her address. When they arrived Merrick asked the driver to wait so he could see Mya safely inside.
She stumbled a bit but he managed to keep her steady. When they reached her front door she dropped her keys. Merrick picked them up and opened the door for her.
When she nearly stumbled through the door he caught her, picking her up in one swift motion and carried her to the couch. She was passed out by the time he put her down. He looked at her and smiled. Soon Mya but not tonight. He turned and left shutting the door behind him.
The next day, Mya sent Merrick a text thanking him for dinner and for getting her home safely. He replied, with three words, “My Pleasure, Mya”.
When she read it her heart skipped a beat even via text he affected her. In the days that followed Mya purposely stayed clear of him. They went about their days as usual.
He actively investigated the congressman’s murder and reported to Brian via E-mail or phone call. She performed her job as D.A. as effortlessly as usual. Meanwhile they longed to see each other.
One Friday after work, she decided to head to the Aurora Bar and Grill for a nightcap which turned out to be a huge mistake. One drink led to another then before she knew it she was downing whiskey shooters.
The bartender who doubled as the maître d during regular hours recognized her and called Merrick.
After getting in from work Merrick made plans to see Elizabeth. He wanted Mya but the wait was killing him. The forced celibacy was cruel and unusual punishment for a man like him.
He was a virile man accustomed to fucking at least three times a day. Since meeting Mya that had dropped to zero. Fucking Elizabeth lost its appeal. He did let her suck his cock a few times but that wasn't satisfying. It was more for her benefit than his.
He found himself making excuses not to fuck her but he threw in the towel tonight. After a quick shower he got dressed to head to her place. He grabbed a handful of condoms shoved them in his jacket pocket.
Just as he was about to grab a bottle of wine from the fridge his cell rang. He picked up to find a vaguely familiar voice on the line.
“Hey Merrick, you know that lovely lady you were with the other day?”
It took him a minute to realize it was Nick from the Aurora.
“Hey, Nick what’s up? Yeah, Mya why what’s up?” He felt a twinge of panic at the though of something being wrong with her.
“Well that depends, she’s been here for a few hours and I think maybe she’s had enough to drink.”
“I’ll be there in 10 keep an eye on her.”
“Will do Merrick.”
Grabbing his keys and coat he headed out the door.
Chapter 9
During. When he arrived at the bar he spotted her immediately. This wasn’t what he expected. She was sitting at the bar tossing back whiskey shots like there was no tomorrow.
With each shot she slammed the shot glass face down on the bar. He watched from a distance. She held her own with the men that gathered around waiting to see which one would get lucky. But she never wavered. After a few minutes he decided she had enough.
He walked over to where she was sitting, disregarding her gaggle of admirers. She was in the middle of her tenth or so shot of whiskey according to Nick. By the time she tossed her head back and forward again he was there.
“Merrick, what a pleasant surprise” she said playfully, “Would you like one?” She poured the brown liquor and handed him the glass before he could reply. He regarded her briefly and accepted the glass but put it down. Reaching out his hand to help her up he replied,
“Let me take you home, it’s late.” To his surprise she acquiesced not in words but actions. Disregarding his outreached hand she got up and walked pass him.
He reached into his pocket pulled out a wad of bills unpeeled several crisp $50’s and threw them on the bar giving Nick a nod and an extra
She stumbled a bit but he managed to keep her steady. When they reached her front door she dropped her keys. Merrick picked them up and opened the door for her.
When she nearly stumbled through the door he caught her, picking her up in one swift motion and carried her to the couch. She was passed out by the time he put her down. He looked at her and smiled. Soon Mya but not tonight. He turned and left shutting the door behind him.
The next day, Mya sent Merrick a text thanking him for dinner and for getting her home safely. He replied, with three words, “My Pleasure, Mya”.
When she read it her heart skipped a beat even via text he affected her. In the days that followed Mya purposely stayed clear of him. They went about their days as usual.
He actively investigated the congressman’s murder and reported to Brian via E-mail or phone call. She performed her job as D.A. as effortlessly as usual. Meanwhile they longed to see each other.
One Friday after work, she decided to head to the Aurora Bar and Grill for a nightcap which turned out to be a huge mistake. One drink led to another then before she knew it she was downing whiskey shooters.
The bartender who doubled as the maître d during regular hours recognized her and called Merrick.
After getting in from work Merrick made plans to see Elizabeth. He wanted Mya but the wait was killing him. The forced celibacy was cruel and unusual punishment for a man like him.
He was a virile man accustomed to fucking at least three times a day. Since meeting Mya that had dropped to zero. Fucking Elizabeth lost its appeal. He did let her suck his cock a few times but that wasn't satisfying. It was more for her benefit than his.
He found himself making excuses not to fuck her but he threw in the towel tonight. After a quick shower he got dressed to head to her place. He grabbed a handful of condoms shoved them in his jacket pocket.
Just as he was about to grab a bottle of wine from the fridge his cell rang. He picked up to find a vaguely familiar voice on the line.
“Hey Merrick, you know that lovely lady you were with the other day?”
It took him a minute to realize it was Nick from the Aurora.
“Hey, Nick what’s up? Yeah, Mya why what’s up?” He felt a twinge of panic at the though of something being wrong with her.
“Well that depends, she’s been here for a few hours and I think maybe she’s had enough to drink.”
“I’ll be there in 10 keep an eye on her.”
“Will do Merrick.”
Grabbing his keys and coat he headed out the door.
Chapter 9
During. When he arrived at the bar he spotted her immediately. This wasn’t what he expected. She was sitting at the bar tossing back whiskey shots like there was no tomorrow.
With each shot she slammed the shot glass face down on the bar. He watched from a distance. She held her own with the men that gathered around waiting to see which one would get lucky. But she never wavered. After a few minutes he decided she had enough.
He walked over to where she was sitting, disregarding her gaggle of admirers. She was in the middle of her tenth or so shot of whiskey according to Nick. By the time she tossed her head back and forward again he was there.
“Merrick, what a pleasant surprise” she said playfully, “Would you like one?” She poured the brown liquor and handed him the glass before he could reply. He regarded her briefly and accepted the glass but put it down. Reaching out his hand to help her up he replied,
“Let me take you home, it’s late.” To his surprise she acquiesced not in words but actions. Disregarding his outreached hand she got up and walked pass him.
He reached into his pocket pulled out a wad of bills unpeeled several crisp $50’s and threw them on the bar giving Nick a nod and an extra
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