~*~ Chapter 33 ~*~
NEW YORK CITY, NY – Game Bar – Jan. 12th, 2002 – Saturday
When Kirstin got closer to the table, she spotted some people around it. A couple of men with baseballs asking Barry and Mark to sign them and also 2 blondes with huge breasts, tops and tight skirts standing next to Barry. She felt jealous? No. She wasn’t exactly jealous. She didn’t know what she was feeling. Maybe it was what she said to Grace when she first met Barry. She was with Tom for a while now and it was good to feel some other guy flirting with you, wanting you. She felt alive that way. She felt she was still able to get a man. She had the man she wanted, Tom, but she could still attract guys to her. She felt attractive and that was good. But now Barry wanted those other 2 chicks too?
When she got to the table, she smiled weakly at Barry and the blondes and sat between Ashley and Grace.
“Don’t worry. They are just sluts.” Grace whispered on her ear.
“I’m not worried. Why would I be worried?” Kirstin whispered back with a frown.
“Whatever.” Grace let that go.
“K, baby, what do you want to drink?” Ashley placed his hand on hers and Kirstin’s glare moved from Barry and the two sluts to Ashley’s sweet blue eyes.
“To drink?” she asked with a sweet smile on.
“Yeah, baby.” he rubbed his thumb on her hand.
“I’ll have a beer.”
“Ok.” he pecked her lightly on the cheek. She closed her eyes as he did it. Maybe she was wanted after all.
Grace and Mark excused themselves, probably to make out somewhere In the bar where they could have more privacy. After a couple of minutes, one of the blondes went away and the one that remained there sat on Barry’s right leg. Barry looked at Kirstin and saw her staring at them with no expression on her face.
“Come, Kirstin. There’s enough Barry for everyone.” Barry said, patting his left leg.
“Yeah, right.” Kirstin just looked away. What was he thinking? That she was just like that slut sitting on his leg?
“Kirstin, come on. Sit!” Barry insisted.
“No, I’m fine where I’m sitting.” Kirstin told him.
“Kirstin!” Barry once again insisted.
“She already told you she doesn’t want to!”
“Ash…” Kirstin placed her hand over his, rubbing it “It’s alright.”
“No, it’s not alright. What kind of girl do you think she is? She’s not just some girl that would sit on anyone’s lap and…”
“Ash…” Kirstin tried to calm him down again.
“Wow! Chill!” Barry said to Ashley.
“No, I won’t. Do you really think she’s the type of girl that would just sit on your lap because you are a famous baseball player? She’s not a slut!”
“Hey!” the blonde said in a high pitch voice.
“Yeah, like you don’t know you are.” Kirstin said to the blonde girl.
“I’ll talk to you later.” Barry whispered to the blonde “Listen…” Barry stared at Ashley “I know Kirstin is nothing like that.”
“Oh, you do? Because it didn’t look like it.” Kirstin was trying to defend herself now.
“Of course I do, Kirstin baby.” Barry got up and sat on a seat next to Kirstin “I know you’re engaged. And I also know you want me.”
“Yeah, ok.” Kirstin said to thin air.
“You watch what you’re saying!” Ashley warned.
“Can I finish here?” Barry asked and neither Ashley or Kirstin said anything. Barry was looking directly into Kirstin’s eyes “I know you want me. I saw your eyes when the blondes were here. They were sluts. But you are engaged to get married. And you want me. Badly. And I like it. Because that makes you much more of a slut than they are.” Barry grabbed Kirstin’s head with both his hands and pulled her to him, kissing her hard on the lips. Kirstin tried to pull him away, take his hands off of her, but she couldn’t. He was too strong. Suddenly, she felt his head being release. When she opened her eyes, she saw Barry lying on the floor, blood coming out of his nose.
* Thanx Taryn and Stacie for reviewing and correcting the grammar errors *
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