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Story: Sophie’s Second Chance
I got up from my seat at the bar and ordered a Martini.
After drinking a couple of glasses of alcohol, I went to the dance floor and swayed my hips while dancing alone, without caring about anything.
I danced with a stranger for a while. I don’t know who he was, but I kissed his cheek and then exited the dance floor.
“I need another drink,” I remarked to no one and went back to the bar. When I bumped against someone’s chest, I felt a little woozy.
The hit made me stagger back, and the person’s hand on my forearm forced me to stand up straight.
“You’re always bumping into me,” the individual said with a laugh. I finally spotted him as I raised my head.
Liam.
He had a little smile on his face as he looked me over from head to toe.
He had on a basic black shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, a pair of black pants, and no glasses.
Always looking hot.
I took a big breath and moved back, and he said hello. “Hello, Sophie.” I bit my lips, and for a moment, his eyes moved over them. “Hey.”
He looked behind me and said, “All alone?” while putting his hands in his pants pockets.
I pushed a piece of hair behind my ear because his focused look made me anxious. “Yes.”
He grinned and made an offer. “Want to get some drinks?” I smiled back at him. “Of course.”
I followed him to the bar, marveling at his back and the way his big shoulders moved as he walked.
I can’t blame myself for looking at him because I’m about to receive my period.
And that jerk is the reason I’m single right now.
He sat next to me on another stool, and I sat down on the barstool. “What do you want to drink?”
“Uh…whiskey.”
He got a whisky for both of us.
“Are you alone, too?” I questioned the barman as he handed us our drinks. “Yes, I’m here for a random inspection,” I said.
I frowned. “Inspection?” He grinned. “I own this club.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that.”
He shrugged and took a drink of his whisky. “It’s okay.”
I took up the glass with my left hand, and he looked at my empty ring finger.
“Where’s your ring? Did the engagement break or what?” he joked. “Yes,” I said with a sour tone.
“Are you serious?” His eyes were on my face.
“Yes. That f*****g bastard found someone better to take my place, so he broke the engagement.”
He was drinking when he heard me curse Ryan, and he coughed on his drink. He promptly got a glass of water from the barman and drank it.
“But he just asked you to marry him a few months ago, didn’t he?” he remarked in disbelief.
I made my lips into a narrow line. “He did. He said he loved me, but now he doesn’t. He got interested in some girl who joined his office. He is a f*****g cheater.”
“So, you’re not seeing anyone right now?”
“Why? Are you going to ask me out?” I said in a funny way. He laughed a little bit. “Of course not. I don’t go out with anyone.”
I rolled my eyes and said, “Does Alley know?” while I ordered another drink.
I drank the liquid quickly. “No. I don’t want to tell her yet. And you, mister, are not going to tell her either, or you will not like what happens.” I pointed my finger at him and cautioned him.
He gave up and lifted his hands. “I won’t say a word to anyone.” “Good.”
“Are you paying for the drinks?” I questioned him while I ordered another drink for myself.
“Drink as much as you want. It’s free for you tonight,” he said with a wink. I winked back and smiled. “Thanks.”
This time, his eyes weren’t so subtle as they looked at my body. “Sophie, you look amazing.”
“Beautiful enough to make you want me?” I said with a wink.
He appeared a little surprised by what I said, but he immediately got over it and smiled. “Beautiful enough to easily seduce me.”
I leaned in closer and murmured in his ear while batting my eyelashes at him. “Thanks for telling me. I was going to do that.”
I ran my fingertips down his arm and then sat up straight in my seat.
He laughed in a sensual way and ran his tongue over his lips, which made me mentally sigh since they looked so nice.
Then I drank and drank till my knees gave out and my feet were staggering. But my brain was still operating fine. I understood everything.
Liam put his arm around my shoulder to save me from falling, and I laughed at him.
“I’ll take you home,” he offered, and I laughed again and nodded.
He led me to his car, made me get in the passenger seat, and put on my seatbelt. Then he sat in the driver’s seat and revved the engine while asking for my address. And he left the club in his car.
I couldn’t stop swooning over him all the way home. He saw it but didn’t say anything, which made me happy.
The automobile stopped in front of my modest apartment block, and the driver turned to me and turned off the engine.
He questioned, “Can you get back to your flat?”
I didn’t say anything and just laughed again while looking at his lips. “Hey, Sophie, are you listening?”
I nodded.
He let out a sigh. “Can you go up to your.”
I didn’t let him finish. Instead, I grabbed his collar and kissed him hungrily.
He hesitated, and I waited for him to kiss me again, but he softly pulled me away, so I pouted.
“It’s not a good idea,” he said in a hoarse voice.
I held onto his collar with my hands and turned my head. “Why?” “Sophie…”
I moved in closer. “You just said that I could easily seduce you. What happened? What changed?”
He didn’t answer, so I continued, “You can stay for one night, Liam.”
He looked me in the eye for a few seconds, then swore under his breath and kissed me hard.
The rest was a haze.
I remember falling down on my bed with him on top of me.
Sophie’s point of view:
I felt like my brain was about to burst any second as I woke up. How much did I drink last night?
I looked around the room in confusion and then down at myself, recognizing that I was n**e under the covers that were covering me.
What the f**k?
I put my hands on my head and tried to remember everything that happened last night. After about five minutes of attempting to focus, I started to remember things.
I ran into Liam at the bar. He bought me drinks. I flirting with him. He is taking me home. I kissed him. And him on top of me in bed. Awesome!
What did I do?
There were no clothes on the floor, so he must have left before I woke up. I saw a tiny plate on the nightstand with a pill on it that I consume to get rid of hangovers. There was a small round disk-like thing on the plate next to it that covered a glass of water. And a piece of paper on top of it.
I took the paper and read it.
I hope you had a good time last night. Have a good day, Sophie.
-Liam
Who in the world would leave a note like that?
I took the pill with the water and went inside the bathroom to get ready, still not being able to believe I had s*x with Liam. Liam Whitmore.
*****
When I met Alley this morning, I felt strange, like I had done something wrong by sleeping with her brother-in-law. But it wasn’t wrong at all.
I can sleep with whoever I want, and I know Alley doesn’t care, but I still feel weird.
Especially when she talks about how sweet, funny, or annoying he is all the time.
I didn’t tell her anything about Ryan. I didn’t want to tell anyone yet. So, I attempted to hide my empty ring finger from her all day.
It was evening when she spoke. “So, what did Ryan want to talk about?” “Umm…” I thought of a lie. “He didn’t want to talk, actually–”
“It turned out to be a date?”
“Y-yes.” I fakely laughed. “Yes. It turned out to be a date. He…wanted to…umm… surprise me, actually.”
She grinned. “That’s so sweet of him.”
I offered her a phony grin. “Yes. Of course.”
I grabbed up the water bottle to sip some water when Alley pointed towards my hand and stated. “Where’s your ring?”
I hurriedly put the bottle down and placed my left hand behind my back. “It’s at home.” I lied again.
Her eyebrows came together. “But you never take it off.”
I thought about it a lot and said. “I take it off every time I shower, so I took it off this morning and forgot to put it back on.”
“Oh,” she murmured gently and kept cooking the chicken. And I let out a sigh of relief. When she finds out I lied to her, she’s going to murder me. Aargh!
After drinking a couple of glasses of alcohol, I went to the dance floor and swayed my hips while dancing alone, without caring about anything.
I danced with a stranger for a while. I don’t know who he was, but I kissed his cheek and then exited the dance floor.
“I need another drink,” I remarked to no one and went back to the bar. When I bumped against someone’s chest, I felt a little woozy.
The hit made me stagger back, and the person’s hand on my forearm forced me to stand up straight.
“You’re always bumping into me,” the individual said with a laugh. I finally spotted him as I raised my head.
Liam.
He had a little smile on his face as he looked me over from head to toe.
He had on a basic black shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, a pair of black pants, and no glasses.
Always looking hot.
I took a big breath and moved back, and he said hello. “Hello, Sophie.” I bit my lips, and for a moment, his eyes moved over them. “Hey.”
He looked behind me and said, “All alone?” while putting his hands in his pants pockets.
I pushed a piece of hair behind my ear because his focused look made me anxious. “Yes.”
He grinned and made an offer. “Want to get some drinks?” I smiled back at him. “Of course.”
I followed him to the bar, marveling at his back and the way his big shoulders moved as he walked.
I can’t blame myself for looking at him because I’m about to receive my period.
And that jerk is the reason I’m single right now.
He sat next to me on another stool, and I sat down on the barstool. “What do you want to drink?”
“Uh…whiskey.”
He got a whisky for both of us.
“Are you alone, too?” I questioned the barman as he handed us our drinks. “Yes, I’m here for a random inspection,” I said.
I frowned. “Inspection?” He grinned. “I own this club.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that.”
He shrugged and took a drink of his whisky. “It’s okay.”
I took up the glass with my left hand, and he looked at my empty ring finger.
“Where’s your ring? Did the engagement break or what?” he joked. “Yes,” I said with a sour tone.
“Are you serious?” His eyes were on my face.
“Yes. That f*****g bastard found someone better to take my place, so he broke the engagement.”
He was drinking when he heard me curse Ryan, and he coughed on his drink. He promptly got a glass of water from the barman and drank it.
“But he just asked you to marry him a few months ago, didn’t he?” he remarked in disbelief.
I made my lips into a narrow line. “He did. He said he loved me, but now he doesn’t. He got interested in some girl who joined his office. He is a f*****g cheater.”
“So, you’re not seeing anyone right now?”
“Why? Are you going to ask me out?” I said in a funny way. He laughed a little bit. “Of course not. I don’t go out with anyone.”
I rolled my eyes and said, “Does Alley know?” while I ordered another drink.
I drank the liquid quickly. “No. I don’t want to tell her yet. And you, mister, are not going to tell her either, or you will not like what happens.” I pointed my finger at him and cautioned him.
He gave up and lifted his hands. “I won’t say a word to anyone.” “Good.”
“Are you paying for the drinks?” I questioned him while I ordered another drink for myself.
“Drink as much as you want. It’s free for you tonight,” he said with a wink. I winked back and smiled. “Thanks.”
This time, his eyes weren’t so subtle as they looked at my body. “Sophie, you look amazing.”
“Beautiful enough to make you want me?” I said with a wink.
He appeared a little surprised by what I said, but he immediately got over it and smiled. “Beautiful enough to easily seduce me.”
I leaned in closer and murmured in his ear while batting my eyelashes at him. “Thanks for telling me. I was going to do that.”
I ran my fingertips down his arm and then sat up straight in my seat.
He laughed in a sensual way and ran his tongue over his lips, which made me mentally sigh since they looked so nice.
Then I drank and drank till my knees gave out and my feet were staggering. But my brain was still operating fine. I understood everything.
Liam put his arm around my shoulder to save me from falling, and I laughed at him.
“I’ll take you home,” he offered, and I laughed again and nodded.
He led me to his car, made me get in the passenger seat, and put on my seatbelt. Then he sat in the driver’s seat and revved the engine while asking for my address. And he left the club in his car.
I couldn’t stop swooning over him all the way home. He saw it but didn’t say anything, which made me happy.
The automobile stopped in front of my modest apartment block, and the driver turned to me and turned off the engine.
He questioned, “Can you get back to your flat?”
I didn’t say anything and just laughed again while looking at his lips. “Hey, Sophie, are you listening?”
I nodded.
He let out a sigh. “Can you go up to your.”
I didn’t let him finish. Instead, I grabbed his collar and kissed him hungrily.
He hesitated, and I waited for him to kiss me again, but he softly pulled me away, so I pouted.
“It’s not a good idea,” he said in a hoarse voice.
I held onto his collar with my hands and turned my head. “Why?” “Sophie…”
I moved in closer. “You just said that I could easily seduce you. What happened? What changed?”
He didn’t answer, so I continued, “You can stay for one night, Liam.”
He looked me in the eye for a few seconds, then swore under his breath and kissed me hard.
The rest was a haze.
I remember falling down on my bed with him on top of me.
Sophie’s point of view:
I felt like my brain was about to burst any second as I woke up. How much did I drink last night?
I looked around the room in confusion and then down at myself, recognizing that I was n**e under the covers that were covering me.
What the f**k?
I put my hands on my head and tried to remember everything that happened last night. After about five minutes of attempting to focus, I started to remember things.
I ran into Liam at the bar. He bought me drinks. I flirting with him. He is taking me home. I kissed him. And him on top of me in bed. Awesome!
What did I do?
There were no clothes on the floor, so he must have left before I woke up. I saw a tiny plate on the nightstand with a pill on it that I consume to get rid of hangovers. There was a small round disk-like thing on the plate next to it that covered a glass of water. And a piece of paper on top of it.
I took the paper and read it.
I hope you had a good time last night. Have a good day, Sophie.
-Liam
Who in the world would leave a note like that?
I took the pill with the water and went inside the bathroom to get ready, still not being able to believe I had s*x with Liam. Liam Whitmore.
*****
When I met Alley this morning, I felt strange, like I had done something wrong by sleeping with her brother-in-law. But it wasn’t wrong at all.
I can sleep with whoever I want, and I know Alley doesn’t care, but I still feel weird.
Especially when she talks about how sweet, funny, or annoying he is all the time.
I didn’t tell her anything about Ryan. I didn’t want to tell anyone yet. So, I attempted to hide my empty ring finger from her all day.
It was evening when she spoke. “So, what did Ryan want to talk about?” “Umm…” I thought of a lie. “He didn’t want to talk, actually–”
“It turned out to be a date?”
“Y-yes.” I fakely laughed. “Yes. It turned out to be a date. He…wanted to…umm… surprise me, actually.”
She grinned. “That’s so sweet of him.”
I offered her a phony grin. “Yes. Of course.”
I grabbed up the water bottle to sip some water when Alley pointed towards my hand and stated. “Where’s your ring?”
I hurriedly put the bottle down and placed my left hand behind my back. “It’s at home.” I lied again.
Her eyebrows came together. “But you never take it off.”
I thought about it a lot and said. “I take it off every time I shower, so I took it off this morning and forgot to put it back on.”
“Oh,” she murmured gently and kept cooking the chicken. And I let out a sigh of relief. When she finds out I lied to her, she’s going to murder me. Aargh!