Page 55 of Heat It Up (Off the Ice)
We enter the sports bar and no sooner than we sit down, the waitress appears at our table. We order beers and she leaves, with Nik studying her ass as she walks away. I check out the menu. Nik does the same once the waitress is out of sight. A soccer match plays on the large screen TVs throughout the place. Unlike most of the patrons here, we don’t bother watching it. It’s just background noise for us.
The waitress returns a few minutes later with our drinks. As she places the beers on the table, she leans over, flashing her ample cleavage from above the low cut t-shirt. Nik practically drools on the table.
“Would you like anything else?” she asks, making eye contact with each of us in turn. We tell her our orders. I expect her to leave but she doesn’t. “Where in America are you from?”
“Minneapolis,” I say.
She nods. “You’re Nikolas Tikkanen, aren’t you?” she asks Nik.
“Depends if that’s a good thing or not.” But he says it in a tone suggesting ‘your place or mine?’
She giggles. The sound is nothing like when Sofia laughs. It reminds me of a hyena. “It’s a good thing.” She looks me over. “You play for the Bears too, no?”
I open my mouth to answer but Nik beats me to it. “One of the best on the team.”
I don’t bother to correct him. There’s no point.
She leaves to put in our order and I gulp back some beer. A few minutes later, it’s no longer just Nik and I at the table. Two other girls join us. Like the waitress, they’re pretty with large tits and tight, low-cut t-shirts. Typically, I don’t care either way about breast size. Small, medium, large, they’re all good. But for some reason my mind goes to Sofia and her perfect tits.
I chug back more beer as cheers break out throughout the bar.
“Are you in Helsinki for long?” Taala, the brunette, asks me. Laina is busy talking to Nik.
“Till the end of the month.”
That makes Taala happy. She scoots closer to me and leans in as the waitress returns with the food. Before Taala can get close enough to touch me, the waitress’s arm shoots between us and she lowers my plate onto the table. Her hip nudges Taala away from me in a move that’s clearly intentional. I do my best not to laugh.
She places Nik’s plate in front of him and asks if we need anything else. Nik and I order more beer. Taala’s and Laina’s glasses are still full. They excuse themselves for the bathroom.
I check the time on my phone. Sofia should be getting off her job anytime now. I text her:How did your 1st day in clinic go?
She responds a minute later.Loved it! Much more fun than cleaning toilets.I laugh. Just about anything is more fun than cleaning toilets.
I type:You want to come over?
Have to pass. Need to go to bed.
This doesn’t surprise me. I dropped Sofia off at her grandmother’s apartment around midnight last night, after we spent most of the day on the island. It wasn’t until early evening that the lake calmed down enough for us to return to the mainland.
Sweet dreams. Talk to you later.
Good night. :)
I slip the phone back in my jean’s pocket as Taala and Laina return. The bar is busier now even though it’s Monday night. Busier and hotter.
Fortunately, the beer isn’t hot. It’s refreshing and cool. And before I realize it, Nik and I have had several more rounds. Taala talks but I can’t hear her over the noise of cheering soccer fans.
She leans closer to me, but she doesn’t repeat what she said. Her hand moves to my thigh. Nik and the blond have been making out for the past hour, and don’t look like they plan to stop any time soon. His hand is on her tit and it doesn’t take much imagination to know what will happen between them soon. The question is will it be her place or ours?
Taala’s hand isn’t content where it is, and she traces her fingers up my leg until her hand cups my package. Any other time this wouldn’t be an issue, but now that Sofia and I have progressed to friends with benefits, I have no idea what the boundaries are. If she was my girlfriend, touching, kissing, sex would all be off limits. But what are the rules when it comes to friends with benefits?
The one thing I do know as Taala’s tongue invades my mouth is her kisses do nothing for me. They’re nothing like Sofia’s kisses.
I pull away and remove her hand from my crotch. It doesn’t matter what the rules are when it comes to friends with benefits and screwing other women, I’m not into Taala. I make a big deal about checking the time on my phone. “Looks like it’s time for me to call it a night,” I tell everyone at the table. From the way Nik and Laina are going at it, they either didn’t hear me, or didn’t care, or all of the above.
Taala pouts, which doesn’t look half as adorable as when Sofia does it. “I can come with you if you want.”
I fake a yawn. “Sorry, I have to get up early for work.” Nik doesn’t help my case since the women know we work together. I can see it in Taala’s eyes as she looks over at him and her friend.
