Serpent's Kiss

Chapter 2

The gym proved to be much needed, even if the rain hadn’t let up. A cute blonde-haired girl with the greenest eyes I had ever seen, couldn’t keep her eyes off of me. I watched in the mirror as I was lifting her eyes glued to me. Her lips parted as she bit her bottom lip. I flashed a bright smile at her. I stood, cleaned my area and walked over to her.

“Hello.” I spoke softly as she removed one of her earbuds.

“Hi, I’m sorry. I was admiring your tattoos. They’re amazing.” Her voice sounded nervous.

“Oh, do you like them?” I slightly tilted my head to the side as I watched her nod. I leaned my head in to her ear, “Would you like to see more?”

I heard her breath hitch and she smiled at me, “Y..Yes.” She spoke.

“22789 Birchwood. Meet me there in one hour.” I turned away from her.

I picked up my water bottle and left the gym, heading home. I reached the gate, entered the code and flew up the driveway. I parked in the garage and headed inside. I needed a shower, it wouldn’t be the first one of the night.

I took a shower and cooked dinner, preparing enough for two. I figured I might as well feed the poor girl. I set the table, and just as I was pulling out the wine, the buzzer went off. I walked over to the security camera and saw the same blonde woman from the gym. I pressed the gate button to grant her access. When I opened the door, I watched her come to a stop. As she stepped out of her white BMW, she smiled at me. I took a moment to observe her; she was wearing a green dress that accentuated her curves while remaining modest, ending just above her knees with a high neck and short sleeves. She wore black heels, and her makeup was applied lightly.

"Hello, your home is beautiful.” She smiled warmly at me as she walked up the steps.

“Thank you. I made us some dinner.” I smiled and motioned her inside.

During dinner, everything went smoothly. We talked about various topics. She mentioned that she has two dogs at home and has been living in the area for about four years. She enjoys working out, hiking, and self-care days.

After dinner, I took her hand and gave her a small tour of my home. When we walked into my game room, she stopped and smiled. “You play pool?” She looked up at me.

“I do. Do you?” I asked her, letting go of her hand.

“Not really. I’m not great at it.”

“Want to play a game then?” I walked over to where the pool sticks were displayed on the wall and pulled two off.

“Sure. You can’t laugh at my terrible shots though.” She reached out taking the stick I offered her.

“Okay how about this then? We will play a practice round? Then we can up the stakes.” I grinned.

“Up the stakes?” Her right brow rose and she laughed. “Okay, that’s fine.”

In our first game, she wasn't the worst player I've ever played against, but she also wasn't the best. She missed most of her shots, but when she successfully sank a ball into a pocket, she did a cute little dance to celebrate.

“So what are we playing for?” She asked as the eight ball sunk into the pocket.

I stood there for a moment and leaned against the table, pretending to be in thought.

"Every time I sink a ball, you remove an article of clothing. Every time you sink a ball, I will remove an article of clothing. Deal?” I watched her think for a moment.

“Seriously? So you want to see me naked?” Her right brow rose again, and I let out a laugh, stepping closer to her.

“Of course I do, you’re beautiful.” I gazed down at her and could feel her energy shift to nervousness.

“Well, I guess that just means I’ll have to do better than you.” She smirked, stepping away. “You break.”

“Are you sure?” I asked her as I watched her rack the balls.

“Positive.” She grinned, removing the triangle and setting it to the side. “Give me your best game.”