Charming The Warriors (The Charmer) (3 page)

              I have been sitting here a few moments, when a man in his late 30’s take’s the stool beside me.

             
“You alone darling?” He asks in a slurred tone.

             
“Im here with a friend.”

             
“Ah, not a boyfriend though?” He says whilst trying to wiggle his eyebrows, but making himself look like a right twat.

             
“Um, I don’t think that’s anything to do with you.”

He is trying hard to stop himself from falling off the chair. Why do I get the drunks and weirdoes! I
need to get away from him ASAP; I can tell this is not going to end well.

             
“Oh I like um feisty, nothing like a little struggle!” He smiles creepily at me, making me wince.

             
“Excuse me.” I say leaving the stool and heading to the exit door; phone in hand, ready to call Den to hurry his ass up. The drunk will take one look at Den and give up, hopefully.

I
don’t feel safe around the drunk, as well as him being drunk he seemed angry in some way. Stepping out into the fresh night air, feeling more relaxed to be away from the drunken man. A deep male voice shouts behind me, oh no the drunk has followed me.

             
“No need to be rude, I’m being nice you little bitch!” He shouts angrily at me as he stumbles towards me with a nasty sneer on his face.

I feel a tremor of fear go thr
ough me, but before I can react, he lurches forward and grabs me in a bear like hold. His hands taking hold of my butt, groping me hard. I try to twist out of his grip, whilst stomping on his foot and pushing his chest with all the strength I can muster to get him away from me. My fear kicking up a notch, as I scream at him,

             
“What’s your problem you fucking PERVE!”

             
“You will regret that, bitch!” He shouts at me stumbling back.

Over the drunks shoulder out of nowhere
, a man appears, moonlight gleaming off his pale skin. His hand grabs the dunk’s arm and twists him away from me. Facing each other head on, the stranger speaks in hushed words to the drunk as I try to calm myself. He releases him and watches the drunk walk away from us. I stand there stunned with mouth open ready to thank him, when suddenly with speed I could not comprehend; he grabs me by the arms tightly, thrusting me back against the wall. New fear spikes my senses with my hero, now turning attacker! With his dirty blond hair streaming around his dangerously attractive face, as his beautiful ocean blue eyes bore into me. His mouth opens shocking me, as there are two sharp fangs! OH SHIT! He is a Vampire! A FUCKING VAMPIRE!!!             

             
“Oh shit!” I say loudly whilst tugging against him frantically. My hearts almost beating out of my chest, as his eyes turn a brilliant red. His fangs draw dangerously close to my throat, then suddenly he falterers, inhaling my scent, then pulling back searching my eyes.

I try to shout for help
but his mouth takes mine stifling any sound I can make. I feel paralyzed to the spot as his mouth moves on mine in a demanding and sensual kiss. Releasing my arms, he gently threads his fingers through my hair with one hand, whist crushing me tightly to his hard body. My skin tingles as I uncontrollably lean into him returning the kiss as my arms slide their way up his firm chest. What is wrong with me, I am kissing a vampire! They are real!

He flashes me a smile of grim satisfaction, I must admit unworthy thoughts make my stomach lurch and parts of me several inches lower than my stomach react quite strongly. I let out a small m
oan from the loss of his lips as his eyes capturing mine.

             
“I’ll be back for you little one.”

He smiles stunningly at me.
I have no idea what the hell is going on, so I can’t manage a smile in return, or to speak, trying to breathe is hard enough! What I do know is; I do not want him to leave me, Vampire or not!

             
“Forget what happened. Forget me little one.”

              Den strolls out of the entrance door, straight to me and rests his hand on my shoulder.

             
“Hey what you doing out here babe?”

             
“Oh, just getting away from some drunk creep!”

             
“Where is he now?” He growls looking left to right, then his eyes meet mine with a look of uncertainty.

             
“I don’t know. Come on our food will be ready soon.”

             
We make our way to the bar taking seats. Mickey comes back over with a nod of his head and a big smile.

             
“Mickey this is Den, Den this is Mickey.”

I introduce them as
Den offers his hand to shake, Mickey accepts his hand while Den says, “Nice to meet you man.”

             
“You to Den, What can I get you?”

             
“Bottle of bud please,” Den answers him, his gaze travelling back to me, eyeing me from head to toe.

             
“You look good babe, who you trying to impress?”

Ha, I think he already
knew the answer to that.

             
“Um, you look good to?” I ask, questioning him back

He
mischievously winks at me and takes the beer of the counter taking a sip.

             
“Uh yeah that’s a good beer. I sorted the bill with Sallack for the rooms while you were ordering,” He then comes close to my ear, “Cheap as chips,” He says and kisses my cheek.

             
“Really? Cool.”

             
“Yeah, let’s just relax tonight have a drink. It’s been a long day?”

             
“Ok, sounds good to me.”

Abbey ki
ndly brings over our food and we happily munch through it. Den is a nightmare around food; the man could eat anyone out of a home!

             
“Den, you keep doing that and I’ll stick this in your eye!” I tell him holding up my folk, as he keeps grabbing fries of my plate, even though he has a plateful.

             
“Uh, I love it when you threaten me like that, give us a kiss babe?” He says with a stunning smile, trying to flirt his way out of trouble.

             
“Yeah that don’t work on me baby!” I tell him with an eye roll.

He grabs hold of
my face a kisses me on the lips then licking his lips and pulling a sexy face, making me laugh out loud.

              I’m now on the alcohol with Den, I have had 5 bottles; Den has probably had close to 10. I’m glad we had the meal first; I think I would have struggled on an empty stomach. Den is in the corner of the bar talking to a table full of woman, I’d say from ages 20-45 and loving all the attention he’s getting, as usual. I have gone back to the bar to talk to Mickey, who is very funny and friendly oh and gorgeous.

             
“Hey Zara, will you dance with me?” He asks.

             
“Absolutely, lead the way.”

Mickey turns the volume up before he comes to my side of the bar to take my
hand; I place my hand in his large one as we walk over to where others are dancing.

             
“Uh, you are truly beautiful,” He says to me while looking me from head to toe.

We dance together to what I’d call real American music, Mickey pulls me
close, and put my arms around his neck, I feel his hands slowly creeping down to my butt and I let out a drunken giggle.

             
“What are you laughing at Zara?” He asks mischievously.

I know he means no
harm; I get an extremely good vibe from him and I feel safe around him, which is strange.

             
“Oh, I need to watch out for you don’t I,” I say still laughing; he gives me a stunning smile as his reply.

             
“Can I cut in?” A deep sexy voice calls to us, we both turn to our sides to see Sallack standing there looking like a Greek God, seeing his handsome face is mesmerizing, and I could watch him all day.

             
“Of course,” Mickey says with a knowing smile.

             
“Thank you Mickey,” Sallack tells him.

Mickey nods
at me with a cute smile, walking back to the bar. Pulling my attention away, I sway into Sallack and smile up at him, he has to be slightly taller the Den. WOW he is big!

             
“I hope you don’t mind Zara I couldn’t help myself anymore.”

             
“Anymore?” I ask not understanding.

             
“Yes I have been watching you dance for a minute or two.” He smirks at me mischievously, making my knees go weak.

             
“Oh, yeah that’s fine,” I say with a grin.

As
we start to dance, the song changes to something slower, Sallack presses me close to his rock hard chest, I lean as much as I can into his masculine body loving the way he feels against me.

             
“How’s your room?”

             
“It’s perfect, thank you. I can’t wait to get into bed later.”

             
“Good I’m glad you like it.”

I look up at him, as he looks down at me, his eyes lightly sparkle making him look utterly stunning. I take a deep breath through my mouth, as I feel like I am going to pass out from his male beauty.
He lets a soft growl escape his lips, making my smile widen.

             
“You are beautiful Zara.” He tells me as his intense eyes search mine.

I look back down, not wanting him to see my face turning red. I can’t believe someone as perfect as him would think this of me. He takes my chin in his hand bringing my eyes to meet his again, he smiles at me as if he knows something I do not.

             
“Let’s go sit down beautiful?”

             
“Yeah ok.”

Im so glad he said that as my legs were just about to give way.
He calls over to Mickey, asking him to gets us drinks, I sit with him and chat about where I came from and grew up for a good hour.

             
“Do you want another drink?”

             
“Oh no thanks, I think I might go up to bed, it’s been a really long day, do you mind?”

             
“No beautiful I don’t.” He tells me as he stands and offers his hand to pull me up which I willingly accept. I head over to Den to let him know that I’m going up, as I don’t want him to worry if I just disappear.

             
“Den I’m going to go up to bed now, k?” I say, while a girl is holding onto his arm in a death grip.

             
“Ok, I’ll come up with you.”

Ah, bless him always looking after me, even now at the age
of 22. I want him to stay and have fun; he seems to be at home with his new friends.

             
“No, you stay here I’m only up stairs. K?”

             
“Ok babe, come here.” Den pulls me by the waist and gives me a tender kiss on the lips but not one of his usually ones that make me laugh. Strange, oh yes he’s drunk, duh.

             
I climb of a drunk Den and turn to speak to Sallack and Mickey, as they both watch me intensely.

   
“Hey, I’m going up to bed, I’m beat. Thank you for helping us today we really appreciate it and for tonight, and thanks for the company earlier Mickey.”

             
“Anytime,” Mickey says with a wink turning back to the bar.

Sallack is searching my eyes for something but I can’t tell what. He takes my han
d and leads me to the hallway, away from prying eyes.

             
“I’m sorry if I speak out of line Zara, but you and Den, are you together?” There is a hint of sorrow to his deep voice.

             
There the question I hear on a regular basis. We do come across as a couple as we are always together and very touchy feely to one another. That is just the way we have always been, and always will be.

             
“No we’re best friends.”

That b
rought a smile to his gorgeous face; I return it as he puts his fingers to my cheek tenderly. He seems to be very hands on man just like Den, not that I mind at all.

             
“You are something else, you know that Zara.”

What the hell should I say to that,
Mr. sexy thinks I’m something to admire! Ha. I lean into him, kissing his cheek softly.