When Hearts Collide (Complete)

~ Chapter 21 ~

                Bobby knew that he shouldn’t be at the restaurant but he couldn’t help it, he wanted to see how badly this would go.  Although, he hoped for her sake, it wasn’t a bomb about to go off.  But he had little hope.  So, he sat a few tables away from Tony and watched him.  Watched as he texted on his phone and then took a phone call and what sounded like a booty call for later.

                Bobby couldn’t help but shake his head.   Yes, he admitted he was a d**k, but he had never tried landing two women in one day.  And he knew what Troy was going after.  He thought Jackie was an easy lay; boy was he ever wrong.

                He saw the door open and then his attention was focused on the woman who had walked in.  His eyes traveled from her head, down her face, and over her neck where he thought of the many ways he would enjoy kissing and nibbling on it.  Then his eyes moved downward again, traveling over the blouse that both highlighted her most amazing assets and covered the parts she hated, although he secretly loved.  Finally, his eyes looked over those legs and his mouth watered.  The heels weren’t flashy but they suited her and the date.  In fact, everything about her right now suited the date.

                He finally shook his head and watched her as she walked to the table and then groaned in frustration as Tony offered the seat but never pulled it out.  God damn it, didn’t men know how to charm women anymore?  Bobby rolled his eyes and took a long drink of his soda before he looked over his own menu, not wanting to intrude on the actual date.

                However, he didn’t have long to wait before he heard the line that would cause Tony to lose his date and any other chance with the woman.  And because Bobby knew the play, he stood up before Tony could and walked over to the table, nicely cutting him off.

                “Bobby?” Jackie questioned.

                “Yeah, was having lunch when I noticed Tony here was pulling a rather shitty move.  You can leave, but you will not make Jackie pay for it because you are an asshole.”  Tony glared at him and then threw a fifty on the table before marching out.

                “You were right,” Jackie said, waving at the now empty seat for Bobby to join her. 

                “Right about what?”  He waved the waitress over and told her that he had moved before turning his attention to Jackie again.

                “Tony was a young punk and I shouldn’t have said yes.  Maybe,” she said as she eyed him while she took a sip of her water, “I should stay away from you younger men.”  He gave her a pointed look which earned him a smile.

                “Not all of us are like him.  Have I shown you that I was an ass like that?”  Jackie shook her head and he noticed that some lose curls had escaped and he found that look to be quite sexy on her.  “Then why not allow this to be our first date on his dime?”

                “You would let someone else pay?

                “Just this once.”  They shared another smile and Bobby looked her over again.  “You look beautiful by the way.”

                “I don’t look too…old?”

                “With a neck like that,” he watched as her hand ran over it, “or legs like that, no, you don’t look old.”

                “My neck,” she asked, “what about it?”  He rested his elbows on the table and then leaned forward to talk to her.

                “You have a longer neck which brings all kinds of images of me kissing on it, or nipping, biting and sucking on it, maybe even have a hand wrapped around it.  Any and all ways I can to turn you on.”  Bobby relished in the red he saw on her neck.

                “You are a flirt.”

                “I have never claimed to be anything else.  But, flirting or not, it is true.  These are things I want to do with you.”

                “I still can’t wrap my head around the why.”

                “It’s not meant for you to, Jackie.  For once, how about you enjoy it and not question it.”

                “Are you sure you really want to do this?  I have a bar, kids…”

                “We are taking this slow, sure, but yes woman, I really want to.”  Jackie cast her eyes downward for a moment before she looked back up at him and nodded.

                “Okay, fine, you win.”

                “Yeah?”  Again she nodded and he crooked his finger, telling her to come here.  She leaned over the table and he joined his lips to hers, brushing over hers before he pulled back.  “Now, are you going to wear that skit to work tonight?”

                “Probably not, why would you ask?  Do you know how hard it is to work a bar while in a skirt?”

                “Personally, no, but I have seen other females try and have seen what happens.  But your skirt is long enough that you shouldn’t have any problems.  Besides, do you know how hot that would be for me?”

                “Oh my God, you are horrible!”  She shook her head but the redness staining her cheeks told him just how much she liked it.

                “I am.  You have tonight free, right?”  Jackie cut into her lasagna and nodded.

                “Yeah, I have to get them before I come in tomorrow, why do you ask?”

                “Because that was one of the best sleeps I had in a while and would love for you to join me again,” he told her, taking a bite of his own meal.

                “I have nothing to wear for bed!”  He threw her a wink.

                “Don’t worry Jackie, I think I can find something for you to wear.  Or maybe not wear anything at all?  That would be hot as f**k!”               

                “Stop,” Jackie said, covering her face and yet again, he thoroughly enjoyed just what he was doing to her.

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                Jackie walked back into the bar and Bobby watched the form then turned his attention to all the eyes that were watching the legs and the swaying ass.  Jeans looked great on her, no doubt, but the skirt highlighted that ass.  And the ruffle that swayed when she walked gave an enticing view.

                “You know,” Bobby drawled as she walked behind the bar and c****d one eyebrow, “if you wear more of those types of clothes, you’d get a lot more in tips.”

                “Oh, you mean so that these men can look at my ass and try to catch a feel?”

                “Sweetheart,” Bobby said as he walked up behind her, his hand brushing along her hip.  “It doesn’t matter what you wear, everyone looks at that ass.  I told you on that first day all I could do was stare at it.  And I still want to sink my teeth into it.”  With that, Bobby walked away but glanced over his shoulder, watching that redness creep up her cheeks.  He could see that the dirty talk was probably something she wasn’t used to hearing and he was determined to change it, especially while they worked.  He enjoyed seeing that look on her way too much and here, where nothing but flirting could happen while the door was open was even better for it, for it helped build up everything.  He could say that he was looking forward to that.

                Three hours later, they closed up the bar and Jackie was wiping down some tables as he gathered up the trash, he kept an eye on her.  He couldn’t help but smirk as he went and tossed everything, and then came back in, locking the door behind him.  He walked over to where she was leaning forward at and he trapped her by placing his hands on either side of her body, his chest pushing into her back.

                “Bobby, what are you doing?”

                “Something I have wanted to do since I saw you earlier.  And now that we are off the clock and nothing can be said about s****l harassment…” he trailed off and her brows came together in question.  But he didn’t give her time to think as his hands slipped under her skirt and his fingers ran over the outside of her thighs before they slipped inside of her thighs and brushed over her center, causing a big shiver to rundown her spine.