Page 26 of Taming the Bear
“Hey! Can you hand me those pants over there?” A woman yells out to me making me jump out of my skin. “Sorry, sweetie. I need my pants so I can get outta here!”
I look at her cautiously. She seems to be younger with flaming red hair and pale skin. I wish I had her freckles that make her look innocent.
“Which ones?” I ask as I look over all of the clothes that are in a pile under the pool table that she’s laying on. “These?” I inquire as I hold up a pair of jeans.
The woman nods her head and then smiles at me as she slips them on. “I’m Britney, by the way.”
My eyes scan her up and down out of habit to make sure that I could possibly trust her. That’s always been a problem of mine, I judge too quickly and I need to let people prove themselves to me.
I wish I would have judged the situation with Big Sir a little better instead of trusting him like I did.
“Chantal.”
Britney hops off the table and then buttons her pants. Once she’s settled she walks over to me and throws her arms around my neck. “Thank you! I would hate to go see my kid and explain to him why I don’t have any fucking pants!”
She smells like beer, smoke and cologne. Her makeup is overdone but I would say she was pretty. I could probably be friends with her if I were here to make friends.
I smile at her and then shrug my right shoulder. “I don’t know what to tell you, girl. Anyways, I have to go to a meeting. Do you know which one is the door to get out?”
Britney points her finger to the door behind the bar and then waves at me. “Maybe I’ll see you around!”
“Yeah, thanks!”
The Bear
It’s a strange feeling waking up and feeling as if something is missing from your life or bed. Last night was the first night since Dana that I actuallysleptwith a girl. Her curves were so soft and her skin smelled like vanilla. All in all, she’s addictive.
The whole night, Chantal was cuddled up next to me and her body is a furnace. She burned so hot that I could feel it seared my skin but I wasn’t pushing her away. Oh hell no, I wasn’t. I loved it despite being cooked well done next to her.
“Baby?” I call out.
There isn’t any noise coming from the bathroom so she must not be in there. “Chantal?” I ask louder. When there’s still nothing, I reach over and feel her cold pillow.
Joe,
I had to run out and do some stuff. I will be back probably before you wake up.
Chantal
Well, she’s fucking late because I’m wake and I want her back here with me. It only took one kiss from her and I’m hooked. Her lips were soft and pillowy as they caressed mine… Don’t even get me started on her wicked little tongue.
“Chantal?” I call out again. Nothing. Damn it!
I roll out of bed and grab a pair of basketball shorts. Once I’m dressed, I slide into my shoes that I wear around the clubhouse when I’m not wearing my boots. Of course, I grab my keys before I walk out of the room. And set out to find her.
I need to find her… A woman in a place like this that doesn’t understand how we work, is not a good fucking thing. She could get hurt or end up as someone’s pet. Hell, I don’t know but I do know that I need to find her.
When I enter the kitchen, I smell the loving smell of coffee being brewed by Britney. Britney is one of those girls that is obsessed with Mack Truck, one of the whores. I wish Britney would have listened to me when I told her that Mack Truck isn’t the settling down type and she should move on.
“Hey, there, little lady,” I say to her as I walk to get a mug. “You see a little girl with pink hair?” I ask her
Britney smiles and nods her head. “Yeah, she helped me find my pants this morning!”
“Charming. Any idea where she went?” I know that I’m using my powers for evil right now, but I’m desperate. I need to know where the hell she ran off to.
She shrugs and then purses her lips as if she’s thinking about something critical. “No, but she did seem like she was in a hurry.”
I nod my head and then down the remaining contents of my black coffee. “Thanks, doll face. Quit letting Mack Truck make you stay here. You need to be at home with your kid.”
