Because I Want To

Chapter 6

The weeks flew by as I struggled to keep myself busy and my mind off the fact that Trev hadn't called me.

Every morning I would get up and come to the gym to do nothing now. Once I had gotten Bethany's books straightened out, it took a minimal amount of paperwork to keep them up.

The only highlights of my days now were when Bethany would give me the pole dancing lessons. She said I was getting the hang of it and was surprised when she saw how I was taking to the pole. Today's lesson ended with her mouth hung open and her calling me “HOT". I was proud of my ability, even though I was pretty sure if I had breathed one word of it to my mother, she would call me a slut and probably never speak to me again. Might be worth it though.

“Earth to Vie… Again!"

I looked up to find Bethany leaning on the desk. A flush rose on my cheeks, I had been so deep in thought that I hadn't heard her come in. She was in one of her workout outfits that never failed to make me feel jealous of her figure. Her long golden-blonde hair was swept back in a messing bun and made her look even more like Tinkerbelle. But I know she would take me down to the ground if I had hinted that to her.

“Sorry, wool-gathering. What's up?"

“You have a visitor," she said with a Cheshire cat grin.

I gave her a suspicious look. “Who?"

She just got up gracefully with a knowing look and walked out leaving me to hurry behind her.

My feet skidded to a halt when I spotted the cause of my daydreams leaning up against the counter. I opened and closed my mouth several times resembling a fish on dry land struggling to breathe.

“Here she is!" Bethany said brightly with an evil grin on her face.

Trev turned around quickly and immediately locked eyes with me. His gaze traveled from the top of my hair down slowly as if he were taking in every stitch of fabric, I had on. Although, with the thoroughness of his inspection I kind of felt as if I was completely naked. Like I was standing in the middle of the club waiting for my Master to tell me that I had passed.

Anxious, I pulled down on my peasant blouse to make sure that my belly was covered. I was not a big woman by any means, but I did have what Bethany would call a bit of a pooch. When Trev's eyes dropped to my cleavage, I realized that all of the fidgeting with my shirt had exposed the tops of my breast. I dropped my hand feeling a bit foolish and began to shift my weight from leg to leg. I smoothed the front of my skirt down and pushed my unruly hair behind my ears.

Finally, Trev's eyes made their way back to mine and they glittered with appreciation before he tossed a wink over to Bethany.

“Thanks for your help, doll," he said flirtatiously.

She blew him a saucy little kiss and sauntered off to whatever class she was teaching. A hot streak of jealousy pierced me, and I frowned at her retreating back.

When I turned back to Trev, I realized he had been watching my face not her perfectly shaped backside. A blush swept over my face knowing I was wearing my emotions on my sleeve.

“Hi," I said.

“Hi," Trev parroted with a mischievous grin.

I sucked in a deep breath pulling on what little bravery I had and walked around the counter towards him. Stopping a few inches away from him I was once again struck by how much space this man really took up. I had to be a good six inches shorter than he was. Standing next to him always made me feel tiny.

Trev's eyes traveled down my body once again and took in my bare legs under my skirt. I had never felt their nakedness so acutely and his gaze caressed them in a way I had never experienced. Soon those burning stares worked their way up my entire body and everywhere it touched seemed to become hyper-aware. When they reached my breast, I felt them tingle as if he was already touching them. I folded my arms over my chest knowing that my n*****s were poking out and I had to pick today to wear the one bra of mine that didn't hide that sort of thing.

When those stroking eyes finally landed on my face, they had darkened to a stormy ocean blue that rose my already heated blood up. His firm lips soften, and one side turned up in a cocky smile as if he knew what he was doing to me.

I squirmed a little then straightened my back. I could not let him know how much he was affecting me, how much I wanted him to take me in his arms again. Strength, courage, I began to chant in my head.

“Did you need something?" I asked him as aloof as I could.

I was extremely proud of how my voice didn't quiver. But the breathless quality of it was going to have to be fixed.

“Yeah, I just wanted to drop in and see how you were doing," Trev replied, pushing away from the counter a bit.

“I'm fine, thank you. You?" I asked, holding on to the blasé tone as best I could.

“Good. I moved out of that shitty little apartment and into a new home just down the road a little way," he said with pride.

I felt the same pride for him blossom in my chest and unable to help myself I stepped closer and touched his arm.

“Oh, Trev, I'm so happy for you," I told him honestly, dropping a bit of the disinterest.

He gave me a boyish grin. “Thank you. I can't wait to show everyone the new place. It's a bit of a fixer-upper but I will enjoy doing the work."

I smiled back at him, unable to contain the joy that I was feeling at hearing the excitement in his voice.

“Do you have a lot of experience with the work?"

“I've done a few odd jobs while I was looking for Lizzie. And I found I was really good with my hands." He gave me a sultry wink.

I blushed and looked down, thinking of what those amazing hands could do.

“Anyway, I also wanted to stop by and see if you'd like to come out to dinner with me tonight," Trev announced.