Chapter Seven
''Where are our drinks?'' I asked He was so close , less than two feet away giving me a wicked grin.
''Look .''He pointed to something behind me . Moses and Laura were walking up , both of them holding shots of something clear and dangerous looking.
''We should make our escape,'' he said.
''Yeah , maybe you're right . Wait , what do you mean by escape?''
''You're coming home with me,''
he said.''Maybe we could do it sooner rather than later.''
''I like to draw it out a little bit , take my time , you Know?''
''I know exactly what you mean .''
''Here '' Laura handed me a shot that smelled like vomit.
''Oh , no'' I said ''Not tequilla.''
''It's on special ,''Moses said .
''Fina ,'' I grabbed the shot and waited for everyone else to take one . Archer waved hos away.
'' To partying '' Laura lifted her shot galss.
''To partying .''I clinked mine against her's and Moses'
As far as I was concerned , there was nothing as disgusting as tequilla. It went down slow , snagged my gag reflex, and hit my stomach hard . I had to hunch over just to keep from getting sick.
''God I hated that stuff.''Moses slammed his shot glass and grabbed his beer .''Come on'' he said motioning for Laura to go dance with him.
''I want you gone by the time I get back '' she told me .''And don't come back again until you are happy and good again.''
''I'm not going abywhere .'' Laura rolled her eyes and walked off.
''No,I think you are,''Archer said in my ear.
I was , and he knew it.
''You're a little cocky ; you know that ?''
''Do you like cocky men ?''he asked.
''Depends on how big they are.''
I could smell his cologne when he moved closer like fresh good leather with a hint of pine. He was so close to me that I could feel the heat waves coming off his body. It was like standing next to a hot white flame . Then he leaned closer,his rough cheek brushed on mine and he whispered into my ear. "You wanna find out? That did it . I stood up.
"Let's go"
"Nice"
I let him wrap his arm around my waist as he led me out of the crowd and into the street. He pulled out his phone.
"Are you calling a cab?"I asked
"No, "he said "I'm calling my driver."
"You have a driver? Are we going to a mansion?"
"Yes" he said
"You know what ,No I am going back inside"
He grabbed my wrist and said "look" as a black sedan was pulling around. I'd never seen that model before. It looked custom made . Something that only the richest of the rich could afford.
" No way"
"Yeah came on" he waved at the driver as the car stopped Infront of the club. Archer opened the door for me. There were tv screens embedded at the back of the front seats.
"Are you still coming?" I didn't even notice I was gawking ,from the shock I guess .
"Uh" I shook my head still I shock I guess.
"Good" hes said
I got in and took a seat next to him " you are not a drug dealer or anything like that right?"
"No,I'm much more worse than that"
"What do you mean ?"I pulled away to look at him
"Maybe I'll tell you sometime "
"Well I need to know what I'm getting myself into."
"I'm not going to hurt you" he put his arm around my waist and I rested on his shoulder.
" I haven't done this in years "
"Neither have I "I sat up to look at him closely.
His eyes were red and droopy and his head was low. I was entering this man's life with no idea what that would mean and that scared me well frightened me is a better word. It also excited me since my world was based on rules and stability.i didn't take risks
"Tell me something about yourself."
"Like what?"
"I don't know, anything."
"I have a bakery just a couple of blocks away from the club." It's the only thing I could think of saying .
"Mmmh that's nice"
"It isn't,it's terrible. But it's my dream and I am not giving up on it.
"You are ambitious" he said
"Yeah, my pastries are going to be a house hold name "
"You know" he said moving a way to look at me .
"I almost believe you "
"Yeah"
"Oh yeah,I know what it takes to be successful,I can see it, I can smell it too. You have something."
"Thank you " I wasn't sure I believed him but I needed some reassurance from someone else. "Are we really going to a mansion, I asked"
"Is it a really a big deal, "
"No, it's just that I've never met anyone like you. It's really interesting.
"It's really not. Id prefer being poor and happy as I know how being rich really feels like."
"You are not happy"
"I don't know,I guess I am"
He wasn't happy. He looked like I felt-exhausted and burnt out- but it was nice having a hunk of muscle doting on me.He looked at me for a moment,stopped and then hesitated . He dove in fast and pressed his lips against mine. They were soft and gentle . His tongue made its way to my lips parted them and made its way into my mouth. I felt like I was flying and that was all because of the kiss and the man behind it . Who was he that he could evoke such great passion from inside me? The kiss was too short, too simple it wasn't enough but he was pulling away. He leaned on his seat and closed his eyes through the whole way back to his house .
He really loved in a mansion I could see his cobble stone when we pulled up to the security check point. It was three stories with casting beams over the tailored hedges in and a fountain sat at the center of the wrap around driveway.
" I told you" he sat up
" I can't believe this."
"Wait until you see the inside. The driver parked as Archer got out of the car to come open the door for me. The gravel crunched under my feet as we made out way to the front door. On either sides of the house there were trees and flowers lined . The petals of the flowers were glowing in the midnight light .
"Here ,"Archer opened the door for me. I needed a second to gather my bearings I never had seen such a beautiful house before . The crystal chandelier above my head was casting a rainbow tapestry light that swayed across the white marble floor, sending beams up to the grand staircase and into the darkened living room on my right .
"This is beautiful"
"Thank you , I'm not really a decorator though I had one of my staff put it together."I hope you give them a bonus. He was leaning on the wall with his head low.
"I did, you wanna see what's upstairs?" He came to life again.
"I dont know, " I said as I stepped closer."I don't know if you can handle this ."
"Me ,handle you, you are in for a ride."Then suddenly he had me off the floor , cradled in his arms.
"What are you doing, No let me down "
He smirked ,"Nope, you are coming with me ." He said as he started going up the stairs. I had half a mind to punch him and run.I felt vulnerable, but I liked how I felt when my head was resting in the ridges of his chest. He was so warm.
He carried me up to the third floor , where he opened the door and put me down to my feet.
"I want you ,I want you so fucking bad ." He pressed his lips to mine and suddenly he was walking backwards his arms around me guiding me to his bed , where he collapsed with his hands behind my head .I hoped onto the bed and straddled him. He reached up and cradled his hand on my nipple .
"Oh God"
"You like that?"
I bit my lowered lip and let my eyes roll over his broad shoulders, his massive chest andfinally his bulge . He followed me closely , his arm wrapped behind me.
"Strip for me "
"You want me to take off my clothes"
"Dear God , yes"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah" he was bulging off his jeans.
I got up and slowly swung my hips back and forth as I lowered the strap on my left shoulder,then my right shoulder. He was lying back enjoying the show while he rubbed his bulge. I turned around and bent down giving him a clear view of my butt while I took off my shoes . I expected him to spank me or something. Instead,when I turned back he was asleep. At first I didn't know what to think. Was it drugs , no I wouldn't known.He seemed so exhausted back in the car . Maybe it was lack of sleep. Something I could identify with. I sat down bat the bed to get my shoes on. He didn't tell me anything about himself. What he was doing ,where he was from - nothing.He was a complete mystery.How did he get this rich ? What drove him to be the man he was today? Maybe I could learn something from him and finally get a chance to climb out of my rut.
The evening might not have gone the way I planned but I wasn't going to get away without having something out of it . I grabbed a pen and paper from the corner of his desk and wrote down my number. Then I called a cab to take me home.