Continues from here.
I stood at the bar looking at my half finished scotch not brave enough to look Adam in the eyes and wondering just how I was going to answer his question about where the events of the last few days left us. My heart obviously wanted us to be together, it kept repeating that Adam was lured into the toilets by Jason, that he wasn’t there for the same reason as Jason and that he stopped things before anything happened. That made things right didn’t it? Maybe, but my brain kept asking why didn’t he see the trap, why was he so naive to fall for it? Truth was I really didn’t have an answer.
“Christie?” Adam’s voice broke my little trance. “Where does this leave us babe?”
“Adam,” I started wondering what words would come next because my brain certainly wasn’t offering anything up. “I…Umm…” I was still waiting for my brain to wake up. “Maybe you should walk me back to the motel.” I finally said wondering where those words came from..
“Are you sure?” Adam replied obviously not quite believing what I had just said, and to be honest I wasn’t sure I was believing it either.
Just in case my mouth didn’t agree with my brain I simply nodded and drained the last of my scotch. It was a quick burn down the throat, but one that didn’t bother me.
“Do you want to leave separately so there is no comments?” Adam questioned.
“Fuck them!” I replied in a quiet voice.
My usual limit for after gig drinks was two scotches and sometimes I just sat on coke all night but after four scotches in less than two hours I could tell from my use of the F word that my tongue was a little looser than usual. I wasn’t drunk but I also didn’t need any more alcohol even though we had no gig the following night and I could sleep all day.
“Let’s just get the f…I mean let’s just leave.” I said picking up the language before it happened and changing the sentence.
We both stood up together and began walking towards the door. I could see smirks on the faces of a few of the guys around the table, there was even a few nudges of elbows as attention slowly turned to the two of us walking towards the door together. I thought about making a scene, I thought about grabbing Adam and planting a huge kiss on his lips just to give the guys something to talk about when we were gone but instead I chose a more subtle approach. I reached out with my right arm, wrapped it around his waist and pulled him closer to me as we walked. By the time we were at the door Adam had raised his left arm and placed it over my shoulders and his hand was draped down my left arm.
As we stepped up to the automatic doors I heard someone, I wasn’t exactly surely who, call out, “Go for it Adam!”
As we stepped through the open doors I heard Dean’s voice, not angry but definitely forceful. “Shut the fuck up Danny, and if I hear another comment from anyone at this table you’ll be looking for another job tomorrow.”
“God bless my brother and his traditionally protective ways,” I thought as the automatic doors closed.
Adam and I walked out into the cool night air, there was a few clouds in the sky but the lights of New Orleans ruled out any chance of seeing stars. Stars are one thing I really missed when I was in the cities, there is something about being under the stars that makes a person happy. As we walked, arms around each other, I imagined there was stars in the sky above us.
During the 15 minute walk, we took the long way enjoying the night air, we spoke but it was just about the weather, the gig and other band related stuff, not once did our personal relationship come up. I’m not sure if Adam avoided such conversations in fear of saying the wrong thing and ruining what we had or if like me he just didn’t want to talk about it in public, even if public was the 3am stragglers of New Orleans, but I was thankful for it.
When we got back to my room a thought jumped into my mind and reminded me that I had only asked Adam to walk me back to the room, I hadn’t asked or promised anything else. Now a normal person might have just ignored such a thought and invited him in anyway but I think I’ve proven through my writings that I’m not a normal person. I also thought it was time Adam and I tried to get back to our old silly acts of joking and making silly bets with each other.
As we stepped up to my door, our arms still around each other I reached forward with the key, unlocked the door and pushed it open. I then let go of him, stepped away from his arm and stood in my open doorway.
“Thank you for escorting me back Adam, it was a very pleasant walk and I really enjoyed your company.”
I could see the saddened look on his face, I don’t know if he thought such a lovely walk was as good as an invite to my bed or not but I’m sure he at least expected to be invited in and I wasn’t even making it look like that was going to happen.
“Oh well I guess I’ll see you in the morning, if you and Dean want to meet and haven’t seen me just give me a buzz. Thanks again. Bye!”
Even before he had a chance to reply I started pushing the door shut. I was slightly surprised that he said nothing other than goodbye but I guess he was stepping slowly thinking it was thin ice he was walking across. When the door was fully closed I thought I heard an audible sigh from the other side of the door, but I couldn’t be sure.
I walked to my bed, sat down and counted to sixty then picked up my cell phone and dialed Adam’s number. I knew his cell had caller ID but I didn’t let that stop me, as soon as I heard the call go through I spoke quickly not giving him a chance to say anything.
“Hello, is that Hunk’s for Hire? I’m looking for a hot, sexy hunk that knows the right things to say to a woman and knows what they like. Have you got one?”
“Nope sorry, you’ve got the wrong number.” came the reply before Adam hung up.
“Shit!” I thought, “How the hell could he not have picked my voice or seen my number?”
I hit redial quickly and within a single ring Adam answered.
“I just told you, you have the wrong number!”
“Adam,” I spoke loudly down the phone but before I got another word out I heard two words from the other end of the phone.
“You bastard, Adam!” I replied knowing he’d gotten the better of me, but he’d hung up on me again.
I was just about to hit redial and have a go at him for beating me at my own game when I heard a knock at the door. So I ignored it!!