Jenn1982
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Sam finished the last third of her drink in one long swallow. She wasn’t 100% sure whether it was her third or fourth drink and she asked for a glass of water when the bartender came over. She wasn’t sober but she definitely wasn’t drunk yet either. As much as she would’ve liked to get drunk she knew it wouldn’t be a good idea. In spite of her better judgement she planned on going back to Kane’s place. Being around Kane when she was drunk would require her to trust him way more than she actually did.
The bar the uber driver had taken her to was a nice place though the crowd leaned more on the young side. Still, it wasn’t a dive or even a college bar full of loud, obnoxious students in their early 20’s. In the hour she’d been here she’d had more than a handful of guys offer to buy her a drink or ask if she wanted to dance. A few had looked to be around her age but the rest were all closer to Kane’s age. A couple of the guys she’d danced with had been good looking and charming enough that she’d ended up talking to them for a while. She’d told them no when they asked for her phone number but she did take theirs though she doubted she’d actually call either of them.
Even if she never ended up talking to them again, the confidence boost she’d gotten from the attention she had gotten was just what she’d needed. Yes she had been enjoying her time with Kane…hell, she’d been more than enjoying it, the sex was the best she’d ever had. It wasn’t like she had a huge comparison pool to draw from when it came to sex though. Tim had been the only guy she was having sex with ever since they started dating in college. She’d slept with a few guys before that but it wasn’t a lot and they’d been just as young and inexperienced as she was.
Her time with Kane had also helped her to finally really explore her desires. She knew things she liked or didn’t and wouldn’t have a problem asking for them. And yes, Kane was young and very hot but more than half of the guys who’d hit on her in the last hour had been young and hot. None had been as hot as Kane but she figured it had only been an hour, not to mention she was biased when it came to Kane and his looks. She was sure that with time and distance the rose-colored glasses she viewed him with would fade and she would be able to see there were other guys just as hot as him that she could have if she wanted.
Clearly Kane viewed her as unimportant or at the very least replaceable but he was replaceable too. Granted this was just an affair, he wasn’t her boyfriend or husband so it wasn’t like he needed to treat her as such or put her on a pedestal. He did need to stop treating her like she was just one of the copious group of women he had dying to be with him. He couldn’t be inviting her over to his house for a weekend, which was not something that was easy for her to pull off, and then 4 hours into it tell her to leave and entertain herself for a few hours.
A part of her doubted he could or would change how he was treating her but she had been able to convince him to stop blackmailing her and give her the video he had which was something she wouldn’t have thought was possible. She ignored the small part of her mind that was trying to remind her that it wasn’t that simple. Despite all his asshole bullshit and her self-respect this thing with him was more than just some fling. She would never tell him that, she couldn’t even admit it to herself but it was there nonetheless. It didn’t matter…she had to set up some kind of standard for how this was going to work. She was risking everything she’d work so hard for while he was risking nothing. There had to be some kind of balance somewhere. She pulled her phone out of her purse and opened up her messages.
Come and pick me up, she texted, sending her location along with the message.
She desperately wanted to order another drink now but she knew it would push her past just tipsy and she was not about to face Kane drunk.
The bar the uber driver had taken her to was a nice place though the crowd leaned more on the young side. Still, it wasn’t a dive or even a college bar full of loud, obnoxious students in their early 20’s. In the hour she’d been here she’d had more than a handful of guys offer to buy her a drink or ask if she wanted to dance. A few had looked to be around her age but the rest were all closer to Kane’s age. A couple of the guys she’d danced with had been good looking and charming enough that she’d ended up talking to them for a while. She’d told them no when they asked for her phone number but she did take theirs though she doubted she’d actually call either of them.
Even if she never ended up talking to them again, the confidence boost she’d gotten from the attention she had gotten was just what she’d needed. Yes she had been enjoying her time with Kane…hell, she’d been more than enjoying it, the sex was the best she’d ever had. It wasn’t like she had a huge comparison pool to draw from when it came to sex though. Tim had been the only guy she was having sex with ever since they started dating in college. She’d slept with a few guys before that but it wasn’t a lot and they’d been just as young and inexperienced as she was.
Her time with Kane had also helped her to finally really explore her desires. She knew things she liked or didn’t and wouldn’t have a problem asking for them. And yes, Kane was young and very hot but more than half of the guys who’d hit on her in the last hour had been young and hot. None had been as hot as Kane but she figured it had only been an hour, not to mention she was biased when it came to Kane and his looks. She was sure that with time and distance the rose-colored glasses she viewed him with would fade and she would be able to see there were other guys just as hot as him that she could have if she wanted.
Clearly Kane viewed her as unimportant or at the very least replaceable but he was replaceable too. Granted this was just an affair, he wasn’t her boyfriend or husband so it wasn’t like he needed to treat her as such or put her on a pedestal. He did need to stop treating her like she was just one of the copious group of women he had dying to be with him. He couldn’t be inviting her over to his house for a weekend, which was not something that was easy for her to pull off, and then 4 hours into it tell her to leave and entertain herself for a few hours.
A part of her doubted he could or would change how he was treating her but she had been able to convince him to stop blackmailing her and give her the video he had which was something she wouldn’t have thought was possible. She ignored the small part of her mind that was trying to remind her that it wasn’t that simple. Despite all his asshole bullshit and her self-respect this thing with him was more than just some fling. She would never tell him that, she couldn’t even admit it to herself but it was there nonetheless. It didn’t matter…she had to set up some kind of standard for how this was going to work. She was risking everything she’d work so hard for while he was risking nothing. There had to be some kind of balance somewhere. She pulled her phone out of her purse and opened up her messages.
Come and pick me up, she texted, sending her location along with the message.
She desperately wanted to order another drink now but she knew it would push her past just tipsy and she was not about to face Kane drunk.
