Mistaken Identity by Lisa Chapter 25

Republisher’s Note: Manny have to make it past trust issues to get together. Michelle is using the name Melanie in the Witness Protection Program.

Mistaken Identity by Lisa – Chapter 25

It was as though the club had fallen silent around him. Danny couldn’t concentrate on anything but Melanie and her new found male friend.

His eyes were fixated on the twosome. He looked on as he bought her drink after drink and as they danced dance after dance. He never once moved from his perch.

“Danny,” Carl said coming to stand alongside of him, “Danny!” he said louder.

“WHAT?!?!” he growled back.

“I thought you said you ordered enough booze.”

“I did, why?” Carl’s remarks forced Danny to return to the task at hand.

“Apparently not!”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Danny moved to the side to keep Melanie in his line of vision.

“I am trying to tell you that we are running out of booze! If you weren’t so damn busy eying that stupid bitch!” Carl spat.

“What did you say? You bastard!”

“You heard me. Are you running the club or trying to figure out how to get fucked?!?!?”

“I should just snap your neck, you filthy son of bitch!” Danny seethed.

“What the truth hurt?” Carl continued with his barrage.

“Gentleman…..gentleman,” Albert’s tone was pure sugar but Danny and Carl both knew the darkness that lay just beneath, “Our little scene is drawing unwanted attention from the customers. Might I suggest that we not do this right now?” he said as he smiled at them both.

“I have to go check on the liquor order,” Danny said starring into Carl’s eyes.

“I better make my rounds too,” Carl added as he made an attempt to move away from Albert.

“Whoa….not so fast!” Albert pulled him back, “We need to have a little talk out back…..NOW!” he said not giving Carl the opportunity to protest, “I thought we had this conversation not so long ago Carl.”

“What conversation was that?” he feigned stupidity.

“Don’t play games with me here. You know damn well what I’m talking about. Are you looking to be let go Carl? Cause from where I stand you already have one foot out the door.”

“Is that so?” he quipped.

“Don’t be a smart ass!”

“What!? So the twelve years that I have worked for you don’t mean a thing? You are telling me that just because me and your nephew have differing opinions I should be looking for another job?”

“Yes! If you can’t give Danny the respect that he deserves then there isn’t any room for you here! Am I making myself absolutely clear this time around? We won’t be having this conversation again!”

“FINE! You’ve made yourself perfectly clear.”

“I hope so Carl. For your sake, I hope so.”

Albert ran his hands through his thinning hair. What was it about Danny that had everyone in this place up in arms. If he wasn’t fighting Jenny about him, he was fighting Carl. This was getting to be more then he wanted to handle.

“Jenny,” he said surprise in his voice, “What are you doing out here? I thought you were inside.”

“I heard what you said to Carl, Albert.”

“So?”

“I can’t believe that you would threaten his job in the way that you did. He has given his sweat to this place as much as we have. In the beginning he worked along side you to make this place what it is. And now suddenly that doesn’t mean anything. All that’s forgotten because of Danny?!?! Why….why?!?!?!”

“We have been over this time and time again. I’m tired of doing this. Danny is my blood. My brother’s son. I want to help him. Why can’t you understand that?” he questioned beyond frustrated with his wife. “What is it about Danny that you can’t tolerate? What is it that you find so offensive about him?”

“HE’S ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she yelled the alcohol she had par taken of that evening getting the better of her. “He’s alive and Richard isn’t. It should be Richard here by your side. NOT DANNY!!”

“Jenny,” Albert’s toned softened as he moved towards her.

“NO!” she backed away from his touch, “You can’t make up for what happened to Richard by using Danny as a replacement. I won’t let you do that!”

“JENNY!!!!” Albert yelled to his wife’s retreating back.

Ah the plot thickens, Carl thought to himself as he stood in the shadows listening to the conversation unfold between those two. Jenny was definitely his way to get to Danny. All he needed was a little more information and by the looks of things it wouldn’t take much to get it.

“Carl said there was a problem with the liquor order,” Danny said looking directly at Joe but felt Melanie’s eyes trailing his body.

“Not that I know of,” Joe returned confused by Danny’s remarks.

“Carl just came and told me that we are running out of booze. I personally did the inventory. I want to know what the hell’s going on here!”

Michelle knew that Jack was still talking to her but she couldn’t focus on his words. Her eyes were riveted on Danny. She knew he was angry, but what about she wasn’t exactly sure. She wasn’t sure about much right now. The drinks were coming hard and fast and she was slowly succumbing to their effects.

“Really Danny, I don’t know where Carl got his information but we are more then okay with the liquor order. I haven’t even made it two thirds of the way through what you had delivered today.”

“Then what the hell’s that idiot talking about?” Danny said aggravated.

“Wish I knew.”

“Another drink for the lady please.”

Danny turned to see the request came from the man standing with Melanie. It wasn’t hard to tell that she had had one too many already.

“I think the lady is done for the evening,” Danny answered.

“And who the hell are you?” Jack said having had one too many himself.

“I own the bar…….so that entitles me to make the rules!” Danny said in a hoarse whisper doing everything within his power to hold it together.

“Let’s get out of here, baby! There’s plenty of other bars. We don’t need this dive.”

Michelle felt the room spin as he jerked her away from the bar.

“You won’t be driving her or yourself anywhere,” Albert stepped forward to save the day but again. “Joe, could you please call this gentleman a cab.”

“Sure thing, boss.”

“As for the young lady. I think she will be staying right here.”

“She’s a big girl. She can leave with me if she wants to,” he forced grabbing Michelle’s wrists.

“Don’t you understand English, man?” Danny said coming up behind him. “The lady stays here!”

“The cab’s here, Mr. Sampson,” Joe called from across the bar.

“Daniel, I think I better escort the gentleman outside. Would you mind looking after Melanie for a moment?” Albert was gone before he could answer.

“Daniel, huh?” Michelle giggled, “You don’t look like a Daniel.”

“I prefer Danny.”

“I like Danny better, too,” she swung her arm around his neck. The mere touch of her skin again his sent chills throughout his body.

“How about we get you some coffee?”

“How about we dance?” she countered.

“You want to dance?” he echoed.

“Uh-huh,” she said backing onto the dance while she beckoned him forward with her finger, “I want to dance with you!” her intoxicated state had loosened her grip on reality just a bit.

There was little Danny could do to resist this gorgeous creature. He had spent all night wishing for this very moment and for once he wasn’t about to miss the opportunity.
Her body fit his like a glove. The instant that they fell together it was as though they were one body in motion. Michelle nestled her hips against his as the music set them in perfect rhythm. Danny felt the pressure growing beneath the confines of his trousers yet he couldn’t move away from her. He was drinking in everything about her. Her scent, her hair, her eyes, her touch each time he looked at her he found something new to explore.
With his hands at the small of her back, she arched and let her head drop. Danny watched as her breast slipped further from their resting place. He could but imagine what it would have been like to touch them to taste her skin. She swept her body to his once more as she smiled at him. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling back.

Before he knew what was happening, she brought her mouth to his letting her tongue caress him. Danny suppressed the moan that was building in his throat. Her lips traveled to his ear then to his neck. With each touch his body was a quiver.

He forced her mouth back to meet his. He wanted to enjoy the pleasure of tasting her lips. As quickly as the kiss had begun that’s how fast it came to an end, “AH…….Danny I think I’m going to be sick,” she said as she made her way to the nearest exit.

Danny hung back for a moment as he watched her heave once more, “Melaine,” his voice was a whisper, “Hey are you okay?”

“Oh God!” she groaned.

“What? What are you all right?” he said drawing closer to her now.

“I can’t believe that I …….,” she started to cry.

“Hey, easy,” he said cradling her in his arms now, “Not everyone can hold their liquor.”

“Not the impression I wanted to make on you tonight.”

“And what impression did you want to make?” Danny asked taking advantage of the situation a bit.

“I wanted to blow you away……not blow chunks on you,” she returned deadpan.

Danny tried hard not to laugh at her comment. “I think you made a fine first impression really.” He brushed away a stray curl that had found its way to her face.

“Yeah, right.”

“No really. I mean it. Right now all I want to know is how are you feeling? Any better?”

“Not so hot,” she said still a little green under the gills.

“I guess not. Do you think you can stand up?”

“Yeah,” she said shaky at best. It was like the ground could have opened up and swallowed her whole at any given moment.

“You sure? You still don’t look too good.”

“Geez thanks,” she tried to laugh but there wasn’t much to laugh about.

“You know what I mean. You didn’t drive here did you?” He certainly didn’t have any intentions of letting her get behind the wheel if she had.

“No, I came with Sarah.”

“I’ll go see if I can find her. I think the best place for you right now is in bed. You’ll be okay out here for a minute?”

“Yeah,” she said leaning on the hood of someone’s car.

Danny looked around the room for Sarah. It appeared that her and Matt the DJ were hitting it off rather nicely. He hated to break up their fun but he knew that the last place Melanie needed to be was here. He’d been where she was right now and he was sure that dying was looking pretty good to her about now.

“Uncle Albert,” Danny said making his way through the crowd, “I am going to drive Melanie home. She came with Carl’s daughter and from the looks of things Sarah is busy. Melanie really needs to go lie down.”

“Do whatever you need to do Danny. I can handle things here.” This couldn’t have worked out better if he had planned it himself.

“Thanks. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“Take your time son. Make sure the girl gets home safe.”

“Where’s Sarah?” Michelle asked looking as white as a ghost now.

“She’s kind of in the middle of something right now. I will take you home.”

“But……”

“No buts about it. Let’s just get you home.”

“Thank you,” Michelle said as Danny eased her into the passenger seat of his car. He cracked the window a bit knowing the cool night air would help.

Danny pulled into the spot next to Michelle’s Sebring and got out to help her. “Easy,” he said as he put his arm around her to guide her up the stairs. “Where’s your keys?” Michelle handed him her small handbag. “Here we go,” he said emerging keys in hand. Danny turned on the most minimal lights as possible. “Where are your aspirin, Melanie?”

“In the bathroom medicine cabinet,” she returned doing her best to undress. If this is what being a drunk felt like she had intentions on ever becoming one. Finally she found her way out of the tiny dress.

“Here take these,” Danny said walking into the room. He just about dropped the glass at the sight before him. There she was standing in fire engine red bra and panties, garter and hose. Danny swallowed hard around the lump in his throat, “I’m sorry,” he stammered as he turned away. Quickly he exited the room and waited outside the door for her to call him back.

“I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have just barged in here.” Danny could still see her scantily clad body before his eyes. If she hadn’t been sick at the moment he might have had to kiss her.

“It’s okay.”

“Well here’s some aspirin. Take these and I assure you that you shouldn’t have a hang over in the morning.”

“Thanks,” she took the pills in her mouth and followed them with a swig of the cool water. The sensations of the liquid hitting her stomach made her nauseous again. “Oh God not again,” she cried.

“Hey take it easy. Give yourself a minute for it to settle. Lay down and get under the covers. I promise once you fall asleep things will be okay.” Danny sat at the edge of her bed gently stroking her hair until he was satisfied that she was sleeping peacefully.
This wasn’t exactly how he envisioned his first experience with her to be but so much for the best laid plans. He let himself out the door being sure to lock it behind him.

He sat in his car thinking about their dance, thinking about how her body felt against his own, thinking about how beautiful she looked standing there in her room.

Danny looked down at his watch. He had just enough time to get back to The Two Step for last call. He didn’t intend on giving Carl the upper hand by not being there.

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