dreams!" she said, turning away from them and heading for the dinner table.
The men followed her and sat down. She had her glass of wine handy and took another sip. She just wanted to eat and get out of there. Selene took into account what Tony said and he was probably right. Maybe when she spoke, there really was an air of superiority that drove men away from her. She made up her mind to not say very much to Dorian.
"Would you like some wine Dorian?"
"Sure, thank you!" he said, and took his first bite of the steak.
"I'd like some too waitress!" Tony smirked.
She wanted to slap him upside his head but she let it go and served them. He would not have her acting un-ladylike tonight.
Selene sat down and began to eat quietly, not taking any interest in what they were talking about. Their conversations had to do with the usual: anticipation of their big upcoming fights, new coaches and of course, Tony's new chick for the week. Dorian looked like he was enjoying the dinner and she smiled to herself as she took a quick glance at him. He looked back at her and shot her a quick smile as Tony went on and on.
"You're a really good cook." he said, interrupting Tony. "You need to give this guy some lessons."
She smiled in response and waited for Tony's comeback... she knew he wouldn't keep his mouth shut.
"The only thing I need lessons for is kickin' some ass!" he said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"We know meathead!" she said, almost catching her tongue.
She didn't want Dorian to be reminded of what she had called him earlier.
"Oh yea, I'm meathead number 4 right?" he laughed, and gave her a gorgeous smile.
She didn't know what to do except laugh out of embarrassment.
"Selene over here thinks we're all idiots and don't read." Tony said with his mouth full.
"I never said that stupid! Keep talking and you're gonna choke on your food!"
"I read." Dorian said. "I saw you were reading "Just After Sunset" out there. I like Stephen King too."
"Well, I stand corrected. There are only three meatheads now!" she smiled and Dorian laughed in response.
The two went on with their usual conversation while they ate and Selene excused herself from the table. She’d had a smaller portion and was going to skip desert. The wine had gotten to her head and she wanted to lie down. She said goodnight and made her way to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Dorian had a good view of the hallway from the table and his eyes were stuck on her as she walked away.
***
Selene felt a little light headed. Perhaps she’d had too much to drink. She remembered her book in the living room and wanted to get it. She walked down the hallway and past the guest room. The door was slightly ajar and she took a little peek, but Dorian wasn't there. She could hear the shower running and assumed that's where he was since she could hear Tony in his room, on his cell phone.
"He's probably sweet talking some poor girl." she thought.
Selene went into the dark living room and tried to feel around the couch for the book. She couldn't find it but she searched some more in the dark, not wanting to hurt her eyes with the bright lights. It was nowhere to be found, so she just gave up and planned to find it in the morning. She couldn't see much as she made her way back through the hallway and her breasts suddenly squashed into something hard.
"Aaaah!" she gasped softly and grabbed her chest.
The fabric of her shirt now clung to her body, soaked from bumping into Dorian's wet torso.
"Oh I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
"Umm yea... I'm okay."
"Are you sure? I hit you kind of hard there."
She was a little disoriented, but she could still make out his wet and glistening body in the light coming from his room. She felt a little awkward and tried to get past him but he stood in her way.
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
"OK...well... good night then."
The men followed her and sat down. She had her glass of wine handy and took another sip. She just wanted to eat and get out of there. Selene took into account what Tony said and he was probably right. Maybe when she spoke, there really was an air of superiority that drove men away from her. She made up her mind to not say very much to Dorian.
"Would you like some wine Dorian?"
"Sure, thank you!" he said, and took his first bite of the steak.
"I'd like some too waitress!" Tony smirked.
She wanted to slap him upside his head but she let it go and served them. He would not have her acting un-ladylike tonight.
Selene sat down and began to eat quietly, not taking any interest in what they were talking about. Their conversations had to do with the usual: anticipation of their big upcoming fights, new coaches and of course, Tony's new chick for the week. Dorian looked like he was enjoying the dinner and she smiled to herself as she took a quick glance at him. He looked back at her and shot her a quick smile as Tony went on and on.
"You're a really good cook." he said, interrupting Tony. "You need to give this guy some lessons."
She smiled in response and waited for Tony's comeback... she knew he wouldn't keep his mouth shut.
"The only thing I need lessons for is kickin' some ass!" he said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"We know meathead!" she said, almost catching her tongue.
She didn't want Dorian to be reminded of what she had called him earlier.
"Oh yea, I'm meathead number 4 right?" he laughed, and gave her a gorgeous smile.
She didn't know what to do except laugh out of embarrassment.
"Selene over here thinks we're all idiots and don't read." Tony said with his mouth full.
"I never said that stupid! Keep talking and you're gonna choke on your food!"
"I read." Dorian said. "I saw you were reading "Just After Sunset" out there. I like Stephen King too."
"Well, I stand corrected. There are only three meatheads now!" she smiled and Dorian laughed in response.
The two went on with their usual conversation while they ate and Selene excused herself from the table. She’d had a smaller portion and was going to skip desert. The wine had gotten to her head and she wanted to lie down. She said goodnight and made her way to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Dorian had a good view of the hallway from the table and his eyes were stuck on her as she walked away.
***
Selene felt a little light headed. Perhaps she’d had too much to drink. She remembered her book in the living room and wanted to get it. She walked down the hallway and past the guest room. The door was slightly ajar and she took a little peek, but Dorian wasn't there. She could hear the shower running and assumed that's where he was since she could hear Tony in his room, on his cell phone.
"He's probably sweet talking some poor girl." she thought.
Selene went into the dark living room and tried to feel around the couch for the book. She couldn't find it but she searched some more in the dark, not wanting to hurt her eyes with the bright lights. It was nowhere to be found, so she just gave up and planned to find it in the morning. She couldn't see much as she made her way back through the hallway and her breasts suddenly squashed into something hard.
"Aaaah!" she gasped softly and grabbed her chest.
The fabric of her shirt now clung to her body, soaked from bumping into Dorian's wet torso.
"Oh I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
"Umm yea... I'm okay."
"Are you sure? I hit you kind of hard there."
She was a little disoriented, but she could still make out his wet and glistening body in the light coming from his room. She felt a little awkward and tried to get past him but he stood in her way.
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
"OK...well... good night then."
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