by Tia Siren
I stood behind a car and watched them for a while. The woman was stunning, and she played with Emmy who appeared to be fond of her.
Shit, how long has this been going on?
They talked for a while, and I could see that Cam spend a lot of his time smiling. He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a big hug, right before he kissed her. On the lips.
The two-faced fucker. This is more than a number on your cell phone.
She even hugged Emmy, my little Emmy. And she kissed her on the cheek. The woman hugged Cam again and left. I had no idea what to think about our relationship now. I had thought it was sailing along quite nice and now this. I will show him. I’m not going to cave in and call. I will just see Emmy at the day care center once I have started, and that will be that.
I stormed back to the house and was confused and extremely pissed off. My cell phone rang, and it was Jenny.
“Hey, girl, what you up to?” Jenny asked.
“I had something planned, but I have just canceled it. So, I’m not doing anything now,” I replied.
“You fancy meeting a couple of us down at Shooters Bar?” Jenny asked.
“Why the hell not. I will meet you there in a while,” I replied.
I changed my clothes and chose something that would get me noticed. Shooters was a local bar where a lot of the Navy guys hang out. So, I would be able to let my wild child run free for a while. I arrived at the bar and saw Jenny sitting by one of the tables. I headed over to her and we started to chat.
“Where are the others?” I asked.
“They dipped out. It is just you and me, I’m afraid,” Jenny smiled.
If I had not known Jenny any better, I would have thought she had just said that to me to get me here so she could do some flirting with some hunky Navy guys. And, I was in the frame of mind to think it was a damn good idea, considering what happened earlier.
“So, Katie, what did you have to cancel?” she asked.
“It was nothing important. I was supposed to go somewhere, and they had uninvited guests, so I thought it best to cancel, no big deal,” I replied.
“Well, get yourself a God-damned drink, will you? Let’s get this party started,” Jenny said.
I walked to the bar and ordered a beer and tequila. I was pissed off. I was going to show Cam. Fuck him, if he can do things he wants, I will do the stuff I want.
I glanced around the bar and could see that there were already a couple of Navy guys playing pool. They could be good for a distraction.
I returned to the table and placed the drinks on the table. I had just downed my tequila and sipped on my beer. That was when my cell phone rang.
I walked to the parking lot and answered the phone. There was no way Cam was going to talk his way out of this one. He had gone too far. I felt sorry for Emmy that her dad was a cheater and a liar, and he had used me all the way through.
“Hello,” I said in a rough tone.
“Katie, I was waiting for you and you did not show up. Is everything okay?” Cam asked.
“Everything is fine, I’m out with friends at Shooters, so I’m busy this afternoon,” I replied.
“I just expected you to come around, that’s all,” he said.
“Well, if you want some company, why don’t you just call up your other woman, or your girlfriend, or whatever the fuck she is, and ask her to go around,” I snarled.
“Katie, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Cam said in a confused tone.
Go on Katie. Let him have it.
“Well, you should have thought about that earlier, shouldn’t you?” I hissed.
“Listen to me Katie. I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about, I promise,” Cam said. He sounded upset.
Cam pleaded some more and tried to assure me. He had no idea what I was talking about. I had enough, and seeing him with that other woman was proof that he would say anything to try and get out of it.
“I can tell you sound upset, but I couldn’t really give a damn at the moment,” I snapped and hung up the phone.
I would usually feel a little sympathetic with Cam after all we had been through, but not this time. My eyes had not deceived me. He had hugged and kissed another woman who he apparently knew.
She was no stranger, so it must have been going on for a while, even before we met.
“Rough phone call?” Jenny asked.
“Man problems. You know when they get clingy and start apologizing, it makes me sick,” I replied.
I knew that was not entirely right about Cam, yet I was infuriated and just wanted to let off some steam.
“Hey girls, we saw you sitting here, all lonesome. You fancy shooting some eight ball?” the guy asked.
“You have a name?” I asked.
“Sorry, I’m Jamie. And my good friend over there is Roberto, but we call him Rob. He thinks Roberto sounds gay,” Jamie said.
“It sounds very tempting. We’ll come over in a while, maybe,” I said and flicked my tongue over the tip of my bottle.
“Okay. We’ll wait for you,” Jamie said. He looked a little hot under the collar.
“Shit, Katie, let them know what’s on your mind straight away, why don’t you?” Jenny said.
“It’s one sure-fire way of making sure they won’t look at anyone else. Mark my words, no matter who walks through the door.”
“Undivided attention from the two SEALs, very smart. I take it all back,” Jenny said with a smile.
We chatted some more and made use of the free drinks that the waiter continued to bring us, courtesy of Jamie and Roberto. They were unable to take their eyes off us, and were keen for us to join them at the pool table.
“Whatever you do, don’t let them know that you can play pool. Even if you know you can beat them, they will get pissed, and they will also want to show you how to hold the cue, which can be fun,” I explained to Jenny.
“Okay teach, I will do as you say. But it would be good to stuff them for a few games. We could beat them like we used to,” Jenny replied.
We sauntered over to the two guys and made our introductions.
“This is Jenny, and I’m Katie,” I said with a smile.
“Well, you know my name Jamie, and this is Rob, also known as Roberto,” Jamie said.
“So, how do you play this game?” Jenny asked as she put on a confused look.
“The aim is to hit the white ball and this, in turn, hits one of the colors, which should hopefully go in one of the holes,” Roberto explained to Jenny.
“Come on Jenny, have a go. Grab the stick,” I said.
The two guys laughed between themselves.
“It is not a stick. It is a cue,” Jamie giggled.
Jenny leaned over the table and held the cue. I could see the look in her eyes that she wanted to show the guys what a real pool player can do, but she just went along with it. She pulled back the cue and struck the white, and it shot off at a forty-five-degree angle.
“Oops, I’m not sure that was supposed to happen,” she said.
“Here, let me have a go,” I said.
I removed my jacket and I could see Jamie gaping at my breasts. I had only worn a very skimpy top, and he was enjoying every single second of it. I leaned over the table and held the cue.
“Am I holding it right, Jamie?” I asked.
“Hang on, I will help you,” he replied.
Jamie leaned over me and placed his hands on mine.
“You hold it this way; hold it tight and wrap your fingers all the way around it,” he whispered into my ear.
Jamie pressed his hips against me, the bulge of his cock throbbed against my leg. He was not as big as Cam. I wasn’t interested. Not in the slightest.
I pulled the cue back and struck the white; this one hit the blue and slowly rolled down the table.
“Well Jenny, at least I hit one,” I said with a giggle.
We continued to play and flirt with the guys, and I could tell that they thought they were on to a wi
nner. I knew Jenny wouldn’t be interested in Roberto, and although Jamie was a bit of a hunk, he was younger than me, and he just wasn’t Cam.
Neither of them had charisma, that real x-factor that drew you towards them. They were just two guys from the Navy who were out and hoping to get laid.
Not tonight boys.
I thought of Cam and what his reaction would be after I told him I was at the bar. And would he just ignore it? Or would he do something rash? But, either way, it was his choice, and I wanted him to know what it felt like for once.
Jenny made her excuse and visited the ladies room. I hung on Jamie’s arm.
“Come on Jamie, show me again,” I said and I leaned over the table.
Jamie leaned over the top of me and placed his hands on mine.
“Holy shit, you will never guess who has just walked into the bar,” Roberto said excitedly.
Chapter 25
Cam
Katie hung up the phone on me, and I was pissed. She just shoved something in my face, and I had no idea what she was on about. She had said she had gone to Shooters Bar, and I knew exactly what that place was like. She had chosen the one bar that could be at the worst possible location to take something out on me. It was the local haunt used by many of the Navy personnel to let off some steam, and it was the one place that a lot of girls went when they wanted to catch the attention of the guys from the Navy.
I strapped Emmy into her car seat and fastened her into the back of the car. Owen had agreed to take care of Emmy, and I couldn’t believe I had to stoop that low again and ask him to babysit. Owen had told me his new girlfriend was excellent with kids, so Emmy wouldn’t be a problem. I had hoped he was right about this. Owen was bad enough, but throw a stranger into the mix, and I was not happy. At all.
I arrived at Owens house and dropped Emmy off with him. I had said I wouldn’t be too late as I was just going to get Katie and have it out with her why she was so off.
“So, Cam, what’s so important that you have to run off so fast?” Owen asked.
“Just a small problem with Katie. Nothing for you to worry about. And, before I forget, you have a few things at my house that were dropped off earlier,” I said.
“Ah, I see. Don’t tell me Katie saw you with my ex. Damn her. She always makes things difficult,” Owen said.
“Well, that isn’t your fault. Just make sure Emmy is okay, that is your concern,” I said as I walked to the car.
“She will be fine. The new one loves babies, especially the practice part,” Owen replied with a huge grin.
It was Owens ex she saw. Fuck!
I left Owen’s house and was halfway to Shooters when it made sense to me. It was Owen’s ex who Katie must have seen me with. We had been outside talking around the time that Katie would have come to play with Emmy. God-damn Owen; he even gets me into trouble when he’s not involved.
I arrived in the parking lot of Shooters and could hear the faint sounds of music blaring from the bar. I had been here a few times when I was younger, and it could get pretty rowdy. A few memories of when I was younger came flooding back, and many of the times I had visited here, I had caused trouble. I was sure that wouldn’t be the case tonight.
I strode across the parking lot and opened the door. The noise from the jukebox hit me like a tornado. How anyone could talk above this noise was beyond me, and I could see no enjoyment in having music this loud, no matter how good or bad it was.
I took three of four steps inside, and I could hear a few “ooh’s” and “aah’s” around me. Everyone had their eyes fixed on me, and it was most likely the effect of the video on the internet, the one of the kid who I had knocked senseless at the first party I had gone to with Owen. The whispers spread and a few fingers were pointed in my direction, but it did not seem to attract too much attention once you had stepped away from the doorway.
I hope there are no cell phones filming. I wouldn’t be able to explain that one for sure.
I glanced around the bar, and on my first scan, I couldn’t see any sign of Katie.
Damn you, Katie, if you told me the wrong place.
I looked around the bar again and could see a couple of kids by one of the pool tables. I noticed the one kid mouthed something to the other, and pointed in my direction. He stood to look and I could see Katie lying over the edge of the pool table. The kid had been lying over her, and probably would have agreed to show her how to hold a pool cue.
I stormed across the bar toward the pool tables and could already see that they were navy guys, just by the cropped hair, the overly pressed shirts and the smell of their cologne, Testosterone.
I could see Katie stand as I got closer. She glared at me and looked as pissed off. It was obvious she had underestimated me and the whole situation.
“Katie,” I said in a commanding tone. “I need to talk to you, now!”
“Go away Cam,” Katie said as she turned her back on me.
I hope she fucking has the sense to listen to me.
“Will you just hear me out for a moment,” I pleaded.
“So where is she, Cam? Hey, where is your girlfriend? Or do you just want another piece of me for a change?” she asked angrily.
“Listen to me. It’s what you think. You have got it all wrong,” I added, giving her a look of warning. The little brat needed to be laid across my legs and to have her ass spanked good and hard.
“I fucking saw you, Cam! You hugged and kissed her. And it certainly looked like something was going on from where I was standing,” she snapped.
“Listen for a minute, will you!” I reached out and grabbed her, pulling her closer as I gritted my teeth.
“Have you been lying all this time?” Katie added.
I encouraged her physically to come and stand in a quiet area so I could explain. She resisted at first and then thought it was wiser if she did.
“I will tell you exactly who it was you saw,” I said and looked deeply into Katie’s eyes.
“Yes, you will.”
“And you will be shocked once you realize how wrong you were to misjudge,” I added.
“Go on then, enlighten me. I suppose it was just an old friend,” she said.
“The woman you saw ,e talking to is Owen’s ex-wife. She had just popped round and brought some of Owen’s things which he had left at the house. He can no longer get in as she changed the locks, and it’s been a such a long time since I have seen her, and that hug was a friendly gesture for someone who is going through a rough time,” I explained.
Her eyes were like steel.
“That’s all there is to it; nothing more and nothing less. Two old friends catching up for a few minutes, and don’t forget she’s Emmy’s godmother. So she’s going to be around forever. Stop being an ass and just ask.”
I also explained to Katie that neither Owen or his ex-wife wanted to see each other anymore. That is why they had agreed on something and used me as an intermediary.
I told her how she had remained in the house, and Owen had moved into an apartment closer to the base until the divorce had finally gone through and then a decision could be made about the house. I also explained that I had to leave Emmy there again and I was not happy about Owen taking care of her this regularly, no matter if his new girlfriend was good with children.
“You okay there, Katie?” Jamie asked from behind me.
“Leave it, Jamie, you don’t know who…,” she started to say.
“Yes Jamie, step back before you regret it,” I snarled.
Jamie placed his hand on my shoulder and spun me round. He held the pool cue in his hand and threatened to take a swing.
“I’m not afraid of you,” Jamie said as the pool cue shook in his hands
“Go on, try it and see how far you get,” I said and stared into his eyes.
Jamie thought he would be the one who took down the great Cam Cross.
Fuck, not today sunshine, or any other day for that matter.
Jamie swung the pool cue
with all his might, and I raised my arm to the side of my head. The cue struck my arm and I grabbed the end as it came to a halt. Jamie stared at me in shock. I think he expected a different result to happen.
Jamie, you have a lot to learn if you want to be a SEAL.
Jamie let go of the cue and a paleness washed over his face. The pool cue shattered as I swiped it against the pool table and shoved the one piece against Jamie’s throat. I pushed Jamie back towards the pool table, and he leaned over backward.
I pinned him down against the green cloth and his breath became shallow as I started to slowly crush his windpipe with the pool cue. His hands tried to grip at the cue and I knocked them out of the way. Jamie’s arms flailed wildly as his breath became lesser and lesser. He hit the balls across the table, and it was ironic… he potted the black.
Game over.
“Cam, stop it, you will kill him,” Katie said as she stepped towards me.
“Well this is his unlucky day. He touched the wrong person,” I replied and shoved the cue harder into Jamie’s larynx.
Jamie had interfered with me at the wrong time. He was on the wrong end of my temper and I was going to teach Katie a lesson. Fuck, and it looked as if the lesson was using Jamie to prove it to her, once and for all.
Katie pulled desperately at my arm to get me to release Jamie. But my arm was locked and I pushed with my body weight. Pulling my arm served no purpose, and Jamie would pass out before I could be released that way.
“Cam, stop it, please,” she said as she tugged at my arm.
“Why should I stop? Fuck, he just… he shouldn’t have,” I replied. I could hear Jamie gasping for air.
“Cam, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, not his,” Katie squealed. “I was angry with you, and I just wanted you to feel what it was like to be cheated.”
“He should have said no at the start,” I said and bore down on Jamie.
“It was me. I should have said no,” Katie said as she continued to tug at me.
“Just to remind you, Katie, I never have, nor ever will cheat on you,” I said and stared into her eyes.
“Cam, think about it please. Who will take care of Emmy if you get in trouble?” Katie said in a calm and soothing voice.
