Evelyn’s Knight
Chapter 1
“Natalie are you sure about this?”
“You worry way too much Evelyn, this will be fun! Don’t forget to bring your cards in-case you want to bid on one of the hunks, not to mention the fact that this is going to be all for charity.”
“Well if anything goes wrong I’m blaming you.”
“Nothing is going to go wrong, in fact I would think that you’re going to be glad you came with me. Now let’s go before I drag you out the door with me,” said Natalie grinning.
“Ok, fine, let’s go,” grumbled Evelyn.
Soon after they arrived at the busy entrance of the club and looked around and read the big sign standing out in the lobby.
Annual Bachelor Firefighter’s Charity Auction
All proceeds will go to the Burns Research and
Treatment facility.
All proceeds will go to the Burns Research and
Treatment facility.
Tonight at 7pm
“Ok we’re here now, you can’t back out like I know you want to,” said Natalie.
“Like I’ve had any choice... let’s just enjoy it then,” said Evelyn.
“That’s the spirit, even if nothing comes of it, we’re going to be spending the next two hours drooling over hunky firefighters.”
“You got that right,” said Evelyn distractedly as she watched a tall muscular man walk past her carrying a large bag.
“Mmm, I like your taste girl, he’s scrumptious. Why don’t you bid on him?”
“How do you even know he’s a firefighter?”
“Look at his boots, it’s pretty obvious to me and that bag he’s carrying would have his uniform in it.”
“If it makes you happy I will, bid on him, then you can stop nagging me,” said Evelyn.
“Yay, we’re going to have a lot of fun tonight girl, just you wait and see. I read up on this earlier, if you win you get taken for a private dinner date with your firefighter at a high class restaurant nearby. And I am certainly planning on snagging one of these hunks tonight for some fun,” said Natalie.
Evelyn grinned, she knew her friend was a wild one, she hardly ever took risks and now it was even more restricted after she dumped her cheating boyfriend. Tonight would certainly be an adventure, that was one thing for certain.
An hour later and after six hot and hard bodied hunks had been auctioned off to the screaming gaggle of women surrounding them, she felt a lot more relaxed. She was determined to break her funk and do this, Natalie had already bid on three of the previous guys, she knew she needed to put a bit of effort in here. She did after all say she was going to bid on one of them.
“Introducing our next bachelor, Christian Cardenas, he’s 26, and been a firefighter for four years. He enjoys surfing and sailing and also on occasion enjoys para-gliding. His favoured date location is a pumping club. Please give him a warm welcome!” called the announcer as the next man stepped forward.
Soon she was looking at her friend mouth agape at what she was hearing, “$500!” she called. There was no way she’d be able to afford that much, it looked like it would have to just be a bid to please her. Then she couldn’t nag once it was over with.
“One final call for $700,” called the announcer.
“$720!” called Natalie.
Once the announcer declared it done Evelyn with a pointed look directed at her friend said, “Girl are you crazy? You spent that much?”
“It felt like he was watching me the whole time, I just had to win this time,” she said,
“Ok then, I obviously won’t be able to afford a date with one of them then.”
“Let’s just see, if you like any of the remaining guys enough,” she said.
Christian walked over light glimmering over his chest as he jumped off the stage and jogged over to them. “What’s your name gorgeous?” he asked as he grinned at Natalie.
“Nat...Natalie,” she stammered.
“I’ll come and collect you at 9pm for our date, don’t go anywhere,” he said and walked away, she was glad she didn’t bid on him. He seemed a bit too cocky for her tastes, but he was perfect for Natalie.
“What a killer body, and oh god that grin of his, I think I might be in love,” said Natalie.
Evelyn grinned and said, “No, that’s lust, looks like you’re going to get what you want out of this night.”
“Oh I certainly hope so, I don’t know how I’m going to survive a dinner with him, without wanting to rip off his clothes and do him there on the table.”
“You naughty woman, but at least he seems to be as wild as you,” said Evelyn.
The announcer’s voice cut their conversation, “Introducing our next bachelor, Nick Donovan, he’s 27 and has been a firefighter for three years, he enjoys horse riding and hiking through bushland and exploring caves, his favoured date location is a nice quiet restaurant. Please give him a warm welcome.”
Nick stepped out onto the stage and her eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets, it was him, the sexy hot man she spotted in the lobby. But now he was dressed in his turnout gear that he was slowly stripping off. His piercing gaze roved the room, just the way he commanded the stage promoted hot flushes to bloom all over her.
She think she might have groaned, she wasn’t sure when he pushed his pants down to pool around his ankles. Her eyes were locked onto his glimmering chest and the thick bulge in his boxers. His powerful muscles flexed as he showed off his tight hard physique. Then he was looking directly at her, her breath caught in her throat as his eyes bored into her with hot searing intensity. She knew what she had to do, she had to win. He was going to be all hers tonight.
A broad grin stretched over his face as he broke contact with her, a whole body tremor washed over her. That man was hers, he walked to the back of the stage after pulling his pants back up and refastening them, “Can we start the bidding at $200?” called the announcer.
A flurry of fast and hard bidding passed over her as the totals quickly reached $600, “Do I hear $700?” asked the announcer, the woman that had been furiously battling the others shot her hand up. She needed to dig deep and win here.
“$900!” she screamed, Nock turned and looked at her with an eyebrow raised he was just as surprised as she was. She certainly hadn’t intended to spend quite so much, well it was noodles and rice for the next two weeks while she paid back what she owed. The woman that had been battling the others glared at her with such malice she thought the woman was going to combust. It was a silly thought, but Nick was certainly worth it.
“Do I hear anymore bids?” called the announcer. “Going, once, twice, three times, Sold!”
“Oh My God! I can’t believe you just did that Evelyn! Way to break your shell in a big way! Have fun with him,” said Natalie. As Nick approached her like a panther on the prowl.
“I’ll pick you up here at 9pm for our date, I look forward to it,” he said, he grinned at her broadly showing her a big white smile with dimples creasing his cheeks. Then he turned and walked away, her eyes locked on the powerful flex of the muscles of his back.
“Damn, that guy makes Christian look like a scrawny kid in comparison, looks like you won big girl,” said Natalie.
“It’s his confidence and commanding presence that makes him so much sexier, I think I might have the same problem. I’ll probably be hard pressed to keep my jaw shut. It must be our lucky night, we’ve scored the hunkiest of the hunks,” said Evelyn.
“Damn straight, damn still forty minutes to go!” sighed Natalie.
“And you’re the one that wanted to come and watch the hunks,” chuckled Evelyn.
“I know but I’m so hot right now I feel like I could burst,” she said over the announcer’s voice.
“Just enjoy the view and we’ll be done soon enough, I’m anxious too, I just hope Nick is worth the $900 I forked out.”
“Eve, the man has a perfect body, his voice gives you goosebumps as I can see your arm... he likes horse riding, of course he’s going to be worth it.”
“I suppose, and don’t doubt Christian I saw the way he was looking at you, I can predict that after dinner you’ll end up getting hot and sweaty with him in a club then you’ll end up in bed,” said Evelyn smirking deviously.
“Thanks, now that I have my hunk it doesn’t seem like these guys are even that hot,” said Natalie.
“That’s because they’ve probably already gone through the hottest guys, this guy loves himself.”
Natalie snorted and said, “I can see, it’s such a turn off.”
The last half an hour passed as they giggled over the remaining bachelors taking their turn on stage.
“God, that last guy was so cocky,” said Natalie.
“He’s bitten off more than he can chew there, the winner is going to eat him for dinner. She’s a dom, she’ll have him handcuffed to her bed if he doesn’t watch out.
“How do you know that?” asked Natalie.
“I’m a massage therapist, I know people so, I can tell a few things about people, for example I know Christian is just right for you. You’re gonna have a lot of fun and here he comes like sex on legs,” she said.
Christian approached with a broad grin, his short brown hair combed back and gelled with a dark blue silk dress shirt and a tight form fitting pair of dark coloured jeans. “Ready to go?” he asked extending his hand to Natalie.
“Go have some fun girl, I’ll talk to you tomorrow when we go out for lunch,” she said.
They quickly left making haste for the exit, she looked around watching the firefighters all dressed up escorting their dates away from their tables. She just about fainted as she spotted Nick approaching her, his short dark brown hair had been straightened and stiffened with gel. A big white smile on his face making his dimples crease.
A grey suit jacket accompanied his steel grey and black dress shirt with tight almost painted on black jeans, he really was swoon worthy. As he approached her, he reached into his jacket and extracted something, her eyes widened as the fattest looking rose she had ever seen made an appearance. The multi-layered petals and the beautiful fragrant scent reached her. She loved the strong scent of roses, they were so expensive.
“A beautiful rose, for a beautiful lady,” he said as he reached her. He had no idea why it felt necessary to romance her, but it felt right somehow.
“Nick you didn’t have to do that, it’s lovely, thanks,” she said.
“We’re going to an Italian restaurant, I hope you like pasta,” said Nick.
“My favourite food, especially creamy pasta,” she said grinning.
“Perfect, it’s my favourite restaurant too,” he said.
She walked behind him as he lead her outside, she licked her lips as she watched the flex of his ass and thighs while he walked towards the exit.
“It’s not far from here, I know the owner, so we can get seated quickly,” said Nick as they reached his car. A sudden hot thought of her shoving him against the door and yanking his pants and shorts down and then devouring his cock sent hot flushes all over her body.
He unlocked her door and opened it for her, he was a real gentleman too, it was way more then she had ever gotten with her pig of an ex. She sat down on the seat and clipped her belt into place.
Nick took the time she used to situate herself in the seat to take a deep calming breath, he needed to control himself before sitting down, good thing he had his jacket or he’d be feeling more embarrassed then he already was. With just a look she had him hard as a pole.
He opened his door and slid into his seat careful to drape the edges of his jacket over the bulge in his pants and shut the door. “What’s your name?” he asked.
“Evelyn, let’s have a nice time,” she said as he pulled out of the parking lot.
They drove towards the restaurant in tense silence, the heat simmered between them, normally she would have been talking about everything and anything with the hunk next to her. But the heated tension between them stayed her tongue, she didn’t want to do anything to risk her chances with the man.
With the stiffness of his shoulders and the way his hands clenched the steering wheel she knew he was feeling exactly the same, she grinned. She looked down at the jacket covering the bulge in his tight pants and had a naughty thought of reaching over him and unzipping him and pulling his thick cock out to stroke and tease.
A hot flush passed over her at the naughty thought, the car rolled to a stop as Nick pulled the car into a parking space out the front of the restaurant. He quickly got out of the car and walked around to her side and opened the door for her, she grinned at him and said, “It’s nice to see chivalry isn’t dead.”
He grinned at her and took her hand escorting her to the entrance of the restaurant, “Hey Nick! Regular table?” greeted the usher.
“Not tonight Paul, I got a beautiful woman with me,” he said with a grin.
“Come right this way, I have the perfect seats for you,” said the usher. He directed them through the relatively busy restaurant, until they came across a section of the restaurant with a few tables, only one of them being occupied with a couple.
“We just set up this area a few nights ago, it’s our private couples dining area, the menus are on the table, a waiter will be with you shortly to get your orders. Have a pleasant evening,” said Paul as he left the room.
Nick pulled out the chair from the table and gestured that she sit, he was certainly a real gentleman. A keeper that was for sure, she chastised herself then for having such a thought. Such a refined man wouldn’t be looking at somebody like her as a long-term partner especially not after she paid practically a fortune just to be here on this dinner with him.
As Nick took his seat she said, “He was exceptionally friendly with you.”
“Yeah, it pays to be friendly to the boss’s son, my father owns this restaurant,” said Nick.
“So this is you ‘knowing’ the owner,” said Evelyn. He certainly wouldn’t want her permanently, not with his charming personality and his good looks. His parents probably expected him to marry somebody a lot more high class then her.
He grinned and said, “Yeah, my father was a waiter here when he first started he worked his way up to manager then he bought the place when the old owner retired, the food here is the best.”
The thick sexual tension that had been vibrating through them had lessened slightly, but every time he flashed that gorgeous smile at her a hot flush passed through her. She was a sexy confidant woman, she would do this without embarrassing herself. She would compose herself and act normal as she possibly could.
She picked up her menu and looked through it, the pricy figures next to all of the dishes made her want to collapse into a heap. She was already so far in it, why not indulge in it. “So what do you do for a living?”
“I’m a massage therapist, sometimes a psych therapist too, some clients bring in all their baggage as well. There’s nothing for them to do really but to talk, sometimes it gets frustrating though.”
“How is that?”
“Like do I really need to know that your boyfriend dumped you? Or that your neighbour irritates you? I’m a masseuse not a quack, I have no idea what gives people the impression that I can help them with those sorts of issues,” she said then clamped her mouth shut. He was probably thinking she was a chatterbox now with her rambling on the way she was doing.
She almost sighed again as he flashed his killer grin with his gorgeous dimples and said, “Sounds pretty challenging at times, its similar to some of my job situations. You have to deal with sometimes hysterical people. Some of the time, the victims themselves are more dangerous than the fire you’re rescuing them from.”
Before she could answer the waiter stepped up to them and said, “Are you both ready to order?”
“Yes, I’d like the chicken pasta,” said Evelyn.
“I’ll have my usual.”
“Ok, Creamy pasta with chicken strips and pasta with meatballs, they should be ready in 15 to 20 minutes,” said the waiter as he stepped back away from the table.
“You’ll love it, I’ve tried it a few times. But I like the meatballs best,”
“How often do you come here?” she asked.
“Every week, I also do it to visit my father, he needs a bit of company every now and then. My mother passed away a few years ago, she developed a brain tumour, doctors said that it was in-operable.” If he could have he would have kicked himself, he had only ever shared his private pain with his fire unit and only after a few months of them prodding him with questions.
“That’s sad, though I’m glad you have such a close relationship with your father.”
“Thanks, so what made you go into massage therapy?”
“I like helping people, most of my clients seem to be construction workers or emergency personnel, but there’s also the patients that have chronic pain issues. It’s the sense of helping people feel better from daily tension and stress. What made you decide to become a firefighter?”
“One thing is that you get this wicked adrenaline rush when you’re heading into intense situations, rescuing people that would have been killed without your assistance generates this peaceful feeling that settles inside of you. Knowing that you’ve saved some people’s lives, life is precious it can’t be regained if it’s lost unlike most possessions.”
She smiled at him as she listened to his passionate declarations about the job he clearly loved doing. “It’s also just about being there, supporting the victims. Especially if they’re in a vehicle smash and you can’t get them out until a way is cut into them, just holding their hand giving them that life line is a special feeling.”
If she didn’t watch out she could see herself falling in love with this man, which would be highly impractical. He lived for the thrill and excitement of his job, her relatively tame and mundane existence couldn’t possibly hope to hold his interest. She would have to make every single bit of their time together last.
They made some small talk and discussed their hobbies until the waiter came back with their dinner plates and silently devoured their meals. After she had finished, Evelyn dropped the fork on the plate with a clatter and leaned back into her chair. “That was certainly the best pasta I’ve ever had before.”
Nick grinned and looked at her, his eyes searing her. “I’ll have to tell Dad that, that was his recipe.”
She stifled a groan, again she pictured ripping off his clothes and riding him on the table. Nick picked up the napkin and wiped the sauce from his lips and dropped it back on the table. “Do you want to leave?” he asked with a slight hint of huskiness in his voice.
She was going to have this man tonight, she didn’t care she was for once taking the risk. She hoped she didn’t end up regretting it. “Sure, where do you want to go?” This was it, it was up to him now.
Heat crawled over his body at her words, she was leaving the decision up to him, butterflies fluttered in his stomach he had to take her offering or he’d be kicking himself in the morning. “I was thinking your place, we could have a drink.”
“Sounds nice, lead the way,” she said.
“Did you drive here tonight?” he asked.
“No, my friend did, so you have nothing to worry about on that count.”
As they passed the front counter Nick leaned over it and said, “Paul, add the dinner to my tab, I’ll pay next time I come to visit Dad.”
“Sure thing Nick, have a nice night,” he said.
He took her hand in his and led her outside to the car and opened her door for her, I wonder where he picked up all his charming manners from, she thought as she slipped inside the car and buckled up.
Once Nick sat down in his seat, the sexual tension between them snapped and bubbled, almost reaching boiling point. She resisted the urge to reach over and kiss him, if she did that now she knew what would happen.
Nick stifled a groan as the fiery hot look from Evelyn as she looked over him set him hard as a post again. He pushed his jacket over the thick bulge and started the car. They drove towards her apartment in tense silence. Only broken by her directions, he was crawling out of his skin, he didn’t know what he’d do if she rejected him now. She was a classy lady, someone who he didn’t think he’d meet tonight.
Soon they were pulling into the apartment garage, the sexual heat simmering around them, beginning to reach boiling point. He opened the door and stepped out walking around to her side and opening the door for her. He took her hand and shoved the door shut, tension strained his body as he resisted the urge to throw her against the car hood and ravish her.
She would have laughed at his tense poise if she wasn’t feeling exactly the same thing, somehow she doubted that, they would even get to her bedroom before they were all over each other. She opened the door and let Nick lead her inside. “Which room?”
“107,” she had always thought her apartment number was a sign of good luck. And in many ways to had been, once they reached the door she unlocked it and pushed it open.
Well, I guess this one might work....lol!!! I loved this. The tension, build up, then the ease into the leaving us HANGING!!! LOL, good job!
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