She turned her head to look at him and saw that he was sitting there guffawing uncontrollably at something that one of the boys had said. When she looked at him, he suddenly choked on his drink and almost spat it all over the place, with coke dripping down his chin. This happened at the exact instant that she looked at him. Wow, Jerry. Here I am, trying to be of assistance to you, and you can't even hold yourself in control for a minute or two? As Andy clapped him on the back and laughed, I couldn't help but laugh.
She chuckled and shook her head while smiled broadly. "So attractive."
"Even with the drool on your face, you have to admit that you fancy him right now." I made a joke.
She showed a knowing smirk, "You are aware that I spent the evening with him, right? It was actually rather enjoyable; I had a terrific time, despite the fact that we did not engage in sexual activity, which meant that it was not the reason why it was enjoyable. That was the first time I've genuinely liked a date even though we didn't get past first base, which is contrary to the usual way in which I evaluate a date based on how the night ended." She appeared to be slightly red in the face before returning her gaze to him.
I grinned, "He is a very kind and considerate person. It's possible that you should give him another chance. Did he ask you out for a second time?" I inquired in my head while mentally crossing my fingers.
"Yeah, he contacted me and asked if I would like to go out with him tomorrow evening." She chewed on the corner of her lip as she looked at him in deep consideration.
"And what did you say?" I asked hope swelling up inside me.
"I informed him that I will give it some thought. I don't want to end up in a relationship with just one man. When I did that in the past, the pain of him cheating on me was so intense that I vowed to myself that I would never again let another male have that much control over me. Because of this, I rely solely on men to achieve my goals "She replied while displaying a little pout.
"What if, though, he didn't cause you any harm? You can't go through life afraid to try new things or take risks." I stated this in all candor. I gave Henry a sidelong glance and realized that I was getting close to interfering at this point and that I was in some danger of breaking my pledge.
"Yeah, you could be right about that." She gave him another glance while nodding and biting her lip, and he gave her another look while grinning his adorable dimpled smile at the same moment. She would be completely insane to turn down the opportunity to spend time with him; the thought of it made me want to grab both of them, put them in the same room, and not let them leave until they'd had a chance to discuss their feelings. She need to just tell him what she has just told me, and then he would be able to convince her that he has a genuine affection for her.
I heaved a sigh and forced myself to stand up from the seat as they began to flirt with one another from both sides of me, leaving me in the heart of the action. As I went to stroll past Henry on my way to the bathroom, I gave him a friendly grin. He seized my hand, dragged me down onto his lap, and encircled me with his arms as he held me there.
"Hey, Samantha bear! Where do you think you're going when you're not looking?" He was being playful by sliding his hands down my back, which caused me to twitch slightly.
I smiled at him as I peered into his green eyes and asked, "I was just about to go to the bathroom. Would you like to come with me just in case I need help buttoning up my jeans?" I inquired alluringly.
He joked and nodded slowly while smiling and saying, "Hell yeah, I do, just in case you need help of course." He was nodding his head. He whispered in my ear, "You go first, and I'll be there in a couple of minutes," as he leaned in close to me. He blew on my earlobe while chewing on it, which made me laugh out loud.
I pushed myself up from his lap, smiled at him, and then gave him a quick kiss before nearly skipping out the back door and towards the restrooms. I hid myself around the bend so that he couldn't see me while I waited for him to come after me when it was safe.
I was so giddy with excitement that I could hardly take a breath; the idea of having sexual relations with Henry in a public location was actually very appealing to me, and the possibility of being observed made the experience appear to be even more appealing in some strange way.
When I heard him coming closer, it made me giggle, and I silently prayed that we wouldn't be discovered. When he walked around the corner, my heart immediately stopped beating.
It wasn't Henry who did it. It was Blake all along.
Before I even had a chance to scream, he grabbed my hand, pushed me forward, and clamped his hand over my lips. He pushed the bar down to release the door, then forced both of us through it while slamming it shut behind him because there was an emergency exit immediately off to the left outside by the restrooms.
After he released his grip on me, I took a few steps backwards away from him and turned around to look at the door again. It was one of those doors that could only be opened from the inside; there was nothing, even a handle, on this side of the door. Because he was standing out to the side, and it was the path that led back to the front of the restaurant, I would have to walk past him in order to get back to the front door. We were in the middle of a little dark lane and there was no one around; we were just outside the back of the restaurant by the garbage cans. There was no way for me to escape, and there was no one nearby who could assist me.
Oh my god, what the living hell should I do? What is the best way for me to get in touch with Henry so that he can assist me? I felt about in my pocket, hoping against hope that my mobile phone was in there, but I realized even as I was doing it that it was a fruitless endeavor because my cell phone was in my handbag, which was back in the restaurant where I had been seated. Damn it I'm so stinking stupid!
Even though it felt like I'd been standing here for an eternity, trying to think of methods to get away from this place, I was only able to take everything in after a couple of seconds. Blake was only standing there, beaming at me with a smile that was not only attractive but also very playful. Wow, that man must definitely suffer from something like bipolar disorder. Does he not remember that he is not permitted to come close to me and that I am with Henry?
He chirped, "Hey, jailbait," as he approached me and moved closer to me. I whimpered and took a step back, which caused me to collide with the chain-link fence that was behind me. He whispered to me, "Don't look so terrified of me, I won't hurt you again I swear," as he moved closer to me. "Don't look so scared of me."
Again, I could smell alcohol on his breath, and he looked a little rough. He wasn't clean shaven like he usually is, and there was some growth on his face from the previous couple of days. It appeared as though he had been wearing the same clothing for several days, perhaps even sleeping in them, based on the rumpled and creased appearance of the garments he was donning.
"I'm sorry, Blake, but you can't do that. You are not permitted to be in this area with me. Why did you come here after I led you here?" I said while holding my breath as my anxiety began to rise.
I simply needed to maintain my composure and find some way to keep him talking. In a minute or two, Henry would come to the restrooms looking for me, and when he discovered I wasn't there waiting for him, he would check the outside to see if I was still there. Right? He'd check the emergency exit first before looking for me, wouldn't he? Oh, oh, Henry, come to my aid, I pleaded in my head. Why in the heck didn't I bring my purse with me when I went to the restroom? I could have given him a call or done anything else! I chided myself for being such a foolish, stupid Samantha.
"I wasn't following you, because I got here before you did." As he ran his fingers down the side of my face, he grinned at me and gave me a sly grin. I retreated from his hand, and a distressed expression appeared on his face as he saw me do so. "Why do you still have such a deep-seated fear of me? I promised I wouldn't hurt you again, and I won't "He mumbled something while staring at me in an embarrassed manner.
"The previous time we met, you fractured my arm, and the time before that, you hit me in the face twice and slapped me in the face both times! How am I supposed to face you and not be terrified?" I asked with a sneer. Oh sh*t, what in the name of all that is holy am I doing to provoke him? It would be best if I just kept a level head and talked to him until Henry came to get me. I needed to keep him talking, and Samantha, you need to relax! My breath was coming out in short, shallow gasps, and my heart was pounding in my chest, both of which contributed to the sensation that I was becoming slightly lightheaded.
He asked me this while tilting his head to the side and giving me the innocent expression of a young boy. "And I apologized for that; are you going to hold it against me forever?"
"Blake, the thing is that we shouldn't even be having this conversation." After a quick glance in all directions, I asked, "Where the hell is Henry?"
"Since you no longer enjoy speaking with me over the phone, I figured it would be best if I just said hello." He showed a hint of displeasure as he forced his body against mine. Then, he connected his fingers through the fence on either side of my body, pinning me against the fence such that I had no way to get around him at all.
"I just....we.....you." I stutterd while fighting back the tears.
He showed a grin, "At the moment, my sister and her boyfriend are joining me for dinner here at this restaurant. It would appear that they are a little concerned about me. I reassured them that there was nothing to be concerned about and that I was only homesick for my partner." He whispered the words.