The One Who Aways Will Be

Chapter Four

                                                    Timothy's POV

    " Carla, I can't wait for you."

Lucas came out of the night club with a blonde big breast woman under his arm. She dressed like it she was overheating in the thin black holster dress. She almost tripped in those five inched Stella heels, but Lucas catch her. Him whispering in her ear  making her giggle in a high pitch tone. As they reached him, Lucas looking around for who I don't know.

    "Who are you looking for? You already have one on your arm." I asked him.

    " Well you left with a women or two I think. Where they go I thought maybe you knew of an awesome after party? I thought why should be the only to have some wild fun? But I guess I was wrong." Lucas slurred.    

    " I have never heard you say that you were very wrong. Yea you saw right and no there is no party with them. Sorry to say they went home." I said looking to the road.

    " Oh boy someone losing their touch." He said.

    "HER FRIEND WAS NOT FEELING WELL!" I yelled. I was starting to get annoyed with him tonight.  

   "Will you don't have to yell at me." He said, putting up his hands in defense.

    "Well I wouldn't need to, if you did not ask stupid question." 

    " Well ok. What now?"

    "I don't know. I'm to meet her back here next week."

    "So you planned a date, that a boy."

    "Don't do that. I know what you are going to say, but don't."

    "ok" he said backing up.

    "I am going home."

 At my apartment building, I stare at the elevator, wondering why I'm living in the city again.  I hate this metal caged box. It makes me wonder why I picked a place with an elevator as old as this one. I finally turn away from the elevator and deciding the stairs were a better option. At least doing so, keeps me in shape. Jogging up those stairs, didn't help release me s****l frustration any. Carla's been on my mind since Ieft the club. That woman has a hold over my heart and I don't even know why. The way she moved her body made my insides go wild. Her flirtation smile was to die for. I only wish I could have one more dance with her, to touch and hold her more. In my apartment all I can think about is taking a shower.

 Looking in the mirror I'm not ugly, but I would say I'm handsome to a point. Eyes so green I'm sure they glow in the dark. Hair brown, saggy, and unkempt.  My six pack is maybe a four pack. Long thick legs. Yea I know that was not where you thought it was going. In shower I work to relive body of tension most the s****l tension.  It took a few hours of the cold water embracing my body to help calming me. What am I going to do?  A week without any contact with her, but the memories. What a long week this will be. 

I will have to throw myself into my work, just to keep myself busy. My company had been doing good. I am not a workaholic, just enough  to make a profit. I could put more effort in it. The developers are always looking for new ideas and products.