When Hearts Collide (Complete)

~ Chapter 7 ~

                    Jackie watched Bobby for a moment while she had a slow stream of customers and really had to give him props; he knew his stuff.  And yes, knew how to wow the crowd, in other words, how to flirt and be amazing eye candy.  And damn, how she wished she was younger and had a body like those younger girls, for she could admit she wouldn’t mind catching his eye.  She sighed to herself, though, knowing this was all a useless train of thought.

                “Hey hot stuff.”  Her head snapped up and she smiled at the young man before her on the other side of the bar.  Now, she knew she didn’t look her age, but never thought she’d see men in their 20’s hitting on her.

                “Hey, what can I get you?”

                “A couple of beers, two shots of Royal and a phone number.”  Jackie smiled as she grabbed the beers and quickly pulled the lids off.

                “Sorry, you’ve got to order more than that to get the number.”  She smirked and walked by Bobby to go grab the Crown Royal but as she was coming back, he was right in her way and as he took a step back, his chest brushed over hers and she had to inhale quickly at the spark she felt.  She bit her lip and walked back to her spot and filled the two shot glasses, handing everything to the guy.

                “Keep an open tab, I’ll be back to get more drinks to get that number,” he flirted as he handed her the card.  And as she put it by the register, along with the list, she saw Bobby watching her, an eyebrow c****d up.

                “What?’

                “Young crowd.”

                “Tends to happen a lot with game nights.  Amiee used to rake in the tips.”  He walked over and leaned on the bar in front of her, his tee shirt stretching against the muscles in his biceps.

                “You don’t look like you’re doing too badly.”  Her eyes trailed over him before she looked up at his face.

                “I’ll share them.”

                “Why, you earned them.”

                “Because it’s my bar, I don’t need to keep those.”  He reached over and across her, his arm running over her boob, making her close her eyes while he grabbed the jar and eyed it.

                “No, you should keep these.  A lot of it is all because you look hot as fuck.”  And with that, he walked away.  Was that him flirting with her?  And why?  All the ladies in the place were eye f*****g him and he could have his pick of anyone.  She shook he head and turned back to her customer, smiling at him.  She made a few more drinks and then noticed his crowd.

                “Need a hand?” she asked, lightly touching his arm to gain his attention.

                “Please?  I need three Sammy specials, and two shots of Smirnoff.”

                “On it.”  She walked behind him, not quite paying attention and slid her front along his back, watching him as a shudder over took him.  She could admit that was a nice sight to watch.  She walked behind him and put a hand on his back to let him know she was there, and again she felt a tingle from their touch.  It was almost scary how she kept feeling it, and that she wanted more.

                She mixed the drinks and then set them out for the ladies and watched as he poured some shots and winked at them as he set the glasses down.  And when he took the card that was offered, he gave them the sexiest grin.  She had to turn away, not sure why that bothered her.

                “What the f**k, Jackie,” she muttered to herself.

                “Talking to yourself,” she felt him whisper right behind her, his hand barely brushing over her hip.

                “Yeah, thinking out loud,” she mumbled.  Why did he seem to override her senses tonight?  She felt him lean more against her back and felt the hot breath flutter over her ear.

                “Might want to be careful there gorgeous, or people are going to wonder about you.”  She closed her eyes and let out a soft chuckle.

                “I thought they already did.”  She glanced at him over her shoulder and tossed him a smile.

                “There, I missed that smile all night.”  She turned around and fully looked at him, crossing her arms, which made her boobs push up even more.  His eyes followed the movement and he stepped in front of her.

                “I’ve been smiling.”

                “You have, but normally, you have the one that lights your whole face and it’s one I could always stare at; I’ve missed seeing it tonight.”  He lightly pushed back some pieces of her hair and she sighed.

                “It’s just….I do have a lot on my mind.”

                “I know, I gathered as much.”  He turned his head and looked around before looking back at her.  “I’m a really good listener.”  She pulled her lips between her teeth and she watched him as he watched her and that movement.  His hand reaching out and pulled lightly at her lips, tugging it out.

                “I’ll have to keep that in mind,” she told him.  He tossed her a wink and walked away.  And though it was the same movement as before, it seemed so different, less flirtatious and sexier, if that was even possible.  She had to shake her head to herself, noticing she had the same young guy as before.

                “Are you working tomorrow, doll?”  She lifted a brow but nodded.  “Good, we’ll be back then.  Maybe I can get a phone number.”  She smiled as she took his card and closed out his tab.

                “Yeah, maybe,” she said as she handed both the card and the receipt to him.

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                Bobby watched the whole scene and gritted his back teeth.  He wasn’t sure why that got under his skin, but it did.  It wasn’t like she was his; he had no claim to her, but maybe he wanted to.  Or at least he could be open enough with himself that he wanted a piece of that.

                It wasn’t like he could treat her like he did anyone from his past.  He really couldn’t play the f**k ‘em and leave ‘em game with his boss.  But maybe if he had a taste, it would be enough to help him stay away.  So, a few hours later, he was helping her clean up and watching her.  She grabbed one trash can bag but he quickly walked over.

                “I got this.”  She smiled at him in thanks and started to wipe down the tables.  He grabbed all the bags and tossed them, locking up behind him as he walked back in.  He watched as she leaned back against the bar and let her hair down, her hair brushing over her shoulders.  And f**k if he didn’t want to run his fingers through it.

                So, with that thought, he walked over to her and rested his hands on the bar, caging her in.  Her eyes opened wide as she looked at him, and he lifted one hand, running it through her hair before cupping the back of her head and angling her head upward, his lips capturing hers as her hands rested on his chest.  And f**k, there went those tingles even more!

                He clenched his hand around her fingers as his tongue slipped out and explored hers and f**k if the kiss didn’t explode even more.  She slid her hands upward to wrap around his neck as she moaned against his lips.  His control was quickly coming undone with this woman and that wasn’t a good thing; not when all he wanted to do was take her up to his place and have his wicked way. 

                She finally broke away with a whimper and her hands flew to her lips, her eyes open wide.