KISS ME WHEN ITS OVER

Today had been what one might call a bad day. I lost a business deal and to make matters worse, my car broke down on the way home. I decided to take trip to a bar to get in one or two drinks while it was being fixed. Seated at the bar. Tequila in hand, Bobbed my head to the music. I found myself replaying the days event. I notice a woman a few seats away. Blond hair, flushed cheeks, blue eyes, red lipstick she kept glancing at me. I had just counted her fifth shot when a drunk slid into the seat next to her, holding a bottle of vodka almost empty. “Hey. You sexy looking thing, how about we excuse ourselves from here and head into the back for some action” “Not interested” I heard her say. Turning away. “Aw, Come on lady. It’s not everyday we get to see people like you around here” he places his hand on her shoulder. I notice the look of disgust flash across her face. “She said, she’s not interested” I say pushing off my seat and walking toward them. “Mind your busines

“Don’t you watch where you are” I stop myself halfway. I notice a woman, blond hair wearing a floral printed two piece, arms full of books she’s trying to hold on to. “Rebecca!, oh shit this is so clumsy of me, my mind is preoccupied”. I kneel to pick up the scattered papers. “And you are?” She squints her eyes still hugging the books to her chest. “The guy? From the bar? The other night?” I hand her the papers watching her closely. “Ohhh, yes, the hot man from the bar, how could I forget” she winks. She thinks I am hot? I slide my hands in my pocket. “How did the tequila treat you the next morning, did you find your excitement ?”She laughs. “Okay, tease me now, it’s allowed”“What is a fine lady like you doing around here and with all these” I say pointing to the books on chest. “Nothing really” her eyes glance from behind me to her surrounding making me to turn around for a brief moment. I am dropping this off for someone, my father actually” “Oh well, daddy’s girl I pres

Rebecca’s POV I am a teenager again, putting on a tank top and shorts. standing at the edge of a cliff enjoying the view feeling blissful, I close my eyes and inhale. Taking in a whiff of the summer air. Enjoying the feel of cool breeze on my skin. Suddenly I feel a presence behind me the air in my body rises. I turn slightly. Just then I feel a jolt. I am falling, slowly. Someone is at the edge now looking at me. He’s smiling. I recognize him. Father. I jerk awake and sit up on my bed. I wipe away beads of perspiration from my face. That dream again. I study my surroundings and inhale. I reach for the alarm clock beside my bed. It’s three in the morning. I walk to the bathroom and splash water on my face looking at my reflection in the mirror. Sharp jawline, blue eyes, blond hair. I smile and put on my robe. God really took his time. I head to the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee. And relax on my couch. My thought drifts to dad. I remember how happy I felt when m

Donald Seated at the board meeting, I keep my eyes on the screen as John, my manager is delivering a power point presentation on growth projections. His voice is drowned in the background as my mind is caught up in the call I had just ended. “You are to deposit a thousand dollars in cash and we had over your envelope, your secret is safe with us and we act like all this never happened” A hoarse voice spoke through the phone. Unrecognizable “How do I know I can trust you, this is not a set up” Then there was a pause, then a distant voice, like someone had turned away from the receiver. Then the voice returned. “You don’t, that’s the price of keeping secrets, Sinclair” I wanted to curse him out, fling my phone across the wall. But instead I remain calm. “You are playing a really dirty game” He gave a low chuckle. “You know better than to come after us. Call this line only when you’re ready to pay.” Click. The line went dead. I shift in my seat, how do I pay th

Donald. Her body is still pressed against mine, she’s fast asleep, her breath is steady, her hands resting gently on my chest. I watch her, taking in the moment. The curve of her lips, her flushed cheeks, the slow rise and fall of her chest. I can’t make out he features properly, but I let my imagination do the rest. She’s undeniably beautiful. I shift a little, reaching to adjust the pillow under her head careful not to wake her. She’s moves but doesn’t open her eyes. I let her Settle back into sleep before I move from under and sit up at the edge of the bed. One minute we were on the couch, and the next we are on our feet heading up the stairs leaving pieces of fabric behind. Soon enough we were here, On her bed. Her lips found mine, my hands on her skin , her breath hot against my neck, her hands all over me, like she was trying to memorize everything and I let her. She was on top, eyes locked with mine, stroking me slow like she wanted to break me open. Now, with