~*~ Chapter 9 ~*~

NEW YORK CITY, NY - Club Inferno - Thursday

      She kept her eyes on Ashley's and a frown formed on her face when he headed for the stairs. Tom, who was done doing the body shot, turned to see what Kirstin was staring at.      

      "What? What's wrong, K?"

      Seeing that Ashley was getting closer to where she was, she replied:

      "Nothing's wrong. Come here."  She ordered pulling Tom's shirt and kissing him hard on the lips... She kept her eyes opened while kissing Tom and when she noticed that Ashley was still going to her direction, she, who was sitting on the stool while Tom was standing on his feet, wrapped her legs around Tom getting him closer to her and closed her eyes.

      Ashley wanted to get nearer, see if that image of Kirstin all over that guy was the real deal. See if that was really Kirstin, 'cause the Kirstin he knew wasn't like that with guys. The Kirstin he knew was sweet and shy. She wasn't the type of girl that would lick some guy's neck and wrap her legs around him. Unless he was her boyfriend. But, he couldn't be her boyfriend. She couldn't have a boyfriend after everything she had said at the coffee shop about her not being the relationship type of girl. Ashley was standing 10 feet away from them when they pulled apart, and when they did, he approached her.

      "Kirstin, can I talk to you for a minute?"

      "I'm sorry Ashley, but can't you see I'm kinda busy here?" she asked him wrapping her arms around Tom's waist.

      "Please, it'll only take a minute."

      "Hey man, don't you get it? She doesn't wanna talk to you!"  Tom answered Ashley loudly.

      "Tom, chill! And Ashley, if you have something to say to me, you can say it in front of Tom."

      "So, I'm assuming this is your boyfriend." Ashley asked pointing to Tom.

      Kirstin, looking at Tom hoping he would realize she wanted him to go along with her lie, answered:

      "Yes, he is. Ashley, this is Tom, my boyfriend. And if you have something to say to me, you can say in front of him. So, what…"

      He interrupted Kirstin with an angry tone in his voice:

      "I just want you to know that I just broke up with Jen."

      Kirstin was shocked. Her jaws actually dropped. She did not expect that. Not paying attention to Kirstin's reaction, Ashley asked for a pen and a piece of paper from the bartender and wrote something on it.

      "And, as you are not available for talking in private at the moment, here's my cell phone number. Call me when you feel like talking, I'm outta here." he told her shortly, and he was out of her sight in matter of seconds.

      "Good!" Kirstin said to no one in particular when she could no longer see him. She felt pretty bad on the inside but she wouldn't let that feeling take over her.

      "Who was that?" Tom asked.

      "Nobody, just a person I once knew. Don't worry about him." she was still staring into the crowd, hoping she would be able to see Ashley just one last time. Waking from her thoughts, she turned to look at Tom's face "Tom, can you get us more drinks, honey?"

      Tom was actually happy with all that. Kirstin had dismissed that guy 'cause she would rather be with him. At least that was how he understood the situation.

      "Yeah, sure. Wait right here, baby!"

      Ashley went on search for Erik and Trevor. It was really hard to find anyone on the dance floor, which was packed. He found Erik first. He was dancing with this really petit, redheaded girl. He approached Erik:

      "Hey Erik, I'm sorry to get in the way of your dance here, but I'm leaving. Meet you guys back at the hotel, alright?" Erik could tell from the sound of Ashley’s voice that he was mad about something.

      "No, no, no. I am going with you. Just give me a second, alright?" 

      Ashley backed away so Erik would finish saying goodbye to the girl he was dancing with. It didn't take too much for Erik to say goodbye and then he left the crowded dance floor and found Ashley.

      "Let's go find Trevor." he said.

      They soon found Trevor dancing with 2 blond, attractive girls. Erik was the one that decided to get Trevor so they would go back to the hotel.

      "Yo, Trev, I feel bad for interrupting this little private party you got going on here, but we gotta go. I think things didn't go to smoothly with Ashley and Jen and he wants to leave and I think we should go with him."

      "Yeah, of course. Just give me a moment here to say goodbye to the ladies." he said with a big smile.

      "Ok, we'll be waiting over there." he pointed to somewhere out of the dance floor. While leaving the dance floor, Erik managed to scope out the 2 girls who were seemed to be writing their phone numbers on the back of Trevor's hand "Lucky bastard!" he said, shook his head and smiled.

      When the trio was out of the club and were waiting for a cab, Erik wanted to know what had happened that caused Ashley to be so unhappy, so he asked, "So, how were things with Jen?"

      "Not good. Not good at all. She called me an asshole and left. Probably won't be at the hotel when we get there."

      "That's messed up, man." Trevor just shook his head.

      "I know. But that wasn't really the worst part of my night." at that moment, a cab pulled over and they got in.

      "So, what was the worst part of your night? Because you sure seem mad about something."

      "Man, you are not gonna believe it, but Kirstin was there."

      "Kirstin? The girl from the coffee shop date?" Trevor asked and Ashley just nodded. "There? There where?"

      "There at the bar!"

      "No way!" Erik was surprised.

      "Way! She was there. Wait, you haven't heard the messed up part yet. After Jen left, I was left alone at the table. I was thinking about the solid relationship I had just ended for this girl that I love and who wants nothing to do with me."

      "Oh, don't say that Ash. You don't know that." Trevor cut Ashley's talking.

      "Oh yes, I do. And wait 'til I finish and you'll see I'm right. Anyway, so I was there, with my head down when I figured everything would be great. Kirstin and I were gonna be together, no matter how hard I'd have to fight for it to happen and that it would all be worth while. So I decided to go find you guys, and when I got out of the chair and scanned downstairs to look for you two, I saw her. She was sitting on a stool by the bar, licking this guy's neck!" Trevor and Erik both raised their eyebrows at the same time. "Then a few seconds later he was the one licking her neck and that was when she saw me staring at them. I decided to go there and talk to her, stupid idea by the way, and tell her all that had happened, but she didn't let me talk. She totally blew me off so she could be all over her boyfriend!"

      "Are you sure he was her boyfriend, maybe it was just a guy she met at the bar and…" Erik was trying to make things better, but it wasn't working.

      "She introduced him as Tom, her boyfriend." he said bitterness evident in his voice.

      "Oh man. That's not good."

      "I know! I told you!"

      "So, what are you gonna do now?" Erik asked his friend. He didn't know what to say on a situation like that.

      "I don't know. As much as it hurts, there's nothing left for me to do. I can't go after her, follow her around, I would be stalking her and I don't want that. And to make things worse, I don't know where she lives or her number or anything. I gave her my phone number, I don't think she's gonna call, but I sure hope so. That's the only way we would talk again." Ashley was really counting on Kirstin's call. That was the only chance he had to make things better. He couldn't think of any other way for them to talk again unless she'd call him. And he prayed for her to do so.

      "Let's go to my place." Kirstin said through kisses. They were all over each other.

      "Are you sure?" Tom stopped so he could face her.

      "Yes, I am." Kirstin was drunk. Tom wasn't. She had had more then just a few drinks. "Let's go to my place now!" she didn't want to stop kissing him, so she pulled him to her. He just pushed back and asked:

      "What about Grace?"

      "What about her?"

      "What about her? Are you planning on leaving her here?"

      "Grace is a big girl. I'm pretty sure she can get herself a cab."

       "No way! Let's find her, leave her at her place and then we can go to yours."

       "Ok, let's have it your way then, Good Samaritan!" that comment made Tom smile.

      "Good. So let's find Grace. Actually, you stay right here and I'll go find her."

       "Ok, but give me a kiss first before you leave." she pulled him to her. Tom was the one who stopped the kiss and left to find Grace. Kirstin said while he was leaving "Don't take too long!"

      Tom was happy. He had the girl of his dreams all over him, and now she had asked him to go to her place. What else could he ask for? His conscious kicked in then and he began to think, 'Alright, she may be a little too drunk, but she wants me. And God, I want her so badly!' He found Grace getting off of the dance floor and grabbed her lightly by her arm.

      "Grace, we are leaving."

      "WE are leaving?"

      "Yeah. I'm gonna take you and Kirstin home. Kirstin is a little drunk, she shouldn't drive."

      "Tom, you don't have to give me some lame excuse. You can say you are going to her loft too." she smirked.

      "Ok, ok. Then that's the truth."

      "So, how are things with her?"

      "Good actually, she's great and a great kisser! And she's being really nice to me and all."

      "Really? That's good to know!"

      "Yeah. In fact, this guy she knows came over to her a little while ago and she totally blew him off and..."

      "Wait, wait, wait! A guy she knows came over to her? What was the guy's name?" Grace already knew the answer to that question, but she asked anyway.

       "I think it was Ashley. I don't really recall, but I think that was it. Why?"

      "Nothing. And what did she say to him?"

      "I don't know. Well, she introduced me as her boyfriend to him!"

      Grace felt the enthusiasm on Tom's voice but she wasn't at all excited. She knew Kirstin was just using Tom so she could hurt Ashley the same way he hurt her. "And she's drunk you say?"

      "Well, a little bit."

      "And you are still gonna go home with her?" 

      "Grace, I'm not gonna take advantage of her. She was the one who asked me to go to her place and…."

      "You know what, I don't need the details. You two are responsible for your lives, so do whatever you want with them. Just take me home and after that, everything's up to you guys."

      "Well, you don't have to get mad at me, you know how long I have waited for this moment."

       "Tom, I know. I just didn't think you were the type of guy that would take a drunken girl to bed. But hey, my mistake!"

      "It's not like that G, it's…."

      "Save it. Let's just go, please."

      Tom glanced down and headed back to where Kirstin was.
     

       "Hey baby! You took too long!" Kirstin greeted Tom from her seat.

      "Sorry, I couldn't find Grace." Tom couldn't really see eye-to-eye with Grace.

       "Oh Grace, you naughty girl! Where have you being?"

      "No where, I was just dancing with these girls that I know from college."

      "So, let's go?" Tom held Kirstin's hand.

      In the car, Grace was sitting in the back seat, Tom was driving and Kirstin was in the seat beside him. During the ride, Grace didn't say a word and was kinda disgusted with the two lovebirds in the front seats. Every time there was a stoplight, they'd be all over each other.

      "You can stop there." Grace pointed when they were in front of her apartment building. "Thanks." She said getting out of the car.

      "Good night, G." Tom said while she was getting out but didn't hear her say it back to him. "She's mad at us."

      "Oh, she's always mad. Don't worry about her. Come here." Kirstin told him and pulled him to her. When things started to heat up, he backed away and said:

       "Let's do this in your place."

      "Why? Right here is fine with me!"

      "No, let's go to your place. Someone can see us here."

      "Ok, ok. I forgot you are a good guy!" she smiled. "Let's go quick then." She told him and he started the car.

      In the elevator, going up to her loft, she couldn't keep her hands off of him and he couldn't keep his off of her. When they got to her floor, she opened the door, dropped the keys on the kitchen counter and slammed the door. Then she was all over him again.

       Kirstin led them to the living room and pushed Tom down on the couch and then crawled on top of him and slammed her lips into his. Tom placed his hands on Kirstin's waist and slowly began to stroke her back and sides. Kirstin pulled and struggled at the edge of Tom's shirt trying to rip it off him without having to move her lips. Tom finally broke the kiss and ripped his own shirt off. Kirstin smiled down at him with a devilish look and then kissed his neck and made her way down his chest to the top of his pants. Tom held his breathe in anticipation, but Kirstin only ripped her own shirt and returned to kiss him. Tom sighed in frustration but he was too turned on to protest. Kirstin took Tom's hands and placed them on her breasts.

      “You don't have to be a good boy anymore.” she whispered to him.

      Tom smiled at thin air and flipped her over.

      “If you say so.” he said through a smile. He expertly unbuttoned her pants while kissing her and flung them off in one quick motion. He kissed along her jaw line and down to her neck. She moaned softly as he kissed the valley between her breasts. As Tom continued to caress her body like he had always dreamed about, Kirstin's mind was on other things as the shots of tequila that she had before were starting to wear off.

      'Why did Ashley break up with Jen?' she thought to herself 'And now, the same day we had that conversation at the coffee shop?' Kirstin was still a little tipsy but it finally snapped 'Oh my god, what if he broke up with her because of that conversation at the coffee shop? No, he wouldn't. Would he?' Kirstin suddenly sat up making Tom wobble backwards.

      “Kirstin, are you ok?” Tom asked reaching a hand out for her.

      Kirstin grabbed a blanket off the chair next to the couch and wrapped it around herself.

      “Uh yea, um Tom I can't do this.” she said pulling the blanket tight.

      “But why?” Tom asked standing up, “This doesn't have to do with the pip squeak at the bar does it?” Kirstin sighed.

      “No! I mean, I don't know, it might.” her temper was getting the best of her “But I don't see why that is factor.”

      Tom looked shocked. “I thought you really liked me so yeah, it is a factor and you even called me your boyfriend and were all over me.” Tom sounded hurt. Kirstin didn't wanna do that to him.

      “Tom, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm so sorry if I did, but tonight's just not good.” she said “Maybe some other time.”

      She walked to the door and opened it. Tom grabbed his shirt and walked out of the apartment without another word.

      Kirstin closed the door. She sat there, leaning against the door. She had her head in the middle of her knees. It hadn't been a good night. Tom was hurt, she was hurt and she probably hurt Ashley at the bar.

      “What am I gonna do now?” she wondered, clueless.

* Thanx Caitlin for editing and correcting the grammar on this chapter

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~*~ Chapter 10 ~*~

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