Page 10 of Riding My Dragons

We started walking down the tiered rows of seats and I called out to her, “Jenna!Hey, Jenna!”

She looked in our direction and we saw that she was surprised to see us—pleasantly, I hoped.

As we got near to where she was sitting, her surprise turned to curiosity, which I took as a good sign.“Oh.You guys.Byron, right?You gave the speech at the museum.And…”She pointed to my friend, trying to remember.

“Cade,” he reminded her with a smile.

“Right.Cade,” she said.

There were a couple of empty spaces on either side of her, and Cade and I helped ourselves to them, putting her between us.And not for the last time, we hoped.

“What brings you guys here?” Jenna asked.

“Great place to watch the race,” Cade replied.

“Oh.Right,” said Jenna.“And…don’t tell me.You have bets on it, don’t you?Elliot said you like to bet on his events.”

“He’s a champion,” said Cade.“Champs pay off.And it shows our buddy that we support him.”

“With a little bit of an ulterior motive,” I said.

I studied her reaction to that.I was a little concerned that she might find us a bit crass.Thankfully Jenna seemed more amused than judgmental, which I took as a positive sign.

She eyed us a little more curiously.“You want to see Elliot’s race—with a bunch of college students?”

“We want to see Elliot’s race,” I replied, “with you.”

Jenna looked carefully at me on one side of her and Cade on the opposite side.I measured her reaction and put on my most sincere face, and so did Cade, as we had both agreed we’d do.I watched Jenna for any sign of apprehension, fear, suspicion—anything to suggest she was wary of us, or that she would turn hostile or bolt and run.If that happened, not only might we lose our chance with her, but Elliot might miss out on ever seeing her as well.We would ruin Elliot’s chances of ever being with her again.The next few seconds could be crucial.

Jenna asked the next natural question.“Why?”

“Because Elliot said he liked you,” I replied.

She actually seemed a bit wary now, and I started to get worried that we had gone about this whole thing the wrong way.I began to think Cade and I should back out of this whole thing and let Elliot put in a good word for us later.We might still salvage this situation that way.

All she said was, “I see.”

“We’re good guys,” Cade assured her.

“Yes, we are,” I said.

“And you are Elliot’s friends,” she said, pondering aloud.

“We sure are,” said Cade.“And Elliot’s the best.”

“Hmm…,” she said, sighing, a bit dreamily, looking off—or probably looking into her recent memories.She knew for certain that Elliot was the best, after all the times he fucked her and was gentle and passionate with her, giving her his body and his prick and making her feel like the luckiest woman on Tellus.

Jenna faced me and said, “So you’re like a representative of your family, then.You have family who are in the government—the House of Dragons?”

“That’s right,” I said.“I’m a General Assistant and Liaison for public Affairs.A fancy way of saying I make sure we look good to the public and business people and so forth.”

“I see,” said Jenna.Then, to Cade, “And you…?”

Cade replied, “Nothing as fancy as Byron.I’m what you’d call an errand boy.My family’s in services to businesses.Whatever my family needs done to get their business done, I do.I contact people, make sure deals go smooth, make sure all clients get what they need.We’re buyers for all kinds of businesses .We’re part of the supply chain, you might say.”

“Oh,” said Jenna.“Well, it sounds like you have nice jobs.And…,” she sighed a bit again, “you are Elliot’s friends.”She took on a far-off look again, as if she were still in Elliot’s bed—under Elliot.

“And Elliot is the best,” I reminded her again.

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