It was Friday night and the club I worked in was very busy. I work there on weekends as a bouncer. Not much goes on there but it pays well and watching the women on the dance floor was a bonus I always enjoy. Being near campus made it a prime spot for the students to blow off steam.
Anyway, it was Friday night and I had managed not to pull door duty, which I hate because all the action is on the dance floor. I stood by the floor and watched, keeping my eyes open for inappropriate behavior. That's when my eyes fell on a gorgeous redhead. She was dancing with what I assumed was a group of her friends. She had shoulder length hair and beautiful green eyes. She had small breasts and a very curvy set of hips. She was wearing a very short skirt, which showed off a wonderful set of legs, muscular yet feminine.
I watched her for hours and she never seemed to get tired and since nothing was happening I kept myself entertained. I watched as guy after guy approached her and I assumed asked her to dance and was summarily dismissed. With a skirt like she was wearing and looks like that I figured guys were what brought her here. Evidently I was wrong, which intrigued me to no end.
She stayed until closing and left as I closed the doors. That's when I made eye contact and her smile made my stomach tickle. That feeling made me feel like the biggest loser. I'm a fairly good-looking guy and am in very good shape so a smile from a lady wasn't uncommon. This smile was different, warm, sweet and innocent. The kind of smile that would make your mind blur and cause you to think with something other than your head.
Just a few minutes later I was out the door and on the way to my truck. That's when I heard a heated argument. I jogged around the corner of the building and there she was, arguing very excitedly with one of the guys she had turned down earlier. He called her a tease and a bitch, not very nice. Then he hit her with the back of his hand. In two long strides I grabbed him and twirled him around. He immediately swung at me. I easily step out of the way and knocked him out cold with one solid shot to the jaw. As he fell I turned to the gorgeous redhead.
"Are you alright, miss?"
"I think so," she said.
"That looks pretty nasty," I said as I looked at her cheek.
"I'm okay," she told me, "thank you."
"No problem, let me call the police real quick and I'll stay out here with ya until they get here."
"You don't have to call them, I'd rather just forget this all happened." She said meekly. "Well at least let me drive you home."
"I appreciate the offer, but my car is over here." She motioned over to a little red Miata.
"Well have a great rest of the night miss." And I turned to walk away.
"Tisha..."
"What?" I asked.
She smiled and said, "My name...it's Tisha."
I returned her smile, "I'm Jay...wish we had met under different circumstances."
As I walked to my truck I heard the little whine of her Miata drive away. I thought about her the rest of the night, to the point of only getting 3 hours sleep. It has always amazed me that women can have such a strong effect on guys. At least it amazed me until this redhead happened to me.
When I got to work on Saturday night Tisha was already there and dancing. I had to trade so I could get floor duty, but I got it and spent the night watching her. She knew it too, because she made eye contact on and off all night. I was completely entranced. A huge fight could of broke out right in front of me and I would've never noticed. Needless to say my hormones were raging before the night was over.
About ten minutes until I usually locked the doors, she approached me. She had a little grin on her face and her green eyes were twinkling. Immediately I suspected something was up. She had a slight bruise from the blow the night before, but even that didn't detract from her beauty.
