Page 7 of Stonewall

“Why? Did they figure out it was me?” I asked, keeping my voice low so no one would overhear.

“No, I covered for you. I didn’t think you would be back is all. This doesn’t seem like your kind of place to hang out,” she answered in a hushed voice, her eyes darting around the room.

I looked at her intently, “It’s not; something else draws me to this bar, or should I say someone.” I wasn’t sure why I told her that, but I meant it. I figured she would get offended and tell me to get lost. I wasn’t prepared for what she did.

Brooke kept my stare. “I’m glad you came back, Lenny. I really am,” she said softly and then gave me a genuine smile that reached her eyes. Eyes that showed arousal? Could Brooke feel the same pull I felt? That same need? She held my eyes for another minute before asking, “What can I get you?”

“Whatever you have on tap,” I answered like yesterday, but my eyes told her what she could really get me.

“Sure, coming right up.” Brooke turned and walked to the bar, looking back at me over her shoulder, catching me watching her ass. She smirked, and I swear she put extra sway into her walk. Fuck, I wanted her. Married or not. She would be a widow soon anyway. I would make sure of it.

MY STOMACH FLUTTEREDwhen I saw Lenny walk through the door.I couldn’t believe he had come back, and he came back because of me. At least that’s what he said, and I didn’t take him for the type to spew bullshit. And I did something I haven’t done in the almost five years I’ve been with Flex.

I encouraged him.

I wanted Lenny in the worst way; I hadn’t felt aroused by a man since Jason. Jason was a Prospect I had started secretly seeing when I was fifteen and he was eighteen. We met in secret for three years; he promised me that when he got his patch, he would go to my dad and ask for permission for me to be his old lady. But Jason lied and took off, leaving me behind when it was time to stand beside me. But the sex had been great, even if Jason turned out to be a lying prick. The fact was I missed how sex could feel when two people were attracted and feeling it.

When I turned around, seeing him watching my ass, I wanted to drag him to the back and let him do whatever he wanted to me. This was a dangerous game that I was playing with Lenny, but I didn’t want to stop. Lenny made me feel things I haven’t allowed myself to feel in too many years.

But, at the same time, I had to be careful. Flex had eyes everywhere and wouldn’t hesitate to hurt my son, and that I couldn’t chance. But a little harmless flirting couldn’t hurt anything; it’s not like he is staying in the area.

I put his beer down. “Here you go. Anything else?”

“Oh, there’s plenty I want, but it will have to wait for another time,” he grinned, giving me a wink.

“Brooke, I need you!” Blair yelled from her place behind the bar.

“I need to get to work,” I said, regret evident in my voice. I wanted to stay and talk to Lenny and learn about him.

“No worries, we’ve only started,” Lenny said to my retreating back so only I could hear.

When I reached the bar, I asked, “What do you need, Blair?”

“I need more cups; go grab some out of the store room,” she demanded. That was what she needed? She could have done it herself. I headed back to where the store room was located, going inside and reaching the shelf the cups were stacked. I went to grab a sleeve when an arm circled my waist, pulling me back against a hard body and making me squeal in alarm.

“Easy, it’s just me,” Lenny whispered next to my ear, his lips touching me there, causing me to shiver with the touch.

“What are you doing, Lenny?” I whispered back as he pulled me tighter.

“I have to leave in the morning and will be back this weekend. I didn’t want you to think I ran out. When I get back, I’d like to see you outside this bar,” his deep husky voice flowed over me, and when he pushed his face into the side of my neck, nibbling there, my knees almost gave out. It felt so damn good.

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” I breathed, wanting nothing more than to agree.

“Listen, Brooke, I don’t know what this pull is between us, but I want to explore it; say you’ll see me,” Lenny pleaded, grinding his erection into my ass while still licking his way around my neck.

“Okay, I’ll see you,” I agreed in a breathy whisper, pulling away. “But we can’t do this here; there are too many eyes.”

“You’re right; what’s your phone number, Brooke?” he asked, taking his phone out of his pocket. I rattled off my number watching while he put it on his phone. Then he pulled me to him, and his lips were on mine, A kiss like none I had ever had in my life, open-mouthed, wet, and with a lot of tongue. Hot as hell. “I’ll be in touch.” And then he was gone as quietly as he came in.

I leaned against the wall getting myself together before grabbing a couple sleeves of cups and leaving the storage room. When I got back to the bar, Lenny was gone. Was I making the right decision to see him? I don’t know, but it feels right. I have a week to think this over; I can always back out.

I got everything ready for Audrey since my shift was almost done. I slung my purse over my shoulder and left the bar; for once, I had a smile as I drove away.

I HEADED BACKhome as soon as I left the bar.I figured there was no use staying another night when I could get back early and get caught up. The faster I got things done, the sooner I could see Brooke again. It took all my restraint to walk out of that storage room without shoving her against the wall, wrapping her legs around my waist while I fucked her hard. But, It wasn’t the right time or place.

And I needed to come clean about who I was and why I was there in the first place. I don’t want to start something based on lies by omission. Brooke may be struggling and has been dealt crappy hands in her life, but she was strong and proud, and I admired that; not many women in her situation can do that, but it also meant she wouldn’t forgive easily if she felt deceived. So I needed to be honest and hope she understood why I kept things from her.

Plus, a week away from Brooke may help me understand what I was feeling. I barely knew Brooke, yet I felt like I’d known her my whole life.

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