A Hope and a Chance(14)
Author: Jennifer Foor

We both climbed on the motorcycle, and once I wrapped my arms back around Chance’s waist, we took off. I couldn’t understand what he meant, but I knew shortly I could relax and be safe for the night.

The fifteen minute ride to my father’s community seemed to fly by. The night air felt good, even though I had a problem admitting to myself that I actually enjoyed being on the back of a bike. Maybe it was that I felt safe with Chance, even though I knew nothing about him.

When we finally pulled up to the house he helped me climb off, and removed my helmet. He reached in the hidden compartment and got the brown bag, then led me to the pool house. When the door opened he headed in first, and started cleaning a large pile of laundry off of the couch. “Sit here.”

He went in the kitchen and began turning on a bunch of lights. “Want a beer?”

I smiled and folded my hands in my lap. “Sure.”

I heard the caps hitting the countertop before I saw him approaching. He handed me the drink and sat down on the chair across from where I sat.

“Thanks for saving me tonight. Sorry if I ruined your evening. I didn’t mean to be a cock-block or anything.”

He smiled before taking a long swig of beer. I watched as his lips made contact with the bottle. When he pulled it away he licked them. I started licking mine, like it was some kind of chain reaction. I wanted to taste the beer on my lips and imagine that it came from his.

“Did you hear me?” He asked.

Of course not. I’d been too busy pretending we were making out.

“No, sorry. What did you say?”

“So, I can only assume that you aren’t twenty-one yet. It’s cool. I snuck into a lot of bars when I was at college. I’m not judging you. It just blows that your dad was in the same bar tonight.”

“Yeah, I’m not legal yet. It sucks. Tonight was my friend’s idea. She even forced me to wear this dress. Look at me.” I stood and looked down at the little number I had on. “I feel so stupid.”

He took another long gulp of beer and held the bottle on his lips. His eyes were burning a hole in my dress. “You don’t look stupid. It’s quite the opposite actually.” The intent in his eyes gave me chills. Right away I could feel my palms becoming clammy.

I started to blush and sat back down quickly. “Thanks. So, um, why don’t you have a girlfriend, or do you?”

“I did. Things didn’t work out,” he said as he snatched the remote. I could tell he didn’t want to talk about it, which only made me more curious.

I looked at the large pile of clothes. “Can I borrow something to change in to? This dress is really uncomfortable.”

The sudden smirk on his face made it obvious that he certainly liked what he was staring at. Chance gave me another once over before looking through the pile. He handed me a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. They smelled good, and I wondered if he did his own laundry. “Thanks.”

“The bathroom’s right down the hall if you want to change in there.” Was this guy expecting me to strip in front of him? Of course I wanted privacy.

While I headed in that direction I looked behind me and caught him checking me out again. I have no idea why I did it, but I couldn’t control what came out of my mouth next. “Do you like what you see?”

I just wanted tonight to be a new start. I didn’t intend on making friends, or bringing someone home with me. This was my boss’s daughter, and although it was wrong in so many ways, I couldn’t help but stare at her perfect ass as she staggered in the direction of my bathroom.

I was shocked when she’d caught me, but instead of getting mad, she smiled and asked, “Do you like what you see?”

This was so bad.

“Maybe.” This battle with myself wasn’t going as planned.

It had been a while since I touched someone. Part of me was afraid what would happen if I did. I’d managed to keep out of trouble since I moved here, but this was torture.

This girl was stacked like someone in Maxim magazine. To make matters worse, she seemed to want to be around me. If she only knew the truth; I had to tell her. She had to know that being around me was a dangerous mistake, and all I would do is bring her pain.

When she came out of the bathroom, I literally gasped. I’d already grabbed another beer, but not even the cold brew could hide my reaction. She looked so sexy in my clothes. I wanted to close my eyes and beg her to leave, but I couldn’t do it.

Hope sat back down on the couch and stretched her tanned legs out on the table rubbing them with her hands. “Thanks again for the clothes, and the beer.”

“Sure.”

“I feel so good right now. I usually don’t drink this much. In fact, the last time I got drunk I was sick all night and swore I’d never do it again.” I could tell she was a little buzzed. She was too damn happy to be in this situation and act so relaxed.

I had to keep my composure. This was not a booty-call. I was doing her a favor. “It happens. I’ve had a bunch of those nights, but for some reason it always calls me back.”

“Can I smell you?” She asked.

Okay that was weird. “Come again?”

“Well, your clothes smell so amazing. I‘m just wondering what they smell like on you?” Yeah, she was definitely drunk.

I knew the clothes I was wearing came out of a box, but I had on cologne so they didn’t stink. “It’s kind of a weird request though. I don’t think you should be getting that close to me tonight. We’ve both had a lot to drink.” I knew I hadn’t had that much. I could feel a slight buzz, but I didn’t want her to know that. I needed to keep at a distance. She couldn’t get involved with someone like me. I didn’t deserve to have a relationship. It would never work.

She shocked me when she sat her beer down and pranced over to the large chair I sat in. Her face came so close to my neck that I could feel her breathing. When she spoke I got chills all over my body. “I knew you’d smell even better than your clothes.”

I went to push her away, but she lost her balance and fell into my lap. Her giggles filled the room. Before I could react she sat up and placed her forehead against mine. “Am I pretty?”

If she only knew how irresistible she was; I closed my eyes, refusing to look in hers. “Yes. You. Are.” I spoke in a whisper, as if it made some kind of difference.

Her lips brushed against mine slowly, and then I felt her warm tongue stroking my bottom lip. I wanted to resist it, to push her away and lock myself in my room, but it felt so good. My mind told me this couldn’t happen, but my body wouldn’t let me stop her.