"Tyre."I said grudgingly.
She didn't let go of my hand, "Well, Mr. Tyre I have a question for you."
She leaned close over the bar top invading my space again. Gazing point blank into my eyes she asked in a throaty whisper, "Are you stalking me?"
I thought about it for a moment, "I suppose you could say that I am." I admitted hesitantly.
Her smile broke free again from where she had been keeping it locked away.
"Good, that means I'll be seeing more of you!"
She let go of my hand and stepped back and with a swish of her skirt she turned to go back down the bar to some customers that had been waiting.
She glanced back over one shoulder at me with a look that was patented seduction and said, "Enjoy the view Mr. Tyre."
I blushed again. She was never that overt with anyone! Why me of all people? Was she crazy?
I'd just told her I was stalking her and she'd told me to enjoy the view! What woman in her right mind wanted someone stalking her? Had I misjudged her intelligence level? I was pretty sure that I hadn't.
Why on earth had she said that and had the entire conversation with me that she just had? She must like me! How was that possible? She didn't know practically anything about me and what she did know wasn't good.
I should go now. Everything about my carefully managed infatuation with her had spiraled hopelessly out of control. I needed that control, without it my world could spiral out of control and then I didn't know what would happen. I didn't want to know.
I'd spent so many years running from my emotions that I didn't want to even dare see what would come out if I stopped suppressing them for even a moment. As bad as I needed to leave, for self securities sake, why then, did I so want to just stay here and continue in the peace that I felt while looking at her? I glanced up to see her looking at me again. Her face looked concerned and I realized that my grip on the edge of the bar was white knuckled and I focused on relaxing my hand.
I glanced at her again, as I started to get up to leave, drawn out by a need to see her one more time. To my surprise she was still looking at me and she mouthed two words, which I read easily off her pretty lips, "Please stay."
Something inside of me seemed to settle down as I realized that like it or not I had to see where this road would lead. I gave a brief nod in response and relaxed back down onto my bar stool.