Boomer

I knew I was staring, but I couldn't help it. I never expected to run into someone like her here or, honestly, anywhere, not someone who struck me so forcibly with just one look. When I came sidling up to Torpedo, Londyn, Lyric, and Sin, I didn't notice someone crouched down until she stood up. Then, oh, did she catch my attention.

I hoped I hadn't been too obvious with my perusal of her, but I was a man. I'd have to be gay or dead not to. She was one stunning woman. Studying her from afar again, I let it all sink in. She was of average height, so it made her about a foot shorter than me. She appeared to be around Londyn's age, and I knew she was twenty-nine.

Bella had light golden sun-kissed skin. Her hair hung in waves just below her shoulders. It was eye-catching. Most of it was dark red, but the underside of the back was black. It worked for her. Her face was a perfect combination of high cheekbones, a slightly pointed chin, full pink lips that begged to be kissed, and a delicate nose. Her eyes were the real shocker. At first, they appeared to be a pretty light blue color, but when you got up close, and believe me, I got as close as I could without creeping her out. You could see they had a dark blue ring around them. Her dark lashes made them stand out even more.

Now, most women I knew, other than the old ladies, seemed to rely on a lot of makeup. I wouldn't say it was something I liked, but they seemed to think they needed it, so who was I to say differently? All I wanted was in their pants, so they could wear whatever they wanted as long as I got that. This meant highly made-up faces were the norm. She was nothing like them.

The blush on her cheeks, I would bet, was from the sun, not makeup. Her lashes had a little mascara on them, and her eyes were lightly lined in a coppery color. I'd bet money those pink lips were her natural color, and based on the slight sheen to them, she had balm or something on them. As if that wasn't enough, she had a killer body.

She was dressed in jeans and a light brown long-sleeved shirt with wings across the front. They fit her shape. Around her waist, she had a leather belt with a large buckle on it. On her feet was a pair of cowboy boots, and I could tell they weren't for show. She wore them often. Her clothes accentuated her shape, which made me half-hard just looking at her. She had a more-than-decent rack on her. I gauged her to be a C-cup. She tapered down to a smaller waist, which then swelled out to wider hips. When she turned away the first time, I saw she had what people called junk in the trunk. I had to keep from moaning. I liked breasts, but I loved a phat ass. She had it in spades.

It was hard to walk away and let her go with them to be introduced to others, but I did it. The reason was a good one. As much as she had impacted me, I wasn't planning to do anything about it. She was Londyn's friend, which put her in the hands-off category. That was hands-off for anything other than a serious relationship, and as of a couple of weeks ago, I'd come to a decision. I wasn't going to be one of the guys who settled down. I was better off having fun when and where I could. I was over being brainwashed. However, to play fast and loose with one of the old ladies' friends, and believe me, Londyn was Torpedo's old lady, even if she didn't know it yet, would get my ass handed to me by more than just Torpedo.

So what if I gritted my teeth more than a few times as I watched the others flirting with her? It was bad enough to see Ashes, Vicious, Daredevil, and Dragon flirting with her and checking her out, but I had to watch as Malik and Arek did the same. I kept my distance even though I'd told her I'd see her later.

I was doing a good job, I thought, until I literally almost ran into her and Londyn as they came out of the bathroom together. I heard laughing as the door opened and saw Londyn making kissing motions toward Bella as she said, "Come on one more kiss."

For a moment, I didn't know what to say. They burst out laughing and were holding each other up. I couldn't help myself. I smirked at them. "Is there something you should tell Torpedo?" I asked them.

Bella was the one to answer me. "Yeah, he needs to know Londyn is mine first and his second. He'll have to deal." She was grinning as she said it, and Londyn was, too. I watched as they walked around the corner, and then I heard them lose it, laughing. I shook my head. I guess they had more to drink than I thought. Torpedo was gonna have his hands full.

I used the bathroom and then headed back to the common room. When I got there, I saw that most of the old ladies and kids were gone, and the other women had started to arrive. Good. It was time to find someone to blow some steam off with.

I was seeing a few candidates and was just about to make a move when I heard laughter. I recognized it as Bella's. She seemed to be happy. What was she still doing here? Diane, Sadie, and most of the others had left. I followed the sound of her laugh. When I caught sight of her, I clenched my fists. She was at the pool table with Malik and Arek. They were standing close to her, and I could tell by the looks on their faces that they were flirting with her. Whatever they were saying had her smiling and laughing. She smacked Malik on the chest, and he put his hand over hers to hold it there.

Instantly, any desire to be here or to find someone to take back to my bed and fuck evaporated. All I wanted to do was march over there and punch both men. Hell no. Forget it! You're not doing that. She's not yours, nor will she ever be. Get a hold of yourself before you do something stupid, I lectured myself. Scowling, I turned and headed for my trailer. It seemed I needed to work harder to break away from the brainwashing. I had confidence I could do it. I just needed to work on it longer and avoid her while I did.