The Ladies Man
Late Night Calls
Ashley’s POV:
My mind was still reeling from my discussion with Andy last night. If I had feelings for Belle then that changed everything. Normally I wouldn’t have cared if I knew a girl before I had sex with her. But Belle was different. Originally I wanted to get to know her a little bit, then sleep with her. Now I wanted a relationship with her. I didn’t want her to be a one night stand at all.
After much thought and deliberation I decided that I needed a drink. Probably more than one. I got in my car and drove to the nearest bar. I went up to the bartender and ordered a beer. After about half the bottle was gone I started to feel better.
“Hey sexy.”
I turned around to see a tall, big chested, bottle blond standing in front of me. She would have been exactly my type before I met Belle. Before I met Belle, did this mean that she wasn’t my type now? She was hot, there was no doubting that, but the attraction wasn’t quite there.
“Hey.” I said.
“You wanna dance with me?” She asked.
“No thanks.” I lifted my beer to show her. “I’m enjoying my drink.”
“Okay, then I’ll join you.” She sat down next to me and ordered herself a drink.
This woman was chatting my ear off. She just kept talking and talking. I don’t even know what about. I just nodded my head occasionally and she didn’t seem to notice. I was on my third drink by now and was getting ready to call it quits. Then an upbeat song started playing and the woman grabbed me by the arm and dragged me onto the dance floor.
“I don’t want to dance.” I tried.
“Come on, why not?” She pouted. Then she started shaking her hips really close to me and gave me a seductive smile.
I can’t say it wasn’t tempting, but I just had no interest in this woman. “I have better things to do.” I said, trying to push past her.
“Seriously? You don’t wan t a piece of this?” She shoved her breasts in my face.
God, now I was getting really pissed. Why couldn’t this chick take no for an answer? “No, I don’t. Now, I’ll be leaving.” I pushed her out of my way and headed for the door.
I quickly headed home, glad to be free of that situation.
Belle’s POV:
I shot up in bed, shocked out of sleep by a loud noise. After a moment I realized it was my phone. I looked at the clock by my bed, 11:30pm. What the Hell? I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Ashley. Against my better judgment, I picked up the phone.
“Ashley? What the Hell? Do you know what time it is?” I whisper yelled. I didn’t want to wake Madison up, so I tried to keep my voice down.
“Yes and I’m sorry. I just really needed to talk to you.” He said. He sounded a little sad, maybe even a little stressed.
“What is it Ashley?” I still wasn’t happy that he had woken me up so late.
“I just left a bar.” He said.
“And?”
“Some chick threw herself at me and it made me uncomfortable.” He said.
“Really? I thought that was normal for you.” I said, surprised. Ashley was a ladies man. The name ‘Purdy Girl’ existed for a reason.
“It is, but it just felt wrong. She was hot, but I wasn’t attracted to her. I had no interest in her at all.”
“So, you decided to wake me up at 11:30 at night to share this experience with me?”
“Yes. I didn’t take her home, because I didn’t want to. All I could think about was you.” He said.
Oh, that made things different. Ashley Purdy turned away meaningless sex for me. In his own way that was actually a pretty good compliment. “That’s nice Ashley.” I yawned, boy was I tired, I really needed to get back to sleep.
“Can I see you tomorrow?” He asked.
“Sure, when?”
“I’ll pick you up around 6pm.”
“Okay Ashley, good night.”
“Good night Belle.” He hung up the phone.
I went back to sleep and thought about what this could mean.
“He did what?” Madison asked.
“He called late last night to tell me he had gone to a bar. That some woman had been throwing herself at him and he had gone home alone.” I said. I still couldn’t believe it myself.
“He called just to tell you he didn’t cheat on you?”
“I guess. He said it felt wrong, that he kept thinking of me.”
“Wow. Not even two weeks into this relationship and you’re already changing him.” Madison said.
“Well anyway, I have a date tonight.”
“What?”
“That was how the conversation ended. He said he wanted to see me today, so he’s picking me up tonight.”
“Wow. At this rate you two will be married in a couple of months.” She joked.
I threw a pillow at her. “Don’t even joke about that.”
My mind was still reeling from my discussion with Andy last night. If I had feelings for Belle then that changed everything. Normally I wouldn’t have cared if I knew a girl before I had sex with her. But Belle was different. Originally I wanted to get to know her a little bit, then sleep with her. Now I wanted a relationship with her. I didn’t want her to be a one night stand at all.
After much thought and deliberation I decided that I needed a drink. Probably more than one. I got in my car and drove to the nearest bar. I went up to the bartender and ordered a beer. After about half the bottle was gone I started to feel better.
“Hey sexy.”
I turned around to see a tall, big chested, bottle blond standing in front of me. She would have been exactly my type before I met Belle. Before I met Belle, did this mean that she wasn’t my type now? She was hot, there was no doubting that, but the attraction wasn’t quite there.
“Hey.” I said.
“You wanna dance with me?” She asked.
“No thanks.” I lifted my beer to show her. “I’m enjoying my drink.”
“Okay, then I’ll join you.” She sat down next to me and ordered herself a drink.
This woman was chatting my ear off. She just kept talking and talking. I don’t even know what about. I just nodded my head occasionally and she didn’t seem to notice. I was on my third drink by now and was getting ready to call it quits. Then an upbeat song started playing and the woman grabbed me by the arm and dragged me onto the dance floor.
“I don’t want to dance.” I tried.
“Come on, why not?” She pouted. Then she started shaking her hips really close to me and gave me a seductive smile.
I can’t say it wasn’t tempting, but I just had no interest in this woman. “I have better things to do.” I said, trying to push past her.
“Seriously? You don’t wan t a piece of this?” She shoved her breasts in my face.
God, now I was getting really pissed. Why couldn’t this chick take no for an answer? “No, I don’t. Now, I’ll be leaving.” I pushed her out of my way and headed for the door.
I quickly headed home, glad to be free of that situation.
Belle’s POV:
I shot up in bed, shocked out of sleep by a loud noise. After a moment I realized it was my phone. I looked at the clock by my bed, 11:30pm. What the Hell? I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Ashley. Against my better judgment, I picked up the phone.
“Ashley? What the Hell? Do you know what time it is?” I whisper yelled. I didn’t want to wake Madison up, so I tried to keep my voice down.
“Yes and I’m sorry. I just really needed to talk to you.” He said. He sounded a little sad, maybe even a little stressed.
“What is it Ashley?” I still wasn’t happy that he had woken me up so late.
“I just left a bar.” He said.
“And?”
“Some chick threw herself at me and it made me uncomfortable.” He said.
“Really? I thought that was normal for you.” I said, surprised. Ashley was a ladies man. The name ‘Purdy Girl’ existed for a reason.
“It is, but it just felt wrong. She was hot, but I wasn’t attracted to her. I had no interest in her at all.”
“So, you decided to wake me up at 11:30 at night to share this experience with me?”
“Yes. I didn’t take her home, because I didn’t want to. All I could think about was you.” He said.
Oh, that made things different. Ashley Purdy turned away meaningless sex for me. In his own way that was actually a pretty good compliment. “That’s nice Ashley.” I yawned, boy was I tired, I really needed to get back to sleep.
“Can I see you tomorrow?” He asked.
“Sure, when?”
“I’ll pick you up around 6pm.”
“Okay Ashley, good night.”
“Good night Belle.” He hung up the phone.
I went back to sleep and thought about what this could mean.
“He did what?” Madison asked.
“He called late last night to tell me he had gone to a bar. That some woman had been throwing herself at him and he had gone home alone.” I said. I still couldn’t believe it myself.
“He called just to tell you he didn’t cheat on you?”
“I guess. He said it felt wrong, that he kept thinking of me.”
“Wow. Not even two weeks into this relationship and you’re already changing him.” Madison said.
“Well anyway, I have a date tonight.”
“What?”
“That was how the conversation ended. He said he wanted to see me today, so he’s picking me up tonight.”
“Wow. At this rate you two will be married in a couple of months.” She joked.
I threw a pillow at her. “Don’t even joke about that.”
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Awwwwwwwww so adorsable :)
5/13/14