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don't know?" she replied incredulously.

"Well put it this way, I haven't seen any woman following him around."

"I shouldn't think it would take him long; he's gorgeous!"

Fay looked over at him then and a slight frown crossed her face. Then she gave a small laugh. "No, I don't think it will take him long; he's a bit of a flirt when it comes to women."

"Oh lord, how am I going to keep this lot under control?" Susie said looking at the group of girls.

"So, is this the other team then?" Adam asked Fay under his breath when he returned from the bar.

"No, believe it or not, these are part of our team. Seems that Ruth has been busy since we last saw her."

"Hey Fay, aren't you going to introduce us?" one of the girls shouted out.

Oh, she might have known Jen would pipe up!

Fay smiled at her. "Yes, everyone this is Adam, Adam...well everyone."
"I'm Jen," she said reaching past Fay and holding out her hand for him to shake. Fay watched as they shook hands and Adam turned to see a host of female eyes on him all at once.

He grinned. "So girls, who's good with a pool cue?"

Fay watched him with suspicion as the girls flirted with him. His eyes flicked to her then and he winked. She held his gaze.

Why did that make her feel good? And why was she looking at him, looking at them, looking at him? Did that even make any sense? Fay was losing it, she had to get a grip!

She turned away abruptly then and decided to find Sal, but Adam halted her with a touch on her arm.

"Where you running away to?"

She shrugged. "Just going to find Sal."

He frowned at the cold tone in her voice and followed her, grabbing her by the waist. "What's up partner?" She looked over her shoulder at him. "Pool partner, we're pool partners tonight," he explained.

"We are?"

"Of course." He moved to the side of her, putting his arm around her shoulder.

What was going through that head of hers now? She was so hot and cold; he couldn't work her out.

They found Sal still practicing pool and she turned to Fay when she saw them approaching. "I think I'm ready for a bit of a game now."

"Okay," Fay said simply, picking up a pool cue.

Adam leant across to speak to her. "Sure you remember the rules?"

"Just about."

"I could give you some guidance," he said, sliding his hand to her waist with a grin.

"No thanks, I'll manage."

Sal went first and dispersed the balls. Fay gave her an encouraging look and then leant over to take a shot, glaring back away from the table at Adam. He looked at her quizzically. She held his gaze as took the shot, potting the ball. His eyebrows rose in a look of surprise and she gave him a smug smile, moving around the table to take another shot. She potted the second ball and Sal called out, "No fair!"

Fay laughed then and handed Adam the cue. "Perhaps you should play with Sal for a bit, would give her more of a chance."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "You've been holding out on me."

She grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

Before long, Ruth had organized the teams and the competition began. 'The Wheelhouse' put Fay on first to encourage the rest of the people in her group. She won the game easily, receiving some hostile looks from the competing team. Then Susie played and their group began shouting out and cheering her on. There was great applause every time she potted a ball and the game came to a tense finish as they chased the black ball around the table for a couple of shots. Susie eventually potted it and the crowd jumped up and down with excitement.

As the games continued, the opposing team began to look more and more annoyed, particularly at the ease in which Fay could win a game. One of their team members approached Ruth, who was standing in the middle of a group in 'The wheelhouse' team.

"We think you have an unfair advantage."

Ruth looked up with a frown. "Why?"

"Come on, she can obviously beat anyone here," the woman said, pointing to Fay who grimaced.

"What do you want us to do about that?" Ruth replied.

"We think she should play with a disadvantage to give everyone else a fair go."

Ruth looked taken aback and Fay interrupted, "It's okay Ruth, I'll play at a disadvantage."

She became nervous at the sudden hostile atmosphere and the look on Ruth's face. Fay touched her arm and reassured her quietly. "It's okay."

Ruth turned suddenly then to the woman. "Fine, but we use Fay on the deciding game then."

"Fine," the woman said, moving away.

The last game was set up and Fay took the pool cue with a deep breath. Adam was standing beside her and he squeezed her arm, leaning over to whisper into her ear,

"Go get 'em champ."

She took the first shot but potted no balls, which was unusual for her.

Why was she so nervous? She had to calm down.

Her opponent followed and potted a ball.

He was good, damn!

He potted a further three balls and left the white ball behind a red, blocking her way. She looked over at the team nervously but they cheered her on and Adam gave her a smile, winking at her. She took the shot and managed to avoid the red ball, doing the best she could to put the white in an awkward position. Her opponent continued, to her dismay, potting the rest of his balls and leaving only the black. He went to shoot and she held her breath. He missed! The crowd cheered and got fiery looks from the opposition.

Right, she could do this now; she just had to stay calm.

She potted the first ball easily and lined up the white for her next shot.

She could get this one.

She potted it and began to relax a little, potting the next, and then the next ball. Finally there were no more yellow balls left on the table and she only needed to pot the black to win them the competition. She suddenly had a huge attack of nerves though as the pressure got to her. She surveyed the table and looked over at Sal and Adam, biting her lip. He smiled at her encouragingly and mouthed, "Go on." She leant down and took the shot, not daring to look at its path.


Suddenly the whole room seemed to explode into action as people cheered and jumped out of their seats. Adam ran over and flung his arms around her, lifting her off the floor and laughing. Ruth reached up and gave her a high five as she clung onto Adam's arms while they were jostled and jolted by the frenzied crowds. She eventually slid down him but her smile slowly faded away then as she felt every contour of his body move against hers. She stood motionless, staring straight ahead at his shirt collar, not daring to look at his face. He glanced down to see her cheeks flooding with colour and his pulse raced.

Look at me. Look at me Fay... Come on look at me... Damn, look at me! Damn! He put his mouth to her ear.

"Look at me Fay."

Her eyes slowly moved up to his and her face burned then at the expression she saw. She suddenly couldn't breath properly. He bent his head again to her ear.

"I want to kiss you right now, right here." She looked down, gasping for breath. He could feel her nails digging into his arms as she fought for control. Ah, god he wanted her! The crowd pushed them closer together and she put her forehead on his chest, closing her eyes as the feelings got even more intense. He slid his hand down her back and onto her behind, pulling their hips together and she let out a small moan into his shirt. He missed nothing of her reaction and he throbbed with need for her. His head fell on top of hers.

"Fay, oh God Fay."

She turned her head on his shirt; she wanted to be inside it. She had to stop this now. She put her hands on his chest and clenched them, willing herself to pull away. With immense effort, she pushed herself slowly backwards and he watched with utter frustration as she moved away and darted through the crowds.
chapter 18

Fay pushed her way through the crowds to the quieter end of the bar to give herself time to collect her thoughts.

She needed a drink, where was Ruth? Oh what the hell, she'd write it down.

Making her way around the bar, she went to grab a beer but then changed her mind and poured herself a large vodka and coke instead. She sat down on a bar stool and took a big gulp of her drink.

What was happening to her? This was getting out of control; she had to pull it together!

She was still tingling from Adam's touch and finding it hard to get enough air into her lungs. She took another gulp of her drink.

Okay so she was attracted to him, she couldn't really kid herself otherwise now, but it was a dangerous out of control attraction. He was not the kind of man you would want to get out of control with. Good god, he was trying his very best to charm her into his bed and it was bloody well working! He seemed so sweet though sometimes. Where the hell did that thought come from? She was spending too much time listening to Sal. Oh hell, she didn't know, maybe he was an okay kind of guy...or maybe he wasn't.

She ran her hands through her hair, pulling out the band. She was suddenly tired out with thinking so much.

"Hello sweetheart, what's up?"

She jumped and looked up to see Bill standing next to her. "Hi Bill, where have you been?"

"So did you murder the competition then?" he said, changing the subject. As he asked the question she noticed Adam approaching behind him.