She sat at the bar quietly nursing her drink. She felt a tear slowly make its way down her cheek and quickly wiped it away. It had been a rough couple of weeks. Her divorce had finally come through after two long years of fighting. Although it ended well in terms of settlement, it had taken its toll. She would no longer have to work after all was said and done. She had given her notice to her job earlier in the day. It was time to move on.
"Are you okay?" said the voice from behind her.
"Look, if you are looking for a slam bam thank you ma'am fuck, try the red haired girl in the yellow dress at the end of the bar. She'll screw anyone." she snapped. She closed her eyes and couldn't believe the words had come out of her mouth. True or not, it wasn't the type of thing she pictured herself saying to a complete stranger. She didn't look up at the mirror to see who was speaking to her. She had shocked herself with her response. Imagine her surprise when she heard the most comfortable male laugh behind her. She raised her eyes to the mirror.
He was standing behind her shoulder with an adorable grin on his face. He was wearing a blue shirt with two buttons open at the neck. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows showing his muscular forearms. He sported salt and pepper hair cut in a businessman's style. She could see the sparkle in his blue eyes even in the reflection in the mirror.
"Actually," his voice replied. "I was certainly hoping for more than a one hour thing. I'll pass on your suggestion to see the girl at the end of the bar"
She slowly turned in her stool to face him. Her cheeks were crimson with embarrassment. "I am sorry. What I said was uncalled for. Please accept my apology." She stammered.
That is how she and Robert met. They spent the next four hours talking and laughing. He told her that he was divorced (as was she now). He had no children, loved animals and the outdoors. He hated watching sports. They found that they had everything in common from favorite foods to favorite books; favorite places to favorite movies. There was nothing they discovered about one another that they disagreed upon.
"Angie, I have had a wonderful evening tonight." He said. "I need to be going now. I am only in town for tonight on business and leave early tomorrow morning."
She felt herself cringe! Here was the first man she had remotely enjoyed being around in the two years since she left Tim and he was leaving town?
"Oh." she muttered. The disappointment had to have been audible as he looked at her strangely.
He took a napkin from the bar and asked the bartender for a pen. He wrote something on the napkin, handed the pen back to the person behind the bar and turned to her. He held out the napkin and said, "This is my email address. Please feel free to get in touch with me if you decide you would like to know me better."
He rose, smiled, slipped on his jacket and walked toward the door.
She sat for a moment watching him walking out of her life and not knowing exactly what she was feeling. She did know she didn't want him to leave. Suddenly, she heard herself call out, "Robert!" He turned toward her as she hurried to stand in front of him.
"I do." she said.
He looked at her quizzically. "You do??"
Her laugh was a nervous one. "Yes. I do want to get to know you better. You said you were hoping for something longer than an hour. How does company for the night sound?"
She could not believe she was doing this! She was propositioning and stranger she had just met in a bar, for God's sake!
His comfortable laugh came quickly, as did the adorable smile. He held out his arm. She slipped hers through it. They edged through the doorway out into the cold Alaska night air together smiling at one another.
Wow! His hotel room was as large as the apartment she had been living in since her separation. "Nice place you have here." she said trying not to sound as amazed as she felt.
"It's my last taste of luxury for a while." He replied with a smile.
He helped her off with her coat and hung it up as she walked toward the chair by the window.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked.
"Um..I think I've had enough for the night to have hit on you, but thanks." , she giggled.
"Are you certain you want to be here?" , he asked.
"Absolutely positive." she answered.
Robert unbuttoned his shirt and walked toward her. He took her hands and pulled her to her feet.
"Absolutely positive?" he teased her.
She would have answered, but his mouth was on hers. Her lips parted. Her eyes closed. She was swept into the moment with urges flooding through her she had not felt in a long time.
Robert pulled away slightly. His hands found the zipper of her skirt as he gazed at her face. She felt it fall to the floor and kissed him again. When the kiss ended, he lifted her off her feet with ease and deposited her on the bed. He slid down beside her and kissed her again, only deeper and more passionately this time.
She didn't remember how she got undressed or how he did, for that matter. What she knew was that his lips were moving from hers to her neck, down her throat, to her chest. What she knew was the sudden start of her body as he took a nipple in his mouth while twirling the other between his finger and thumb. What she knew was that she wanted him more than she could remember wanting anyone.
"Fuck me, Robert." she whispered.
"Not quite yet." he replied with a smile.
His mouth moved down her belly, lingering here and there while her breathe came faster. His lips moved farther down, caressing her thighs.
