Chapter 107 - Wild Temptation After Divorce

Nicole

Three days on the road, one full day in the cabin, and now on my fifth day all by myself, I am bored out of my ever loving mind. I should have taken Savvy up on her wanting to come with me. I cleaned this whole cabin even though it didn’t need it. I read a really good book in six hours, and stayed up until three in the morning. Who knew reading about two serial killers, one female and one male, and their unhinged ways would be so interesting? But I am NEVER eating cookies and cream ice cream ever again. I’ll never look at that flavor and not think about the special ingredient in the book.

I picked up my phone and checked my messages. I just had one from Savvy letting me know that she got my message and that she hoped I was able to relax and get my head on straight. I loved that girl. I was a little disappointed not to see any from David or from the two unknown numbers that I now know are Liam and Colton. I think the one that called me pumpkin was Colton. He did say he loved pumpkin. Maybe they have finally realized what I had told David was true. They needed to find someone all three of them wanted.

I gave a little frustrated scream and shook my head. Okay, babes, time to get over myself. I sat there for a minute and thought about what I could do to alleviate this boredom. An idea popped into my head. I needed to get out of here before the snow started, because once it does, I’m going to be stuck here for a while.

I showered, dried my hair and fluffed it in its all-natural state. Then I took two clips and clipped both the sides of my hair, so the sides were nice and smooth and the top looked like I had a cute faux-hawk. I did bold makeup, with black winged eyeliner, black mascara, glittery red shadow and a bold red lip.

Then I marched out of the bathroom and to my closet. I put on a pair of black pleather pants, a fire engine red bustier that had my t*ts practically spilling from the top. I grabbed a pair of high heels the same color as my top. I put on gold hoop earrings and a gold heart pendant that nestled in my cleavage that Savvy gave me for my birthday last year. When you opened it, there was a picture of us in it from our college graduation. I really missed my friend. Last but not least, I grabbed a black short jacket for warmth.

I grabbed a black clutch and put my ID, my debit card, and my lipstick in it. I’m going to take myself out to dinner in Freeport, and then I was going to go to the dance club that I saw when I drove through town. I could use a couple of drinks and some fun. Maybe I’ll meet a guy for the night. They did say to get over one was to get under another, right?

Who was I kidding? There was no getting over David or his brothers. But I could use the distraction, that was for sure. It was eight o’clock by the time I was done getting ready and already dark outside. I grabbed my keys off of the table by the front door and locked up.

Forty minutes later, I was entering town and parking in front of a place called Patty’s. It looked to be a local bar that sold burgers. Perfect. I could use a beer and a burger to get me started. The dance club was two blocks down the road, so I could just walk over there when I was done.

I stepped into Patty’s and smiled. It was your typical bar. It has many tables, a medium-sized dance floor, a live band, a long bar that started a few feet from the entrance and ended by a back hall. There were a lot of lighted signs with different beer brands, it was a little dim at the entrance but lightened by the live band. It was crowded and lively. Just what I was looking for to start my evening. I sidled up to the bar, there were two seats in the middle and I took one.

“Hey pretty lady, what can I get for ya?” the old grizzly-looking man behind the bar asked.

I smiled wide, and he smiled back with sparkling eyes,” I’d like a Coors in a bottle and I saw on the sign outside you had a bacon burger with fries please.”

“Oh ho, a lady that likes to eat, I think I’m in love.”

I giggled and he winked. He got me my bottle and I turned around in my seat and looked at the dance floor and the band. Maybe I won't have to go to a dance club. This place was lively. There were men in jeans and t-shirts, women in jeans and cute tops and high heels. Men in suit pants and dress shirts, men in overalls and flannels. Some women were dressed to the nines and others looked comfortable in joggers and tennis shoes with cute crop tops. It was very eclectic here. I liked it a lot. I finished my first beer and the bartender got me another when I tipped my bottle at him. He told me his name was Matty. Patty was his sister. She was the one that cooked.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing in here all alone?”

“Mending a broken heart,” I answered. I wanted to tell him, he made me feel comfortable.

“Some a*shole hurt you?”

“No, more like I got my hopes up for something that didn’t pan out, and I let him go so he could find the right woman.”

“Oh, honey, that's very selfless. Well, you just wait. You’ve been here for all of five minutes, and I’ve already seen a dozen men checking you out.”

“Maybe I should run to the bathroom and make sure I look presentable,” I said, smiling.

He cackled and pointed down the long hall, showing me where the bathroom was. He told me he’d hold my seat and by the time I’d gotten back, my food should be ready.

I used the bathroom, that beer went right through me, and as I washed my hands, I checked myself out under the harsh lighting of the bathroom. I looked down right s*xy. My curves were accentuated by clothes. My pants looked like they were painted on me, my b*reasts looked amazing, my makeup was flawless.

“You got this girl,” I said to my reflection.

The bathroom door banged open and I jumped. Three giggling blondes walked in.

“Sorry, we’re a little giddy. Three fine a*s men just walked in. They are definitely not local. I’ve never seen them before,” one girl said to me.

I blinked at her, “Well, good luck, hope you catch one,” I said, smiling.

“Oh, I plan to,” she said, fluffing her blonde locks. She was beautiful. I had no doubt she would succeed.

I said goodbye to her and I walked out. I looked around, the place seemed to be even more crowded. Well, it was a Friday night.

I sat in my seat and Matty pulled a plate out from under the bar and set it in front of me with another ice-cold beer.

“Thank you, Matty.”

“You’re welcome, pretty girl. Eat up, and then go out on that dance floor.”

I nodded as I grabbed my burger. He reminded me of Romero and Uncle Hal, an old flirt but harmless. Although, he was nowhere near as good-looking as Romero and Uncle Hal were.

I ate steadily and drank my beer. When I was done, I people watched and enjoyed watching the dancers. I had been there for about forty minutes total. I was a little buzzed from the three beers I drank and felt really good. I hopped off my seat and made my way to the dance floor. The band was covering Rebel Yell by Billy Idol. The lead singer wasn’t half bad and I rocked out with the crowd on the dance floor. I wasn’t surprised to see there were more girls on the dance floor than men, and I just flowed into a group of drunk chicks that opened their arms and accepted me into their group. I found out it was a bachelorette/bachelor party. The groom and his cronies were all at their table getting just as drunk as they were and watching them dance. I thought that was a lovely idea, combining them like that. One of the bridesmaids, Heather, said her brother was with them and a groomsman, and she wanted to introduce me to him.

I shook my head, but she insisted and screamed at the top of her lungs for him to get his a*s on the dance floor and dance with the hot a*s chick she was talking to. I felt my cheeks flame. Her friends screamed and encouraged him.

A very tall lanky young man with bright red hair and a face full of freckles came ambling over. He was freaking adorable. He had to be just twenty-one. He looked really young. He smiled at his sister and two dimples popped out on his cheeks. His green eyes sparkled at me.

“This is my baby brother Marky. Marky this is,” she stopped and stared blurrily at me. “I don’t know your name,” she said.

“Nicole,”

“Marky, this is Nicole. Isn’t she pretty? Tell her she’s pretty,”

Oh God, please let a hole open up underneath me and swallow me whole.

“You’re very pretty,” he said in a soft voice. I barely heard him over the music and the crowd, but I read his lips.

“There now, you guys are friends. Dance with each other,” Heather said. She shoved her brother towards me and then danced herself away.

He looked at me and I looked at him and we both shrugged. Just then, the band started playing Bed Of Roses by Bon Jovi.

“Do you want to dance?” Mark asked me.

“Yes,” I said.

He put his hands on my hips and I put mine on his shoulders.

“So, that’s my sister Heather. Sorry about her. She refuses to believe I like men. She does this whenever we go out together.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Would you rather not dance with me? I’m okay with that.”

“No, no, I want to dance with you. My boyfriend is one of the groomsmen. Heather hates him. He won’t mind, trust me. We’ve been together since we were sixteen. His brother is the groom. We’ve all known each other our whole lives.”

“How old are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I’m twenty-six.”

“Oh, I thought you were way younger,” I said with a giggle.

“Let me guess, just turned twenty-one? It’s the face and the dimples. I’m adorable.”

I threw back my head and laughed. I needed this. This felt so good.

“So, what about you? How old are you and why are you here alone?”

“I've just turned twenty-six also. And who says, I’m alone?”

“Well, you’ve been dancing on the dance floor for half an hour with my sister and all her friends. I’ve seen a lot of men watching you, some a little more intensely than others, and not one of them has approached you.”

“Good observation skills. I am here alone. I was seeing someone. It was getting serious but it’s complicated. Let’s just say, I gave him up so he could pursue his happiness without me getting in the way.”

“Wow, that’s so mature of you.”

“That’s me, I guess.”

We swayed a little longer and just as the song was about to end, a man who I assume was Mark’s boyfriend came up to us and put his arms around both of us.

“Hello, I’m Danny, Mark’s boyfriend.”

“Hi Danny, I’m Nicole.”

He leaned in and whispered into my ear, “You two look beautiful together, but can I have him back?”

I giggled, and nodded. He kissed my cheek and took me by surprise and then winked at me. “Have fun beautiful."

I looked at him strangely and then shook my head. I needed another drink.

Before I could take one step, the lights went out and colored strobe lights and spotlights started moving around the dance floor.

“Okay Ladies and Gents, I want the bride on the dance floor with her bridesmaids. And I want the lady in red on the dance floor too. There’s a little game about to be played.”

A spotlight stopped on me when he said lady in red, and I froze. What was all this?