**Okay I"m so sorry for being out today a lot of you know what's happening and how insane things have gotten this week so it's just the one and i hope you guys understand **
…………….. Sam collected the glasses from the meeting table and put them on the bar, I arranged the bottles the way they needed to be arranged and started to wash them.
“We should have just gone home” Sam lent on the bar and watched me. I poured him a drink and pushed it in his direction “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine” I wiped down the bar
“That why your hand’s still shaking” He cocked his head to the side
“I wasn’t paying attention to people round me” I looked down and I played with the cloth in my hand “Why would he do something like that when there’s naked women dancing around” I looked up and looked out of the mirror to the club and blushed as the woman on the stage touched herself. I looked down quickly again, surely I shouldn’t be looking at things like that.
“Because you’re beautiful… You look sexy as hell tonight… sometimes hot doesn’t mean naked” He picked up the glass in front of him I chewed my lip and turned away from him double checking everything “Are you going to take a compliment at any point”
“I don’t know did you give me one?” I took a deep breath and walked out from behind the bar and rubbed the back of my neck
“I did” He pushed off from the bar and stood in front of me “You finished with the bar?” I nodded
“Lets go home… I need to go get the bag I left in the dressing room earlier” I looked out at the club
“We can come get it tomorrow”
“I need something out of it” I sounded a little panicked as I realized my one sketch book was in there.
“Okay but one stipulation to walking through the club”
“I don’t look at people”
“No” he walked over to the door and waited for me. I walked out he pulled the door closed after us. “Come here” I looked at him he walked over to me and put his arm round my waist. “We don’t need any more guys hitting on you”
“he didn’t’ hit me” I pulled a face making Sam smoother a smirk
“No what he did was hitting on you, the ass wanted you to be his play thing” I raised an eye brow “Now walking through there with me like this will make sure no one else comes close to touching you” He looked round the room and saw guys looking our way “Ready” I nodded.
He held me close to him as we walked through the tables people moved out of the way for him. He carried himself as he always did his eyes taking in everything round us. We got to the dressing room door.
“I’ll wait here for you” He turned me round facing me “and then we’ll go home” Someone bumped me from beind sending me chest to chest with Sam, I felt that feeling in my stomach. I hoped to good that Roger had left some thing good to eat in the fridge. Sam swallowed hard holding me tighter “Er… I think… I’m…er…”
“I’ll grab my bag” I moved away from him and walked into the dressing room I shut the door and lent on it my heart was thundering in my chest, I had to be getting sick, I must be getting something like the stomach flu” I grabbed my bag from the side and looked in the mirror my cheeks were flushed. I put my hand on my forehead, hmmm No fever. The door opened and one of the girls walked in and sat down in a chair she smiled at me.
“You going to be working with us, I’ve had a few guys ask about you tonight?”
“Yup” she reached for a stick of gum “Damn I wish I had legs like yours” she looked me up and down
‘I have to get going, Sam’s waiting for me”
“Damn you’re a lucky girl have that man” She wiggled her eyebrows I looked at the floor and hurried out slamming right into Sam’s back.
“Whoa” he looked round “Everything okay”
“Yeah” I looked for the exit.
“Okay Come on then” He put his arm back round me and the two of us walked outside to the car. The drive home was in almost silence the only thing making a sound was the intermittent text messages Sam was getting on his cell phone. I got out of the car before Sam had turned off the engine. “Tricia… Wait” Sam got out and hurried after me I held the front door open for him “Are you angry with me for something?” I frowned at him
“What?... No why would you think that” I shook my head and started for the kitchen
“Because you’ve been really quiet since what happened with that guy” he followed me
“I was shaken up that’s all” I walked to the fridge and pulled out a plate of fruit and reached into the freezer for the Ice cream and put them on the table “I never did say thank you for what you did, you and Dante”
“I wasn’t going to let anyone touch you” he folded his arms over his chest I reached two bowls from the cupboard and two spoons from the drawer “And anyone that did were going to have to deal with the consequences” I looked at him “And Dante knew you’d be a little… shell shocked so his aim was to get you out of there and safe as soon as he could” I sat down he pulled out a chair and sat with me watching as I added strawberries and peaches to the bowls “I think the guy got the message no one messes with my gi… You” I crossed my legs as I reached to add the ice cream, his eyes went up from the bottom to the top of the boot “Damn” he muttered under hs breathe
“Well thank you again, for being there” I picked up a strawberry and offered it to him “I can’t give you anything other than this as a thanks”
“Wow” He chuckled getting to his feet “I never thought of soft fruit as currency” He took my wrist in his hand and brought it up to meet his mouth “But I’ll take it” he took a bite his lips brushed against my finger tips his eyes on mine “How come you’re pulse has gotten faster?”……………………..