay for a while longer. That way, I could pretend I wasn’t as horrible as I was. This is just a story.
    As I danced with them, I kept finding my eyes drawn to the stranger that sat at the bar. He kept his back to me most of the time, but there were moments he turned my direction. I watched him, hoping for one more glance of those eyes. His attentive eyes built me into more of a person. That was why it was the worst idea to allow my thoughts to drift to him. I couldn’t have more.
    I watched as he sat alone at the bar and didn’t talk to a single person except for the tall guy with lean muscle. The tall guy was  as hot as his friend, but they were different beyond measure. Where the tattooed guy had dark messy hair, the other guy had light well trimmed hair. The other guy had a clean shaved jaw line, where tattooed guy looked as though he had more important things to focus his attention on than making sure he shaved.
    I made myself look away from the two men and focus on the mind-numbing beat of the song. Those two held something in their eyes that said they couldn’t be part of my plan, the tattooed one in particular. Warring with myself, I turned toward the tattooed stranger again as he stood up and looked ready to leave. Our eyes met and held fast for a moment. His soulful eyes searched my face and read every expression. He had the potential to see something I didn’t want to have seen and I broke our eye contact.
    Hands squeezing my hips brought my mind back to the guy who was now behind me. He began to kiss along my neck and I looked to the ceiling and let the music consume me. Tears began to form and I willed them to stay in my eyes. I couldn’t break. I needed to push forward.
    I lowered my hand to his hip behind me and let my fingers dance across the front of his pants. I leaned to whisper in his ear, “Follow me?” I asked and he nodded in agreement and we exited the building without another word.

5
Wynn
 
    I didn’t feel like a stalker earlier, but I did now. Sure, we happened to be at the same place again, but that didn’t mean I needed to watch her every move. How was it possible that we crossed paths three times now in one day?
    Henley’s was full tonight. People always came out when the bluegrass and folk bands played, so assuming there was a purpose in seeing her again was ludicrous. It was a popular bar. She danced to the first band for an hour. Her dark blonde hair had started up, but fell out after her second or third drink. She now used her hair as a shield to block her from the world.
    “Why don’t you go talk to her?” Blake asked, breaking me from my creepy staring.
    “I refuse to talk to a girl in a bar ,” I said before risking a glance at her again. “Besides she’s with someone. They’ve been at it most of the night.” The tall guy with dark hair wrapped his hands around her waist. He had been twirling her around and bowing her during songs. Blake let out a loud laugh and I gave him a raised eyebrow.
    “Okay, first, you make it sound as if talking to a girl in a bar is comparable to getting your finger nails ripped out and second, Gabe isn’t interested. Believe me,” he said as he took a drink of his beer and leaned on the bar.
    “You know him?” I asked as I took a drink of my own.
    “Yeah, I know him. He’s a regular, we hang out and he would rather be dancing with me if you know what I mean.” I