Wanted: Baby Daddy

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Claire

A month had passed since Claire’s meeting with Jon. She thought Jon would call her to persuade her to agree to the deal. She thought wrong. Jon hadn’t called and neither had he asked for another meeting.

She might as well look for another way to have a baby. Tonight will be a good start for her. Shay and Thomas invited her to a newly opened bar. Maybe she’ll find her baby daddy then.

After work, Claire went directly to Shay’s apartment. They had agreed to go together to the bar and prepare at Shay’s. Thomas will pick them up.

“Oh, Claire bear, you look fabulous in that! You should wear more sexy clothes like that. This suits you, girl.”, Shay babbled on behind Claire’s back.

Claire is looking at herself in the mirror, examining her looks. She admits she looks fantastic in her black, fitted mini-dress. Her make-up is superbly done by Shay. Her silver stilettos compliment her dress and make her look tall. She looks like a model, a far cry from her office clerk look. She’s so happy with the outcome. She turns in a slow pivot while watching in the mirror and a giggling Shay claps in excitement at her excellent work at making over Claire.

“Atta girl! You’ll surely catch a baby daddy tonight. Yahoo! Lol.” Shay fueled Claire’s determination.

“You think so, Shay? Will my baby daddy be there tonight? Oh, I certainly hope so.”, Claire longingly said. She’s excited now. She’s a little nervous but determined. She felt in her bones that it would be soon and hoped that it would be tonight.

A successive knocking was heard from the front door. It might be Thomas now.

“Hold your horses! I’m coming. Oh god, impatient much?!”, Shay hastily went to the front door to open it and to smack the impatient man outside who wouldn’t stop banging on the door.

“Aw! That hurts. You’re so cruel Shay!”, complained Thomas, rubbing his forehead, when he entered the living room.

“Sorry. You deserved it though!”, answered a non-apologetic Shay, turning away from Thomas and walking towards her bedroom.

Thomas followed Shay to her bedroom. At the door, he saw clothes scattered everywhere on the floor, the bed and even dangled on a lamp. He shook his head in defeat at the disarray. The girls must be in a frenzy getting ready for tonight. He sauntered to the bed, picked up some pieces of dress to clear a place for him to sit on. He looked around but did not see Claire.

“Where’s Claire, Shay? Isn’t she supposed to be her to get ready with you?”, asked Thomas.

“There she is.”

The door opened and Claire went out. Thomas couldn’t believe his eyes. Claire looks so pretty and sexy in her black mini-dress. He never saw Claire wear sexy clothes ever. The sight of her made him proud to be her friend, it warmed his heart.

“Whoa, babe! You’re a butterfly. You came out of your cocoon so beautifully, girl! Such a sexy, hot mama!”, Thomas kept on praising Claire.

Claire giggled happily. She made a slow pivot to give Thomas a complete look of her from the front to the back of her dress. A while ago, she felt a bit uncomfortable with the shortness of her dress which climbed up her upper thigh when she sat down. But, now, looking at her friends’ reaction to the dress and her make-over, gave her confidence. She is so ready to enjoy the night!

“Oh please, this little old dress?!”, Claire rolled her eyes and grinned at them. “You, guys, look fabulous as well! You’ll draw the eyes of the men at the bar, Shay! You look scrumptious. Thomas, you gorgeous you! Shall we, guys?”

Thomas stood up and went to the living room, waiting for the girls to come out of the bedroom. Claire and Shay picked up their clutch bags and checked their looks one last time in the vanity mirror before going out to Thomas.

Thomas waved his hand for the girls to go out the door first and checked everything in Shay’s condo before locking it up. They went to the elevator together. There were many people in the lobby when they came out of the elevator. Some stared at them, especially men who stared at the girls appreciatively.

They all decided to use Thomas’s car since he promised he would be their designated driver for tonight. Thomas promised both girls to keep watch on them and to let them drink and enjoy the night.

The girls are so hyped and excited about their night out. Claire thought to herself that it would be her time to unwind from so much stress from work and the thought of a future baby.

She looked out the window when the car slowed down. She saw that it was Thomas turning the car into a parking lot. This must be the bar. There are many people outside. A long queue of people around the building can be seen from the parking lot.

“Oh, guys, look at the queue! I think it’s better to find another place. We can’t get inside the bar soon, we’ll be lining up outside in the cold for hours to enter.”, Claire stated disappointedly.

“Oh god. You of little faith!”, Thomas exclaimed, rolling his eyes at me.

“I know someone inside. We can easily get in. Let’s go. Chop, chop!” Thomas hustled us to come out quickly. We walked towards the bar’s door, bypassing the long line of people outside. Many of them were shouting at us to get in line as well. But Thomas told us to walk on and not look at anyone’s eyes in the line.

When we arrived at the door, the bouncers, two huge men, were standing guard there. They have thick arms that look bigger than my thighs. One look at their muscles, anyone will recoil from misbehaving. They look so intimidating. They give us menacing looks when we come near them.

Thomas pulled his cellphone from his pocket and dialed someone’s number. When the call went through, he informed someone that we were here. He then gave his phone to one of the bouncers and waited. The bouncer held the phone to his ear and nodded. He returned the phone to Thomas and unchained the rope that was obstructing unwanted entry. He gestured for us to enter the door of the bar and scurried off.

Another bouncer led their group inside. He directed them towards the stairs to climb up the second floor. Claire looked around and was amazed at what she saw. When they got to the second floor, she looked down at the railings. She smiled, excited by what she saw. The place is so lively with many people dancing, drinking at the bar and at their tables with groups of people talking and laughing.

The bar is spacious. There is a big dancing floor at the center. A long bar at the front is strategically situated spanning from wall to wall, with numerous stools in front of the counter. There are three bartenders manning it. In the left corner is a stage for the disk jockey and band. Tables surround the dance floor with a few booths near the wall. On the far right, a sign for the restrooms is seen and near it is a stair leading to the second floor for the VIPs.

Just watching the people dancing below gives her shivers of excitement. She’ll be going down soon with Shay and Thomas and have all the fun in the night. A poke at her side startled her. She looked to her left side and saw a grinning Shay swaying to the beat of the music.

Shay nodded her head, inviting her to dance below. Her hand was then grabbed by Shay, pulling her towards their booth where Thomas was sitting and at the same time giving orders to the waiter standing beside their booth. Shay took her clutch bag and hers and gave it to Thomas for safekeeping and continued to hold her hand leading her downstairs to the dance floor.

Claire and Shay danced to their hearts' content. They shook their bodies and booties off to the music. It had been a while since their last night out together. They get sweaty from dancing but they don’t mind.

Someone came up behind Shay and danced to the rhythm of Shay’s body. Shay turned and faced the man, raising her hand to his neck. Claire let her friend have fun with the man and danced with herself.

Suddenly, she felt someone dancing behind her. The man behind her stood close but not too close to intimidate her. He did not hold her nor touch her. But his presence felt like commanding her to stick with him and swayed to the rhythm of his body. She slowly turned and moved her hips closer to the man.

Claire faced the man with her eyes closed and raised her hand to his neck. The man assumed that it was Claire’s permission for him to hold her. He put his right hand near her a*s and his left hand at Claire’s hair near her neck.

Claire felt a spark go through her body. The man also shivered delightedly. He pulled Claire’s body closer and tighter. They’re chest to chest and hip to hip. He put Claire’s head under his chin. They moved their bodies to the beat. It felt like they were the only ones on the dance floor.

Claire feels like she can’t get close enough to this man. She burrows deeper into his chest and smells his scent. She felt his muscles tighten and he wrapped his arms around her. A soft, feather-like kiss on her head is bestowed on her.

This feels so good and delicious. On her stomach, a hard thing is poking her, more so when the man moves. The man shivers delightfully, pulling her closer even more. It took her a while to realize what the thing was poking her.

Claire opened her eyes instantly and raised her head to look at the man with wide eyes. She was utterly dumbfounded upon seeing the man’s face. The man winked naughtily and smirked at her.

“Hello, love!”, the man said huskily.

She pulled her hands off his neck and pushed his chest for him to let her go. Claire walked off the dance floor hurriedly and climbed the stairs to the second floor. She couldn’t believe she’d see him here of all places.