I went to the club as it was band night, and they were all set up to play. Once the club was fully opened and everyone was there, we all got on stage and played for an hour. After playing, Dominique sat at the corner table she had marked hers. Post and I came and sat with her. Post started talking about her project and wondered when she would do the final test. She looked at him and then at me. “I honestly haven’t thought about it, Post. Can we talk about this later?” “Yeah, sure. I just didn’t know if you had talked to Melissa, about it yet or not.” “You’re working on a project?” I asked. “Ow!” Post exclaimed as Dominique kicked him under the table. “What did you do that for?” “I am taking it that I was not to know about this project?” I asked. Dominique sighed and said, “No one knows about it but me, Post, and Melissa. I was trying to keep it that way until I got it right for release.” “Oh. I can leave if you want to talk to Post and Melissa. However, I must say you

“Tell Dominique I will be waiting for her downstairs, please,” I said to Post. I walked back downstairs and headed straight for the bathroom. I grabbed several paper towels and wet them down. Then, I closed the stall door and cleaned myself up as best as possible. I would forever remember tonight, even if Dominique refused to be with me again. But at the same time, this made me want her even more in real life. Would it feel like that in real life as well? I finished up, walked over to the table we always sat at, and waited for her. I saw Post come down and get Melissa. She went upstairs, and a few minutes later, she came back down with Dominique. Was Dominique really that embarrassed by what we had done? Or was she ashamed of it? I watched her walk over to the bar, and Tim walked over. He sniffed the air and said something to her. She said something to him, and he went to fix her a drink. I could tell he was very unhappy about something. I grinned. He could probably smell her an

I went to the bar once the sun had set and sat at Dominique’s table. I handed her an envelope that contained the contracts. She was surprised but didn’t realize I had a lawyer working on these since I mentioned them. “How long do I have to read through them?” Dominique asked me. “As long as you need. I’m not in a rush. You let me know what you think once you have read my offer,” I said. “Alright. I’ll do that. Thank you,” Dominique said as she set the envelope aside. “You seem distracted, Dominique. Are you alright?” “I’m fine. I just had something happen last night, and I’m not quite sure how I feel about it. To say I’m confused is putting it mildly.” “Please, remember that I am trying my best not to show the jealousy I feel. Is it about Tim? You have glanced over there several times since I sat down.” “Nathaniel, you are so sweet, and I really like you. So, I don’t think it would be a good idea to talk to you about this since you told me you are jealous and have shown inte

He looked at her and then at me. I already knew they’d had sex, so it wouldn’t be a surprise if he said it, but Dominique didn’t know I knew. I just watched Dominique to see her reaction if Tim did mention it. I had to know what she was feeling about it. “You and I slept together, Dominique. Roxy thinks I am her property even though I haven’t been with her for a long time. She knows I want you, and that pisses her off. She figured out what we had done because she and Jacob were waiting for me to get home. Jacob decided to give me a good old-fashioned beat down. That’s why I didn’t come to work. Are you happy knowing now? Do you understand why I don’t want to leave you alone?” Dominique looked at me out of the corner of her eye. I tried to school my face to be blank, but I knew it showed the anger I was feeling. Knowing about it didn’t make it any better when talked about. Dominique sighed and leaned back in her chair. She closed her eyes. It seemed she was more worried about what I

The ride home was strained, and the only thing said was when I gave her directions back to the house. Once the car was parked, Dominique got out and handed me the key. She walked over to the mustang and got her things out. She was no longer in turmoil. Now she was angry, and that feeling was even more potent than her lust. I opened the door at the end of the garage and started up the steps. When I realized Dominique was not behind me, I turned around and went back down. She was fiddling with her phone and pacing back and forth. It seemed like I was always messing things up with her now. I walked up to her and pulled her against me. I kissed her, but she didn’t kiss me back. I pulled back, and she just looked at me. “I’m sorry, Dominique. I did not mean to hurt you. I don’t want to take advantage of you and then have you come back later on me about it. I told you I would not push you, and I mean to keep that promise.” Dominique stepped away from me as she said, “It is what it is