Saviour (Saviour #1)(9)
“Don’t Jem, please don’t give me that look” I shake my head.
“Lauren, I’m sorry, I just feel so bad that I didn’t work out what was happening”
She gives me a hug.
“Right, I’m going for a smoke, and if going home is what you want to do, that’s fine, but please be sure that it is what you wanna do, you can come to mine, remember that. But let’s have a boogie before we go, you know that always cheers you up, then I will jump in a cab with you”
She gives me a peck on the cheek as Gabe returns with the drinks, he hands me mine then leans back against the table grabbing my hand as he does, pulling me against him. The band is singing an old Pretenders song and he sings into my ear about imagining that he’s there when I go to sleep. Bloody hell! The feel of his breath on me, the words of the song, the smell of his after shave or is it shower wash? I don’t know it’s just his scent, all of these things make me think, if he wants to bend me over the bar right this second, I will probably do it. I seriously need to pull myself together, I am not a stupid teenager, hanging on to a bloke’s every word, so why am I acting like that’s exactly what I am? I take a deep breath and look up into his face as I put my hand over his chest, between us, intending to push myself away from him. I can feel his heart beating hard and I hesitate, just for a beat and he puts his hand over mine.
“Can you feel that?” he asks “it's been going mad like that since you walked in here tonight, from the moment I set eyes on you, all I wanted to do is talk to you. I don't do this, you need to know that, if I'm interested in a woman I might buy her a drink, I will take her home, and I will f*ck her and then I will leave. I don’t sleep over, I don’t make small talk, I don't stand around chatting and finding out what she likes, f*ck Lauren, sometimes I don’t even know their names, and I don't do relationships”
Why is he telling me this? Obviously, I have got him all wrong; he’s not such a nice bloke after all. He is in fact just another arrogant prick. Right, that's it I'm going...
I shake my head at him...
“So, what? Am I supposed to be impressed or grateful for that little revelation?”
I ask sarcastically. Okay I was wrong, he is a complete dick after all! I need to leave.
And then he laughs, is he laughing at me now? And then he smiles THAT smile. Fuck he is soooo hot, I can actually feel myself getting warm between my legs again, and I'm only looking at him. All coherent thought leaves my brain as he lifts my chin up with his index finger so we are looking directly at each other.
“Nooooo, Lauren, shit you are like a little fire cracker, the way you keep going off. I am telling you this, because I want you to know how you are affecting me. Like I said, from the second you stepped in the door tonight, I've wanted to talk to you, and if we are being honest here, I’ve wanted to do much, much more than talk to you, from the second you walked in all I’ve wanted to do is touch and taste you but that’s another issue, we will get around to that, eventually, I’m sure”
WHAT?
He tilts his head to one side and leans into my ear and whispers...
“Don’t tell me you’re not feeling it as well Lauren” ... I can feel something, I know that much… His breath on the side of my face and neck is actually making my knees feel weak and then he tucks my hair behind my ear. OMFG! What am I going to do, I can actually feel my clit throb with each beat of my heart and I almost giggle at that thought, good job he can’t read my mind. I swallow hard.
“I'm a married woman Gabriel, unhappily married, granted, about to leave my husband the minute I find somewhere else to live, true, but married all the same and I have NEVER EVER cheated on him, that's not me, I’m not that type of person” I'm suddenly feeling very emotional again and struggling not to cry and embarrass myself any more than I already have. He takes hold of both my hands and almost in a whisper he says to me,
“Good, I'm glad to hear you’re not that type of person, I wouldn't be standing here telling you my feelings, if I thought for a second you were. Lauren, I know this has got to be the shittiest timing ever but I really would like to see you again, I would really like to take you out on a date or make you dinner at my place, whatever you would like. But, I also understand you have a lot of things going on right now so, when things have settled down and you are feeling ready, I really would like to catch up with you, just as friends if you like, no pressure”
He looks down at the floor with a frown on his face; I take a sip of my drink, swallowing hard to force it down. We have chemistry, there is no doubt about that and I am finding him unbelievably sexy but there’s something, like that last sentence ‘just as friends, no pressure’ what an absolute crock of shit, he's just telling me what he thinks I want to hear. Shit, I should make my goodbyes and go back to the girls I don’t need this, my nerves don’t need this and my heart certainly doesn’t. I actually feel a bit shaky and I don't think it's from the alcohol. He looks back up at me with that smile and gives a little laugh.
“Yeah, sorry did that sound as bad to you as it did to me?”
“That actually sounded like the biggest load of bullshit I have ever heard to be honest, where did you pluck that one from?”
I am struggling to keep a straight face as I speak, floored again by his honesty.