Chapter 5

The evening had turned to inky blackness, the stars were out. The night was amazing. With her hand in his he pulled her to the car park, “Where are we going?” Came the voice from behind him,

“There’s somewhere I want to take you. I don’t want this date to end - yet.” Blake said unlocking his black Toyota hilux, opening the door for her she climbed in. For some reason she wanted to go with him.

“What’s the address?” Melissa started to get worried, Blake smiled a goofy smile, “You’ll see. Was all he said mysteriously.

Turning on the radio, a familiar song came on Shania Twain - You’re still the one.

“Looks like we’ve made it look how far we’ve come my baby.” Slipped from Melissa’s lips, she loved this song, it was one of her favourites. And Melissa could sing, she wasn’t up to Shania’s standard but her voice was nice.

Blake’s head turned in her direction, “Wow, you have an amazing singing voice.” Melissa felt her face heat up. She hadn’t meant to sing, but unfortunately when there are songs on that she likes she can’t help it.

Turning down a side street, Blake pulled the Car to a standstill, he got out and before Melissa could open the door he had.

Holding her hand he helped her out of the car, “How’s your bowling arm?” He asked, confused Melissa replied “I’ve never bowled.”

A twinkle in Blake’s eyes betrayed the neutral expression on his face. As he pulled her into a doorway.

They went up two flights of stairs still holding hands and go to a brightly lit ten pin bowling alley.

The clattering of balls against pins, the smell of oil from the lanes. Pulling her gently forward Blake went to the counter “2 adults, 2 games please Jim.”

Paying on a card “What shoe size are you?” Jim asked

“Eight and a half.” Melissa replied, the big bald guy bend downs and places a pair of shoes on the counter they are half blue and half red, he sprays some disinfectant in the shoes and hands them to Melissa.

Slipping off her heels, Blake eyes her with curiosity, he’s testing her but she doesn’t know it.

Sitting on the bench she places one shoe on the floor and slips her foot in it, Blake watches her every move, it’s something so simple yet his mouth is dry, and seemed so sexy, his eyes wander up her shapely legs, leaning over she laces the shoe, she does the same to the other shoe. Blake is putting his shoes on robotically, still keeping his eyes on Melissa.

God he was thirsty, like he hadn’t had a drink for days, he decided to order some water from the bar. Gulping it down, the bar staff brought it too him, he asked for another, nothing was quenching his thirst and his throat was dry and sore.

Once Melissa had her shoes on, she looked over and smiled “Where do we bowl then.”

Going to lane 24 Blake sat at the computer, putting her name in first followed by his own.

Melissa studied the balls, they each had different numbers and different sized holes.

“All right, all done.” Blake was now standing beside her. “Let’s find you a ball.”

After trying lots of balls Blake decided that a 6 was heavy enough for her.

“Okay so you put your middle and ring finger into these holes and your thumb into that one.” Following his instructions he then told her how to bowl, releasing the ball it went into the gutter, pouting a little Blake started to laugh.

“It’s not funny.” She said in mock disappointment.

Grabbing his ball he threw it down the lane, and his arm came up with a flick after he’d released it. Even Melissa’s beginner eyes could see that he was good.

“Would you show me please?” Melissa asked shyly.

“Of course.” Blake stood behind her, and guided her forward, standing slightly to the right, of centre, he moved closer to her pressing his hard body against her back, Melissa thought he really need his arm around her waist, but didn’t say anything. Running his arm down hers, it reacted to his touch, making her shiver slightly, holding the back of her hand.

Making her shudder even more by speaking in her ear “You need one fluid motion, backwards and release on the follow through.” He annunciated every single syllable to see her reaction, his breath felt hot on her ear, she tried not to react, but her body, automatically reacted towards him.

He did the first one with her, she got a strike.

“Yes! Thank you Blake.” She turned in his arms and nearly fell against his chest. His eyes searched hers, looking for, something she didn’t know what.

Blushing hard, she stepped backwards. “Ok Miss expert, let’s see how you try me.”

Blake took his next go and got a split, then it was Melissa’s turn again, she did exactly as Blake had shown her, but as she let the ball go she accidentally twisted her wrist, the ball rolled down the lane, arched across the other side and at the last minute it went into the gutter.

“Damn, why? I did everything you told me.” Melissa said

”Maybe you just need me to help you each time” a raised eyebrow and a smirk on his face.

Blake took his turn again, he got a spare, Melissa was up again, “If you want my help, beg.”

Melissa, raised both her eyebrows, clearing her throat she said in her sweetest voice “Blake, please, will you help me bowl, for the rest of the game?” She cooed.

Blake stood frozen for a second, he hadn’t exactly expected her to comply. He liked the way his name fell from her lips, he liked hearing her accent say the words.

Getting slightly turned on, he took a step towards her, she turned her back, her dress, was creased at the back, he liked the way it was creased and imagined just for a second the green dress on floor to his bedroom, her on his bed, blindfolded, ankles and wrist tied, bringing him out of his stupor, she peered into his eyes.

“Are you okay?” She asked, a slight shake of his head, and a smile “Lets bowl, shall we?”

Taking his position behind her she had moved her hair and exposed her neck, he could smell her perfume, it sent his senses reeling, it was a gentle, dark scent. the porcelain skin on her neck looked so tempting to him. He just wanted to mark her skin, causing her skin to bruise under the sucking. He wanted to mark her, set his mark upon her make others aware she was his.

‘Seriously what’s wrong with me? What is this girl doing to me. I’ve never felt this way before.’

His breath on her neck made her shudder.

Somehow they managed to get through one game.

Jim was clearing up, “How’s it going Blake?” his beer belly rose up and down. “Yeah we’re okay. If this one wasn’t so slow.” Tilting his head in her direction.

“Yeah well at least I admit I’m bad. Let’s get you doing something I’m good at and I would crush you like a bug.” Laughing as she said it.

“Yeah right. There isn’t anything. I’m not good at.” Blake bragged jokingly

”Pool we will play pool. I will kick your ass.” Melissa said with a smile.

Before they knew it the second game was over, they were collecting their shoes, holding them in her hand, Blake took her other one and pulled her out towards the car.

When they got to the door, it had snowed. “Woah.” Blake said. Looking down at Melissa who was slowly attempting to put her shoes on her obviously painful feet.

All of a sudden the picked her up in a Princess carry. And walked through the settling snow, towards his car.

Unlocking the door and putting Melissa in the passenger seat. ‘I want to see her again. Next time I will take her to the amusement park.’

Climbing in the drivers seat “Where can I drop you?”

“My office. I need to pick up my things. I also left my house keys there.” Melissa said, Blake swallowed thickly “Can I see you again?” He asked it came out hoarsely.

”Sure. I’d like that.” Melissa responded, his heart did a little pitter patter.

“Next time, wear sneakers and jeans. I’m taking you to an amusement park.”

Having arrived at Melissa’s office, she slowly, unbuckles her belt. “Thank you, for an amazing night.” She leant across the gap and pressed a small chaste kiss to his cheek.

‘God what’s she doing to me.’ His face neutral “You were amazing company” Melissa shuts the door and turns towards the office where security was waiting for her. Driving away, Blake had to get home and quickly, he had an urgent need to take of.