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Chance Encounters - One Tart's Dream	By : Wiccanslyr Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 3238 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Chance Encounters - One Tart's Dream
- 2-The Horny Irishman
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Chapter 1: The Brilliant Idea

Okay so this is how it all started, a couple of my single girlfriends decided that I needed a vacation so they made me take off of work for two weeks and we flew to NYC. On our second night there Holly decided that we needed to hit the scene, so we end up in this semi trendy night club where we dance, flirt and try not to look too much like tourists.

After being on the dance floor for sometime I get the urge for another drink and sashay up to the bar, hey I looked hot in my black, flowing, knee length cotton summer dress and strapy sandles, to order it. So the bar tender takes my order and heads off to fill it. As I stand there waiting I start to look around, for the first time really taking in the place and the people in it. As I scanned to my right my eyes froze. It couldn’t be! I start to stare. It *is*! It’s him, the Adonis of all my dreams. Gerry Butler is standing there, just 10 or so feet away with his back to the bar and the man is looking impossibly hot in a scope neck tight fitting black long sleeve tee shirt and, dear lord help me, black leather pants finished off by a pair of black riding boots. My eyes travel up his body to his face and that’s when I notice that he doesn’t look like he’s having a good time. In fact, he looks like he’s having a serious case of fight or flight. For a moment I’m confused until I notice that there are two rather skanky looking chicks right in front of him, boxing him in, and one of them keeps pawing at him. The more she paws and more uncomfortable he looks.

That’s when the bar tender comes back with my drink and I suddenly have a brilliant, or not, idea. I spin around flash the guy a smile and say “Could I get a Pepsi too please?” the guy eyes the line behind me then shrugs and grins. “Sure thing beautiful” and runs off to play fetch the beer for the hot girl, oh how I love when *I’m* the hot girl. Moments later he reappears with a glass filled with the thick dark cola and I pay him and give a little wink.

Without giving myself time to think I cut a path right to Gerry and slide right up to his side wearing my best protective girlfriend smile. His head turns to me but before he can say anything and screw up my plan I lean up and plant a kiss on his cheek.

“There you are! I’ve been carrying this glass all over this place looking for you, I almost spilled it all over myself twice.” I say handing him the glass.

He takes it and look at me for a moment and I can see that the wheels are turning behind his eyes. I switch my drink to my now free hand drape my arm loosely around his waist as I turn my attention to the skank patrol.

“Oh, I see you’ve been making some friends.” I say in a surprised girly voice.

“Umm yeah.” Gerry says finally.

I rolled my eyes for the benefit of the women before me and smile. “Forgive him, he’s a man. Hi,” I undrape my arm and hold out my hand to them “I’m Christina.”

They each take my hand reluctantly and then glance at each other. One of them tell me there names and says. “We were just asking your boyfriend if he knew where the bathrooms were.”

“Oh, right back that way and to the left.” I tell them pointing behind them and to the other side of the club.

I bit my lip and watch the hootchies scurry away to look for fresh, and unattached man meat. Beside me I can feel Gerry staring at me and I suddenly feel the urge to faint. I take a huge swallow from my drink before turning and looking up into those intoxicating green eyes.

“Sorry,” I say with a smile “You just looked like you needed a little rescuing and hey what’s a Tart for.?” I add with a nervous giggle.

His mouth slowly curls into that wonderful lopsided grin and his eyes sparkle with amusement. “Thanks.” he draws, his Scottish lilt sending shivers down my spine.

I shrug and mumble something about anything for Gerry and blush because I realize that he heard it and he wasn’t meant to.

“Well, enjoy the cola.” I say and start to walk away.

“Wait.” he reaches out and puts his hand on my shoulder and I nearly burst into flames.

I turn around and give him a questioning look.

“Don’t you want to stick by me in case the harpies come back? I mean what kind of woman would just leave her man to the wolves?”

The last part he says with another grin but my mind is stuck on the words ‘her man’ and I must be staring because he shakes his beautiful head and steps closer, wraps his arm around my waist and leads me toward the back on the club where the sitting area is.

He situates us on a plush love seat and after I find my tongue again we start to talk. I mean like two normal people out on a first date. We laugh and chat and it’s going so well that I completely forget that Holly and Jess are out on the dance floor somewhere.

That is until they show up in front of us. Jess, the prude, with her hands on her hips and giving me her ‘angry mother’ look. Holly, who knows who he is, staring open mouthed between me and Gerry. I give her an excited smile and that’s when Jess starts.

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing!” she bellows at me, causing heads to turn in our direction. “We’ve been looking for you for over forty minutes ! I thought you got slipped a mickel...”

“Mickey.” Holly corrects. “...mickey, whatever, and got dragged off to some sex warehouse or something!”

I’m trying to hold down my temper, grinding my teeth together and trying to light her on fire with my laser beam vision when Gerry slides his hand up my leg, over my thigh and to my hand which is curled into a fist. Slowly my hand releases and he laces our fingers together.

“Well she’s just fine lass, she’s been right ‘ere with me.”

“Yeah!” Jess is bellowing again “And just *who* are *you* anyway?!”

That’s when Holly sees the homicidal look in my eyes and grabs Jess, dragging her away. “Yeah, I’ll deal, you guys just, you know, sorry, we’ll be, around.” and with that they disappear.

My hand is covering my face and I’m red with embarrassment. Gerry starts to laugh. I peek at him through my fingers, damn his sexy laugh, how can I stay mad when he’s laughing like that? I start to laugh too.

“It’s nice to know you inspire such a protective nature in your mates.” and soon we’re right back into our little ‘date’ as if nothing had happened.
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