Second Chance or Nightmare?

“Hey,Cass! How long until you get here?…. What do you mean you can’t make it? I have been waiting on you for an hour!” Ally groaned and hung up. Her best friend, Cassie, was supposed to meet her at the bar but apparently Cass’s new boy toy showed up so she got “sidetracked” and wasn’t coming now.

Ally had been sitting at the bar drinking pretty steadily, after all, this was the first weekend where her kids were at their dad’s for the whole weekend and she really didn’t know what to do with herself. She had welcomed Cass’s invite but now has to decide what to do.

Ally had already been hit on four times and was in no mood for another conversation with a man trying to take her home so she decided she would finish her drink and head out. She no more got the words out to tab out to the bartender when another guy sat down beside her and tried to strike up a conversation. Ally politely let him know she was not interested and turned to face the other way when the mad grabbed her wrist and tried to spin her back towards him. About that time she heard a voice she actually recognized from a past life… an old client of hers. “Hey babe! Sorry I am late. Can you please remove your hand from my girlfriend before I have to break your arm?”

Ally spun around to see Collier and Kaden standing next to her smiling. The man instantly dropped her wrist and apologized profusely… the guy barely touched 6 foot tall and was staring at two men who were pushing 6’7” and obviously enjoyed the gym. Really, what was he going to do?

Ally threw her arms around Collier, she had missed him. It wasn’t like she could really say that because she had been married when he was a client but there was always some sexual tension between them and she was sad when she got him closed and didn’t get to see him anymore.

“How have you guys been?” Ally finally had recovered from her shock of seeing them… well him at least. “I saw you were getting married?”

Collier let her know that they weren’t married yet and kept pushing the date out. He wasn’t even sure why or if they would really get married but she had a ring on her finger.

The three chatted for a couple of hours before Ally realized she had way too much to drink and a 45 minute drive home. She could feel the tension building between her and Collier again…she felt so safe with him and it was such an odd feeling after her marriage where she had felt so unsafe and unseen. She knew she had to get the hell out of there and fast. Collier was leaning towards her more with every second and the conversation was becoming more dangerous. Did he just tell her he had waited for 2 years for her to finish her divorce because he wanted her? That was absurd. She wasn’t particularly pretty or smart. No one would wait for her like that. After all she came with 4 kids, debts, and a narcissistic ex who enjoyed making her life hell.

“Nope, dangerous conversation. Time to go,” Ally thought.

Ally gave the guys hugs and quickly walked out the door. She made it to her jeep threw her heels in the backseat and climbed in. She sighed heavily and she shook off the feeling of wanted Collier so much it hurt. And then she heard a rap at the door of her jeep.

There he stood. “Collier. Nope. This is so bad” she thought.

He opened the door leaned in and got less than an inch from her and said “I need you. I know it is wrong. I know we both have had too much to drink but I need you now.”

Ally leaned in and kissed him… far too aggressively. She knew she was not this person. He was engaged. She had literally dreamed about him fucking her brains out for years but she couldn’t really do it. Could she?

“I live 10 minutes from here. You know that. You sold it to me. Come home with me”

“Fuck! I shouldn’t. But fuuuuck I want you” Ally followed him to his truck knowing this was a terrible idea.