TEMPTING THE LONER

AME

our

s the need to be what we aren't and wonder what it would be like if positions

ning is something I'm

g, bloody head of my father in the sack delivered to me that day replays

g my father's body and delivering it to me via my request. Now I have to suffer and live with t

e mighty, most f

the tumbler entangled between my fingers came in contact

e o

ighty fall. How soon it will be depends on the man holding the power. He decides how long he'll thrive till it's his turn to crumble. In t

sing and accepting it is another kind of suffering I resist to let myself dive into but n

had a good father-son bond. It was never there a

and the only thing left to show he ever existed a

ct won't do me good i

ing it because I can't take it anymore. Th

ther glass d

nfluence so many men seem to worship and gnash their teeth tr

d to be like my father, now I want to be like hi

actua

hing my insides. I enjoy the twinge that comes with every swallow. It helps me forget everything bothering me. These d

hitty immediately after the alcohol wears off and drinking this much has a toll on my healt

walking back behind the display wall behind the counter to take a tumbler from the

pick up my phone. Normally, I would ignore the interruption but the caller

y hair is still perfectly styled in sharp, thin, blade-like strands shooting out like a mix of curls and wavy spikes. The tip

my phone in my pocket, another c

r. I don't know if keeping seats is allowed but I wasn't requesting. My tone sa

ic is too loud for me to hear anything

ze brush my skin, I inhale and str

ears. It's Emily's. I never knew how m

eath, trying to sound sane. "I'

d insanely starving hormones while enjoying my honeymoon but someone decides to

tease. Did I forget to add that she's married? And to Anchester, the killer of my father. Our history runs de

m glad she's having a great time. "However, having random calls and texts from a psycho step sister who'

. That's my

gs for me long ago, I guess

y you sound concerned." I murmur, tryi

ough the speakers. "I am. Very much." Emily finally says. "I

deep down, I know I still have lingering feelings for her and I'd hate her seeing me

esn't seem that way but i

g for two

take time to breathe before I lash out on her more than I already have. "And I'm sure we both know it took you years to get over yours." That was unnecessary, I shouldn't have said that. Emily's dad died when she was a child. Due to the trauma that caused her, she relocated out o

with anybody I know right now. I just need some air and

now what it's like to lose someone. I just don't want you to handle it the wrong way. I care about you, Cameron and being

tempted to ask but I don't. I won't

u need me. Anytime. Anyday." Her voice is soft. Th

handle i

shouldn't. But when you're done doing i

my emotions are a mess? I can feel my eyes g

kle. "Now, enjo

ve a lovely honeym

dy guessed her response to that. Probably a 'you bet I wi

cket. I don't need any more distractions tonig

e when I sight the empty seat I left. It was reserve

the same thing." I

der. He returns not long after and serves the tumblers in front of me and fil

t it. It won't take me long till my head can't distinguish a person from

tired expression on my face didn't leave.

to my mouth and I swallow with

eyes

e woman dancing on stage. I don't have to look at my f

upon tonight. I let my eyes soak her presence in that netty dress hugg

it off her. Her movements are glorious and I can tell by the confidence in her steps

know what it's like to fake it. This distant, shared boredo

uickly looks away. I find myself grinning with amusem

hardness throb a

g there the whole night? Ho

her tits. They're barely hidden in the thin strap s

s body. I want to get a better view. I need to. She dances to capture not only the attention but the

s wor

r slutty waist and hips. I want my hands all over her skin. Her legs widens and the woman col

bitter taste of alcohol as it whiles my sorrows aw

d I'd be damned if I leave he

tion. All through the time I spent watching her,

previous time, I can tell this was intentio

ywhere else. The smirk she tries to hide didn't pass me by. From the sync of her hips and every par

t hers on mine. Someone walks to my side.

t. Without looking at my side

you'd have pri

ht keeps get

s cup on my chin and I point a finge

es,

orms on my face.

ge name is

ra. I can

we claim o

ipating in t

This man is too d

ep my attention on two things at once although my focus is solely on he

starving man is a dangerous man. In the sea of men,

wet, oily skin to the way her plum lips and tongue curls strips me of every thing tagging me as a gent

." I

very person who walks in the club. It's

rty f

ce you'd lik

nt of me. I won't let any man be with her now. Not after I

est bidder wagers on

makes my body cave. I won't let there be a chance where

limitations of

sited with you before and

rfect. I just found my

eting again s