by Tia Siren
“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, and 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 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 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 since 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 as 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 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 as I 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 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 on your lonesome, you fancy shooting some eight ball?” the guy asked.
“You have a name?” I asked.
“Sorry, 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 as I flicked my tongue over the tip of my bottle.
“Okay. We’ll wait for you,” Jamie said as 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 is 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 said giggling.
Jenny leaned over the table and held the cue, I could see the look in her eyes 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. And he was not as big as Cam. I wasn’t interested. Not in the slightest.
I pulled the cue back and struck the white cue ball, this 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 they thought they were on to a winner. 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 toward 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 had told him I was in 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 had to visit the ladies room, and I hung onto Jamie’s arm.
“Come on Jamie, show me again,” I said as 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 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, and I 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 around 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” as I stepped inside. Everyone had their eyes fixed on me, and it was most likely to the video on the internet 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 as she laid over the edge of the pool table, the kid had been laid over the top of her, and probably said he would show her how to hold a pool cue.
I stormed across the bar toward the pool tables, and could already see they were Navy guys by the cropped hair and 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 as I felt. 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 sense and listens 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 not what you think. You have got it all wrong,” I added giving her a warning look. The little brat needed to be laid across my legs and 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 wiser of it.
“I will tell you exactly who it was you saw,” I said as I 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 talking to me is Owen’s ex-wife. She had just stoped by 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 nor 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 home. I also explained that I had to leave Emmy there again and I was not happy about Owen taking care of her 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 scared of you,” Jamie said as the pool cue shook in his hands
“Go on, try it and see how far you get,” I said as I 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 I shoved the one piece against Jamie’s throat. I pushed Jamie back toward 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 less, he hit the balls across the table, and it was ironic… he sunk the eight ball.
Game over.
“Cam, stop it, you will kill him,” Katie said as she stepped toward me.
“Well this is his unlucky day, he touched the wrong person,” I replied as I 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 by using Jamie to prove it to her once and for all.
Katie pulled desperately on 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 as 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 on.”
“He should have said no at the start,” I said as I 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 will I ever cheat on you,” I said as I 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.
I looked into her eyes, and I knew she meant every single word she had said, the pain had welled up with the tears, and she seemed genuinely sorry for the trouble she had caused.
Her voice of reason snapped me out of it. I was inches away from permanently making my name in history, and it wouldn’t have ended in a good way, both for Jamie and for me if I had continued without Katie’s persistent pleading.
I would have gone down like a fallen war hero, and my name would have been wiped of all the good things I had already done. The words of Owen. “The great Cam Cox” would no longer leave the same ring to the many Navy personnel who passed through that base, or any other base each year.
My photo would be removed from the wall of the Admiral’s building, and no picture would remain a solitary reminder of what once was. I let loose the piece of the pool cue and watched as Jamie stood, he gasped for breath, and he rubbed his neck as the color slowly started to return to his face.
“Scram, get out of here,” I said to Jamie.
“Come on Roberto, let’s get out of here,” he said to his friend.
I laughed to myself as Roberto spoke. “Right behind you, I got your six.”
I turned to Katie as the two guys made a quick exit and placed the broken piece of a pool cue on the table.
“I suppose you feel good about yourself,” Katie said to me as she released my arm.
“I would have felt better if you have not misunderstood the situation. I’m not sure what I need to do to make you understand,” I added.
“Well, how do you expect me to react?” Katie said.
“Better than this.”
“You have to look at it from my side as well you know. I have tried,” she added.
“Well, enough of that here. Just get yourself outside, and get your ass in the car,” I said as I grabbed her arm and started to march her to the exit.
I glanced around the bar and noticed there was luckily no one with a cell phone and much of the action had taken place away from the view of a lot of people.