Chapter 4 Club

"Are you okay Ruth? What got you all riled up?" Robert asked, taking a step forward but pausing in his tracks when she glared at him.

"you have the guts to ask me if I am okay? If you care then leave right now." She yelled,

Robert took long strides towards her and hugged her, she tried fighting him off but he was too strong for her. "I don't want to hurt you, Ruth, I mean no harm." He said still holding her.

"Just leave," she said,

"I made dinner and I won't leave until you've eaten something." He said, Robert always gets what he wants either by hook or by crook.

"Not today please," she begged, She stopped struggling and just let the warmth of his skin comfort her although he was the reason why she was angry.

"Let's go to bed then," he said like it was normal.

"What?" Ruth asked, she pushed him and took a few steps back.

"What?" He tilted his head to the side, he took slow strides toward her.

Ruth didn't understand, one moment he was comforting her and the next minute he was throwing himself at her. Robert held her against the wall, his eyes traced her skin, and they lingered on her slightly exposed boobs for a little longer time than expected.

"What about my request Ruth? Let's be friends," he muttered, he suddenly took both of her hands above her head and lifted her chin with his index finger.

"Ro..Ro...Robert, please step back." She stuttered,

"Why? Do I turn you on? Do you see me in your dreams? You can't stop thinking about me?" He continued questioning her.

"Didn't you say you made dinner? Let's eat." She said,

"I changed my mind, let's go out tonight. Tomorrow is a weekend and I know you don't have work tomorrow, let's go out tonight." He took a step back.

"I am too tired, please not today. I'm not in the mood for anything right now." she begged but Robert wasn't going to let her go.

"So I'll pick you up in fifty minutes, if I come back and you are not dressed then I'll bathe you myself and, we are going to a club." He left before she could utter a word.

"Ugh." She groaned in frustration, "I guess I'm going to a club." She muttered, "this should be fun." She continued.

She opened her closet and glanced through it, she took a short yellow off-shoulder gown that left a little for the imagination, she took a bath and applied her body lotion. After putting on light makeup, she tied her head into a tight ponytail before she wore the gown, it stuck to her like a second skin.

"I'm going to have fun tonight, since you don't want to leave me alone, let's play the game together." She muttered, she looked at herself in the mirror again and smiled.

Fifty minutes later as he said, Robert walked into her room like he owned the place, he whistled when he saw her clad in the dress. "You look sexy," he complimented. "Are we going or not?" She asked, Robert was surprised by her sudden interest, she didn't want to go minutes ago and now she is rushing him

"After you my lady," he placed his hand on his stomach while the other was stretched out, he stood by the side making way for her.

He straightened, the lines that had formed on his white t-shirt, and he walked behind her. He couldn't help but stare at her ass as it moved whenever she took a step, Robert ran his hand through his hair dishiving it.

He tugged his hands inside the pockets of his ripped dirty jeans, and the white sneakers he had on his legs made a click-clack sound whenever he took a step.

"My lady," he muttered handing her one of his helmets,

"We are going on your motorcycle?" she asked, her voice laced with fear.

"Yes, are you scared? I won't let you get hurt plus I'm a skilled driver," he said. He took the helmet from her hand and placed it on her head, got on the motorcycle, and held her hands.

He placed both of her hands around his waist when she got on the bike, he wore his helmet and ignited the engine. The drive to the club didn't take too long. They stood in front of a club in less than thirty minutes, he was truly a skilled driver.

After securing their ride, they went to the front part of the club. There was a long queue. Robert held her hands and together they moved to the front. The man standing in front of the door didn't bother to ask him any questions, he let them through.

"Why did he let us in just like that?" She asked,

"Because I'm a regular here and you are with me." he informed her, he looked for a seat and they sat on it, it could contain four people.

The loud music didn't sit well with Ruth, she has never been a fan of clubs because of the toxic smell of alcohol, cigarette, and sweat. But she had to come here today because of Robert.

Female strippers walked around the club wearing just V-string lingerie, Ruth felt uncomfortable, she wanted to go back home and get under the covers of her warm blanket. It's Friday, what is the best way to spend it if not to sleep till it was ten the next morning?

"I'll get us drinks, you are still uptight, the alcohol we help you loosen up." He muttered and left even before she could reject the offer.

"What's up with him? He always acts like he knows what is best for me," she mumbled.

Robert came back minutes later with two glasses of alcohol, one had a pink color at the bottom and orange on the tap. The glass had a straw on one side and an orange on one side of the glass. While the other glass had an amber color.

He handed the glass with a straw to Ruth, "what is this?" She asked, she had never had a drink with mixed colors before.

"It's sex on the beach, try it out and tell me what you think about it." He said, Ruth, looked at the glass for a while before putting the straw into her mouth.

The drink had a sweet taste but it left a bitter aftermath taste in the mouth. "What do you think?" Robert asked,

"It's not bad, but I don't like the bitter aftertaste," she said truthfully.