Cold Showers

Chapter Two

“You are proving hard to get when I’m trying to help your life!” Sebastian spoke as he sat on an empty stool beside the woman that refused to come to him.

Jayda was about taking another shot when she heard the voice, the voice sounded angry and irritated but for some unknown reasons, it sent shivers down her spine.

She looked at the owner of the voice and for once she forgot how to breathe. Hot and sexy would be an understatement to describe him. He was even looking hotter in his suit. She would have mocked him about wearing a suit to the club but on her way in, she noticed a couple of others with suits too. Perhaps they all came straight from work.

As soon as Sebastian looked into the lady’s eyes, he went still. He never expected the person who refused him to be this beautiful. He saw dried tears on her face and for some unknown reason, he felt the need to ask what made her cry, comfort her and let her know everything will be fine.

Sebastian snapped back into reality when he realized he was overthinking. It was not his business to know or find out what had happened to her but on the other hand, he couldn’t help but ask.

“Who made you cry?” He asked with a very concerned voice, almost not believing the statement came from him. And for a moment, he felt like strangling the person that made her cry.

“Who knew you could be so caring after lashing out on me with your first statement?” She mocked after which she gulped down another shot, making it her fourth shot.

Sebastian ignored her reply and asked again. “Who made you cry?”

“Apparently, my boyfriend broke up with me. Not that I blame him for doing so. I never took our relationship seriously.”

“I’m sorry about that,” Sebastian said, still surprised that he apologized to her. The word “I’m sorry” was something he hardly said to people even when he was at fault. It was as if someone else was in control of his speech.

“Thanks,” Jayda muttered, already wondering why she told a stranger about her problem.

Jayda was about to call the bartender to order for more shots when Sebastian stopped her. “You’ve had enough already.” For some reason, he wanted her to stay sane.

“Whatever I do here is none of your business Mr?” She asked for his name.

Sebastian chuckled in disbelief, this was the first woman he met who acted like she doesn't know who he was. 

“You don’t know me?” he asked surprised, almost feeling hurt.

She rolled her eyes, “If I knew who you were, would I be asking you what your name is? Dumbass!”

She called him dumbass and he wondered why he didn’t get angry. If the word “dumbass” came out from any other person, he would have destroyed that person within a snap of his fingers.

“I thought the waiter told you my name. Anyways, I’m Sebastian Miller.”

“He told me but I wasn’t paying attention to what he was saying. I’m Jayda.”

“You’re beautiful, Jayda.” He whispered.

Another shiver ran down her spine as her name rolled off his tongue. She tried to hide her blush, “I’m sure you say that to every girl you meet.”

He leaned closer to her “I hardly say those words to people. I mean it. You’re very beautiful.”

Jayda could feel the tiny hairs at the back of her neck stand as his breath fanned against her skin.