Chapter III

As the night were getting more deep, the inside of the bar are the opposite. The immensely bar are still lively and filled by the deafening music. The dance floor also was occupied of crowd. Moreover the colored lights added the ambiance of the bar to make it more lively.

However the strobe light was makes Clairol's head getting worse. Her vision are started to getting blurred and the surrounding are dancing. She shut her eyes while trying to massage between her brows before drunkenly grinning.

It's been a long time that she experienced this kind of night again. For the past few months, all she did was drowning herself from work. But once a year, she visit this bar and grab a drink.

She just let herself to take a break from everything, whenever this day will come. The day when she lost her both parents. This became also one of her routine whenever the death anniversaries of her parents.

She just only decided to grab a drink tonight and go home but she found herself drinking beyond of her limit.

She may have a high tolerance from alcohol but tonight she really messed up and got wasted instead.

Clairol already foresee that she will cursing the liquor and blaming it for the hangover tomorrow.

She push the hair that covered her face, before raising her hand again to the bartender and ordered some another shot of martinis.

Despite of her blurry vision, she can still clearly read the hesitation from the eyes of the bartender.

John— the assigned bartender was hesitant. He was having a short dilemma if he was going to serve the drink from the drunk woman customer. He can tell that she's already drunk and it will become more dangerous for her, especially she's alone and without a companion.

Without thinking; a lied voluntary escape from his mouth. “I'm sorry, Ma'am. But the martinis was already out of stock.”

Clairol's laugh out loud after hearing the bartender said.

‘Out of stock, really?’

Clairol tried to wipe the tears that fell from her cheeks for too much laughing.

This young bartender are such a clown.

“If you're going to lie, then try harder. What a naughty boy?” She said while still chuckling.

“You heard her right. Be more a good liar, not a joker.” a baritone voice of a man suddenly appeared at the back of Clairol.

Clairol almost jump out from the shock, but luckily she stopped herself.

She already lost count of the time that passed that she was still here. But within the time that she was enjoying herself as her own companion. She already lost count of how multiple men tried to hit her. That makes her already used from their different types of wooing her. But somehow, there's something different in this man voice that makes her shiver. His deep baritone voice was sending a chills to her bones.

Clairol turned around to look the owner of that voice. But she almost fell to the ground from her sudden move.

Thanks for this man fast reflexes, Clairol's didn't ended up kissing the floor.

“Woah. Careful, woman.” Draven said while helping the woman to make her sit properly and help her to lean on the bar counter.

Clairol just giggle and said her thanks to Draven.

“You're already wasted and messed up.” He said with a serious face.

“Well, I'll take that as a compliment then.” Clairol said. She tried to face the bartender again to order a drinks when she realize that the man in front of her was already standing between on her parted legs.

How did it happen?

“You know, you look like someone that I've known.” Draven felt a pang on his chest when a sudden face of a woman appear to his mind.

A face that he was longing for so long.

Draven's only plan was to grab a few drinks together with his friend tonight, before going back to his company and continue to finish the pile paperworks that awaited for him. Not until someone caught his attention. And the next thing that he know, he just found himself standing infront of this stranger woman that who's really look like the same to his late wife.

“Oh, how many times should I supposed to hear that?” she grinned. “Well, how is it? I guess that she's also beautiful like me.”

Draven just looking at her intently. She really look like her a lot. Those eyes, those smile and those voice.

Drowned from his own thoughts, it's too late for Draven to realize that he was already slowly caressing the face of the woman infront of him.

Clairol's look surprised from his sudden move. But there's a part on her to let this stranger man from what he was doing. And she just found herself closing her eyes while enjoying the warm sensation that gives to her heart.

“Yeah. A beautiful woman, she looks like a Goddess.” Draven voice became husky while whispering to Clairol's ear.

Clairol can't help to shut her both eyes and bit her lower lip when how she found his voice so sexy to her ears.

When Draven finally realize what he was doing, he tried to stand up straight. But because the liquor are starting to kicking at him, he almost stumbled.

Clairol's also saw it and without hesitation, she use her both legs to hook the legs of Draven and pull him closer to her.

Disbelief was plastered on Draven face. He also put his both hands from the each side of the woman to locking her at the bar counter, while trying to not fell from the woman infront of him.

“I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.” Clairol's said in a shaking voice. She also put her legs down again. She can feel the burning on her cheeks, from her both ears and through the back of her nape.

Draven faced getting darker while looking at her in eyes. But something caught his attention and accidentally fell to the exposed cleavage. He tried to look away but his eyes ended up fell from Clairol's legs.

She was wearing a short black dress, that makes revealed some parts of her skin. She's also sitting not properly that makes the hem of her dress got up and exposed her bare legs.

Clairol tried to follow the eyes of the man and caught him from where his eyes are feasting.

“Enjoying what you see?” She tease at him.

“Yeah.”

Draven said without thinking. He was tempted to touch it but he tried to stop himself. He don't want to scared this woman infront of him and take advantage of her drunk state.

Clairol's blush and feel a dryness on her throat.

She cleared her throat to get his attention away from her legs.

“Please eyes up here.” She bravely said when ashame suddenly hit her.

“And excuse me.” She tried to get her legs to put it together but the man still standing between on her.

Clairol's just shook her head. “Uhm, Can you move backward a little bit?”

“Oh, right. I'm sorry.” Draven chuckle and he move backward like what the woman said.

Clairol's decided to call the night and go home. She still have an early job for tomorrow.

She tried to pull herself, so she can get down from the bar stool. But after seating for a long time, her knees are getting numb, that makes her almost fell again if she didn't hold the man in front of her.

“Opps. Sorry.” when she accidentally put her both hands on his chest to pushed her weight on him.

Draven catch her by snaking his arms to her small waist.

“It's okay.” Draven said out of breath.

His rational thoughts are getting cloudy. The desire also evidently on his eyes.

Clairol's hitching her breath when she saw the face of Draven.

She can't deny that this man infront of her was really a handsome man. He also had a well built in body that makes any woman will crazy for him.

“Uhm, I gotta go.” Clairol said almost whisper when she feel weaken all of a sudden.

“Where?” Draven still looking at her intently while he was slowly guiding her body swaying for a dance.

“Go home.”

Clairol tried to not get distracted from the man—doing to her body.

They were closed to each other. Coincidentally, the music sudden change into a romantic music that pushing their awkward bodies into a fluid rhythm.

“It's too early.” Draven said while they continued dancing slowly.

“I have still work tomorrow.”

“How about I send you home?” Draven suggest. He don't want to end his night like this. There's something on this woman that makes him doing some unthinkable.

Maybe because she looks like his wife perhaps? He knows he is jerk to see this woman as his dead wife. But he can't help it and keep blaming the liquor for his actions.

“I don't even know your name.” Clairol chuckle.

Draven smile at her and tried to extend his right hand.

“Hi, I'm Draven.”

Clairol was still chuckling, while she tried also extend her right hand to shake his hands.

“Opps. Wrong hand.” Clairol chuckle that makes Draven laugh also.

“By the way, I'm Clairol.”

They were both still laughing while shaking their hands.

After that the music change again. The dj announcements coming over the loud speaker as making the crowd getting more out of control once again.

“Should I send you home now?” Draven said.

But because of the loud music, Clairol can't even heard him properly.

“What?” She shouted.

“I'll send you home.”

They were both shouting to each other.

Clairol just shook her head when she can't still heard him clearly. She decided to lean her face closer on Draven face. She tiptoe because the man infront of her was kinda tall , she was only on his shoulder level. She put her both hands to his shoulder and put her weight on it.

Draven got glued from he was standing and his breath hitch.

“Can you say it again?” Clairol shouting on Draven's ear.

She tried to make her ear closer to Draven mouth when someone accidentally push Draven into her.

Clairol's heart beating so loud when she felt the hot breath on Draven nose caressing to her cheeks and feel the warm lips on the side of her lips.

With wide eyes and disbelief, she pushed him away with force.

“I'm sorry.”

Draven still looking at her. His mind got blank and without thinking, He crouch his head to capture and taste again the lips of Clairol who's still in shock.

Clairol's can't believe what just happened. She just found out herself, mimicking his lips and tounge movements the same intensity he gives to her.

She snaked her both arms into Draven nape to make the kiss more deepen.

Clairol's can't think properly anymore. Her mind went blank and let herself drowning to Draven kisses.

She tried to break the kiss when she starting to feel out of breath. She don't have a big lungs for a long kisses. However, before she can finally catch her breath, Draven attack her lips once again through pushing her head closer to his face to deepen the kiss.

“Wa-”

“Let me ca-” she was getting cut off everytime she tried to tell him to stop.

She don't want to be fainted just because of the kiss.

With all of her strength. She pushed him away.

“You- you a vacuum man! Can't you just let me catch my breath for a minute?” She said between of her heavy breaths.

Draven still in shock while looking at her. But after he finally understand what she said. He laughed out loud.

“What did you call me, woman?” He ask her while amusingly looking at her.

“A vacuum— what?”

Clairol's blush and look away.

Draven pull her closer to him using his hand that rested on her waist to hug her.

“What a cute girl?” He teasing her.

Clairol's give him a glare.

“Are you blind? What a cute girl are you talking about? Are you referring to me? Can't you see that I'm a fine woman?” She said with full of annoyance.

“Yeah? You're really cute girl indeed.” Draven still didn't stop from teasing her.

He was having fun to seeing her reactions. It was so satisfying.

Intoxicated from the liquor, Clairol's rational thought have been swept away.

“This cute girl that you're calling was a fine adult woman that makes you breathless.” She said without of the last string of her patience.

“Really?” Draven give her an amused look.

“Really!” Clairol snapped.

“Then prove it.” Draven whisper to her ear.

With full of determination to prove herself. Clairol hold the nape of Draven and she push it close onto her face.

It's too late to realize that Clairol was getting baited from the prey's trap.

She just realized after one next morning, she wake up naked under the quilt with a splitting headache and a sore all over her body.

However, when she saw the back of the man who's sleeping peacefully beside of her. She just realized that she messed up big time.

Without wasting anymore time. She picked up all her clothes that scattered from the floor and still panicking while wearing them back. After that she left the room without looking the face of the man who got her first time.

When Clairol was already on a cab, she feel something weird on her down there. She give a kinda hard facepalm herself when she realized that she forgot to wear the panty.

She accidentally left it there!