Accidental Meeting (Accidental Hook-Up 3)

“Ah, I see,” I answer politely. “Sounds like it was a crazy day.”

“Mhmm, yeah it was.” The look on her face suggests she might be about to burst into a long winded rant about her job which might be a bit problematic. There is a reason that I don’t share details about myself and it’s also because I don’t want to know about them. I prefer things to be on the surface. But then thankfully she doesn’t. She sighs and shakes her head before raising her glass to me. I clink mine against hers and we drink once more.

“Finance,” I finally say, just to keep her engaged. “I work in finance.”

Tia screws up her face, she doesn’t look impressed which makes me laugh. At least she isn’t sucking up to me, acting like everything I say is fascinating. That immediately turns me off, I like a bit of chase. That’s usually a sign that I’ll be able to have a little bit of fun when it comes to the bedroom.

“Finance, huh? Seems like you have had a crap day as well.”

I toss my head back and laugh, this chick is funny as all hell. I don’t even think that she knows it. She has a dry wit that’s hard to come by. I like it. She might just turn out to be a surprise after all.

“Every day is a crap day!”

“Hmm, yeah I bet.” She nods. “I’m shocked you aren’t a movie producer or something.”

“Is that what you were hoping?” I might be a little offended by that. I want her to talk to me for being me, not because she thinks that I can get her somewhere in life. “You want me to get you a part or something.”

“No, no, I didn’t mean it like that.” She shakes her head vigorously. “I just mean that everyone here seems to be trying to make it something like a writer, a producer, an actor like me…” She smiles sweetly.

“No, not me. I’m just a normal person making my life in LA.”

I am… sort of. But she doesn’t need to know about that. She will never climb that far under my skin, no one ever does. I wouldn’t even let anyone that close even if I wanted to… which hasn’t happened yet.

“Well, that’s refreshing. It’s nice to meet someone who doesn’t have an agenda.”

There’s something about her smile that draws me in even further. I lean across and inhale deeply, actually smelling her. She has the sweet scent of citrus. There is something about her that reminds me of the summer. It’s just a real fucking shame that she doesn’t have that spark about her, that thing I cannot put my finger on, that knowledge that she’s going to be wild in the sack. That just isn’t Tia. She’s girlfriend material and I am never looking for that. I’m nowhere near old enough to be worried about settling down.

“Hey there, handsome.” A tickling in my ear combined with a husky voice grabs me. I spin in my seat to see Nadia, the Eastern European raven haired beauty who I have fucked three times in the bathroom of this very bar. Now she is guaranteed wild. She doesn’t care where she gets down and dirty. “How’s it going?”

I can feel disappointment emanating from Tia’s side of the bar, but I continue to turn away from her. She has been a fun time filler, but this is the real deal. This is where I get my end, that release I so desperately need. Nadia isn’t the sort of person I discuss my day with, because my cock will be in her mouth soon.

“Hey, Nadia, good to see you…” I run my eyes up and down her. “So much of you.”

Where Tia is sweet and curvy, Nadia is slim with the roundest and fakest tits I have ever seen. They taste so fucking good in my mouth I can feel my cock swelling with need as I think about it.

“I know, right? My new dress is just divine.” She shakes her breasts at me. “You look good too.”

“I had a dream about you last night.” She trails her finger up my thigh. “A hot one.”

“You did, huh?” I can’t stop myself from smirking. “Tell me about it.”

“I had my hand wrapped around your cock.” She speaks loudly. I’m sure that everyone can hear her, including Tia. I don’t know why but this makes me feel really uncomfortable. “And my mouth on your tip.”

I’m more distracted than I should be, my eyes wanting to dart behind me to see what Tia is feeling. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I even care? She’s just some random chick I don’t even know. I didn’t even have a real conversation with her. She shouldn’t even be on my radar at all. I need to focus on Nadia. Maybe re-enacting her dream will be the best way to distract me from this sweet little actress wannabee.