Free Sweet Sins by Madison Kent

phone began its incessant ringing and Adam was sure it would be either Patty Jo or his mother.
                  “Come on, let’s go to Cowboy . The only person I want to talk to right now is you.”
                  Cowboy was a great change of pace. It had recently opened, as had many others, with a country theme. The movie, Urban Cowboy , had inspired a faux country trend. None of the themed country bars actually played country music but almost all had mechanical bulls and Texas style décor. The mechanical bulls were a rage and guys and girls alike tried their hand at riding them.
                  There was a line outside the door, as usual. Even though it was a Monday, the sultry weather beckoned you into its arms to enjoy the night.
                  Security went down the line checking ID’s and dress code. When they reached them, the bouncer spoke to Adam, “Sorry, you can’t come in without a shirt collar, new rules.”
                  Adam was wearing a muscle shirt, the kind that made him look like a gift from the Gods.
                  “You’ve got to be kidding,” Adam said disgustingly. “Arianna, stay in line and I’ll check in the car to see if I have a shirt.”
                  She watched his magnificent body move and again felt the joy that he was hers.
                  He ran back and shook his head that no shirt could be found. “You go in and get us some drinks. I’ll go back and get a shirt. I shouldn’t be more than 30 minutes. With the bike, I can race through traffic. Get us a place near the video games so I can challenge you.”
                  Except for slow dancing, billiards’s, video games and air hockey were the things he liked to do when they were out clubbing. They were a great billiard team and won many a game. They both craved the competition and delighted in winning. She could beat him at pool and at the video games—not always— but often enough that it made him crazy and he was always looking for a rematch.  When playing pool, most of the time they’re challengers were two men, and they always thought they would win with Arianna in the mix. However, she had been playing for several years and had even taken lessons and wasn’t bad at all.
                  She headed for the video games and then decided to deter to the bar for a Margarita, the night’s specialty priced drink. Injury from Adam still fresh within her, she did something she never did. She actually noticed all the delectable bronzed men prowling the room. Tampa Bay did not want for gorgeous men.
                  A burnished raven haired boy brushed passed her and stopped abruptly a heartbeat away.
                  He quickly began a conversation, “I hope you’re here alone because if you are, you won’t be any longer.”
                  Even though she had heard similar comments like this before and usually rolled her eyes, it depended on who was speaking them. His pale aqua blue shirt opened down to the tip of his tan pants. He had a baby’s whistle clean look about him. She liked that. She unexpectedly felt herself attracted to him. She was waltzing on very dangerous ground. Adam would be back shortly and this was crazy even talking to someone else. A stranger’s presence now, with all that had happened to rock their relationship, could be deadly right now. She knew if Adam caught her flirting with anyone, his fragile mental state between them might not survive it.
                  It was an uneven ground knowing that what she would endure for their love to continue was not what Adam would.
                  “Interesting that such a handsome guy should be conquered so easily.”
                  They both laughed as he introduced himself. “I’m Craig and I know you have been waiting for me, I can see it in your eyes.