A Contract With Him

“Oh Kim, don't look like that, we're here to have fun. The way you look, a guy will never dare to come to our table, "

Betsy grinned, poking her sister Kimberly on the side. Kim rolled her eyes in annoyance." You know I don't like going to those sheds, "she said grumbling.

"Come on, the 'Aquarium' is a disco and not a shed, and we agreed that we want to have a nice evening tonight." that we hang out in a disco and you scoff at every guy who walks by. "

Betsy stood up, shaking her head." Flirting would be good for you, too, but if you don't want to, just sit here and get bored, I'll go now dance. ”

Betsy walked away and Kim saw how she hopped across the dance floor with a blond man shortly afterwards. She sighed softly. Yes, Betsy was probably right, she should treat herself to a little fun again. But since her father died a little over a year ago and she took over the running of the company, she had other things on her mind than parties and men. Actually, she had only gone into this shop tonight for Betsy's sake, she would have preferred to have a glass of wine at the Italian restaurant. She had to get up early tomorrow and knew that Betsy would not be leaving so quickly.

So for better or worse she would have to spend the night here, too, and the next day guaranteed to come to the office completely exhausted. She didn't like the view at all, and she wondered if she should order a taxi and go home should,

and the two of them sat down at the table with them. "Well, he doesn't look like a zombie," Betsy whispered in Kim's ear, giggling, and then turned back to John.

Kim glanced unobtrusively at Ryan and had to agree with Betsy give. No, it was by no means ugly, on the contrary. He seemed a little older than John, was tall, slim, and as far as she could see in the dim light of the disco, also muscular.

Dark, short hair, a distinctive face with gray eyes, which, however, also looked less than enthusiastic. Kim and Ryan sat in silence at the table while Betsy was chatting animatedly with John. At some point the two disappeared again onto the dance floor, and Kim felt himself anything but well. She considered if she shouldn't say goodbye and go home on some pretext. "I hate places like this, and if John wasn't my best friend I'd sue him for pain and suffering," Ryan said suddenly, and Kim laughed "I feel the same way, Betsy dragged me here too."

Ryan turned his head and looked at Kim carefully, their eyes met for a brief moment. "Then why are we still here? Wouldn't we rather have a glass of wine somewhere in peace? I think they can do without us, "he suggested.

Kim swallowed, she hadn't expected that. What should that be now? Was he going to tow her away? Spontaneously she wanted to say no, but she didn't like the prospect of staying in the noisy disco either, and a glass of wine in a quiet atmosphere was exactly what she had longed for all evening. Besides, they would be sitting in a pub, and if he intended to be intrusive, she would know how to defend herself. So she nodded hesitantly.

"Come on, let's get out of here," he said, took her hand and pulled her through the dancing crowd to the exit.

A little later they were sitting a few streets away in a small Italian bistro and enjoying the peace and quiet and the delicious wine.

Ryan was nice and charming, behaved courteously, and Kim was more than comfortable around him, so she slowly began to relax, they chatted casually about all kinds of things and completely forgot the time until the landlord appeared at their table at some point and told them regretfully that it had to close now.

"Oh God, is it really that late already?" Kim exclaimed, aghast. “I have to go home as soon as possible, I have to get up early in the morning."

They left the bar and as a matter of course Ryan accompanied them the few streets to their parents' house. "Well, thank you for the nice evening and for being with us," said Kim, embarrassed when they were standing on their doorstep.

"It was really a nice evening, at least the last part," smiled Ryan, stepping a little closer to Kim.

"See you again?" he asked softly, looking deep into her eyes. Kim held his breath, his gaze making her heart beat faster, and for a split second she wished he'd kiss her. As if he'd read her mind, he came up closer once more and leaned down to her. His lips were gently and at the same time determined on her mouth.

She felt his warmth, could smell his aftershave, and somehow it felt so damn good that she began to kiss him back on her knees softly. Ryan pulled her close, kissing her more and more passionately, and she wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled up against him, but at that moment she suddenly realized that she had only known this guy for a few hours. Presumably he had only been to the disco anyway