Everything to Nothing
he decided to put his eggs in one
basket and said, ‘I fancy you. Have done for ages.’
    It was
perfectly timed. She was mid-drink and the surprise of what he said
made her splurt out of her mouth the liquid she had partly drunk
back into her glass. She started to cough, attracting the solitary
security person’s attention who thought it was someone being sick,
but on seeing it was just someone coughing returned to talking to a
member of the bar staff. Peter moved a little closer so he was
right next to her and started patting her back.
    In between
coughs she managed to say, ‘You what?!’
    ‘I fancy you.
Have done for ages.’
    She pushed his
arm away and looked into his eyes to see if he was winding her up
again. ‘Are you serious?’
    ‘I wouldn’t
joke about something like this.’
    ‘Knowing you,
you would.’
    ‘But that’s
just it Sarah, you don’t know me.’
    Sarah looked at
him more closely, smiled drunkenly at him, and said, ‘I suppose I
don’t. You’re a lot nicer when you are not with your friends. What
are you going to do about it?’
    ‘About
what?’
    ‘Fancying me.
If you are so confident that I fancy you then surely you should do
something about it?’
    ‘I think I may
do just that.’
    He leaned
closer to her, and she leaned into him. Their mouths touched and
his tongue parted her lips and slid deep into her mouth. She pushed
his tongue out with her tongue and slid it into his mouth and they
sank deeper into a passionate kiss, the kiss that was going to
change both their lives.
    The thoughts
raced through their minds as they kissed. Peter hoping his breath
did not smell, Sarah the same. Peter hoping the bulge in his pants
would not be too noticeable, Sarah happy she worn a small jacket,
happy because it covered her now erect nipples. Peter hoping that
he was going to be lying in between her legs that night, Sarah
hoping the same. They broke off the kiss and looked deeply into
each other’s eyes.
    ‘This is an
unexpected turn of events. From hating me to kissing me in the
space of a few minutes.’
    ‘I’ve fancied
you for ages. I’ve never tried to kiss you before because I thought
you were a tosser. Now I think differently about you after talking
properly to you.’
    ‘In that case,
I only have one more question to ask. My place or yours?’
    ‘Hotel
room?’
    ‘My parents are
away.’
    ‘Yours.’
    They both
simultaneously stood up and Peter said, ‘One minute. I need the
toilet.’
    ‘Me too.’
    There were
toilets attached to the room and they parted with a brief kiss as
they went into the respective toilets. Peter looked into the mirror
that was above the urinal as he relieved himself. ‘Now, that was
not too difficult. Had no idea she fancied me. That was just a
joke. See her reaction though…’ he said to himself. ‘Glad she is
drunk too. Makes it easier.’ When he had finished he went over to
the condom machine, but it was empty.
    With a shrug of
his shoulders he exited the toilet and waited a few minutes outside
in the room. She eventually came out and linked arms with him. He
looked at her and smiled, she returned his smile with a smile of
her own. They did not say anything as they left the chill out room
and proceeded into the main section of the club. They walked around
the dance floor holding hands to the exit and left the club.
     
    *
     
    Michelle saw
them leave the club and she said to herself, ‘Oh no, Sarah. Anyone
but him!’
     
    Chapter 8
     
    ‘I don’t
believe it! Now my phone is working!’
    ‘I guess it
wasn’t before?’
    ‘You guessed
right David, you guessed right.’
    They had
returned to the shelter of the truck’s cab and they were all set
upon returning to the garage to contact the police. Sally then
remembered her phone and more optimistically than anything else,
she took it from her bag. The signal bar was full. ‘Piece of shit
crap phone!’
    David did not
know what to do or say. Sally was obviously very angry, even more
so after

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