"Why?" she questioned curiously, relaxing against me as though it was the most natural instinct to her. "What is so crazy?"
"You have to know as well as I do that there is nothing about this that is logical. Nothing about this makes any sense at all." I sighed, trying to find the right words amidst the sea of emotions and confusion that filled my mind that was warring with the dull ache in my brain. "I have to know why you are being so nice to me. It doesn't make sense." I admitted suspiciously.
"You are so beautiful Cara." She said gently.
Those words coming from her soft lips felt more like a painful dagger in my heart than a compliment. They actually almost terrified me. The emotion I could feel that laced her words heavily was even more painful. I couldn't for the life of me understand why I kept digging myself in deeper and deeper with this woman.
"Every one's beautiful when the lights are low." I said flippantly, desperate to shatter the security of warm air around us. Tiredly, I released her from my embrace and rose to pace the room restlessly. "Why me?" I found myself asking aloud. A huge part of me praying that she would give an answer that I would find fault in.
"What do you mean why you?" She asked curiously.
"In the club... Why me?" I asked. My mind was screaming at me to stop. Telling me that her reasoning didn't matter. Demanding that I close my heart to her immediately. Spitefully reminding me that I was a married woman and had no business with her let alone growing any attachment to her.
"Why not you?" she asked curiously.
"Come on Hailey. There were lots of women in that club." I explained, my voice raising a slight octave. "Women that were far more attractive than me. Why me? You could have chosen any one in there. I want to know why you chose me." I demanded.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you Cara." she said knowingly. The smile that lit her face as she gave her answer simply prodded me to push harder.
"You have no idea what kind of things I would believe." I replied, not caring how foolish that statement made me sound.
"Okay then..." she said with a long hesitant sigh. "How about... that I'm not ready to tell you just yet."
"Not ready to tell me yet?" I lifted a questioning brow. "And when exactly do you think you will be ready to tell me?" I asked, trying to keep my amusement from my voice. She had this adorable look on her face that reminded me of a playful child trying to protect a secret. I couldn't help the half smile that came to my lips.
"Hmmm..." she hummed pensively. "I'm not sure. I will tell you that the second I saw you, you made my heart flutter." she said, her voice didn't carry even a hint of dishonesty.
"I made your heart flutter?" I questioned curiously, "And how exactly did I do that?"
"I'll make you a deal."' she negotiated, lifting her brow questioningly as she spoke. "I will tell you almost everything that went through my mind and what I was feeling, all except what I'm not ready to tell you yet, with one hundred percent honesty if you promise to do the same."
"So you do me then I do you?"I questioned teasingly, easing down onto the bed next to her.
"Consider it a dare." Hailey smiled contently. "It's the only way you're going to find out what I was thinking."
"And the only way you'll know what was in my head too." I said thoughtfully. "I don't know. Sounds a little dangerous to me." I said trying to sound as though I was weighing my options.
"Come on Cara. Take a little walk on the wild side." she breathed, her words were so seductive I almost forgot that we were negotiating and not engaging in foreplay.
"Fine. You win. Tell me how I made your heart flutter." I smiled, laying my hand lightly on the curve of her full waist.
"Well the whole day was just hectic. Everything was going so wrong. I felt so overwhelmed when I walked into work that I really didn't think I would make it through the night. I was only an hour in when you and that jack ass came in." she explained, studying my eyes as she spoke. "I figured that you two would be the typical married couple that comes in. There are a couple of types by the way. The first is the type that are honestly just attempting to make each other jealous. Then there's the up for anything wife that gets pissed off when she sees hubby actually looking at one of the girls. Then there's the type that are actually looking for a little adventure to relight the spark in their marriage. But when your cheeks started turning pink, I knew that the two of you were different... well you at least. I watched a woman that was in a situation that any human being would have flipped out in, maintain her calm. I watched you smile, even though I could see in your eyes that your heart was breaking in to a million pieces. I watched you feel sympathy for women that your husband was drooling over, that other women would have hated."