I started seeing Keith every night when I was leaving work. He made sure he said something to me in passing. It was always a quick "hello" or "how was your night," just very small acknowledgements. On my last night of 2nd shift it was new years eve. My shift ended at 11. We always beefed up security on new years because of all the drinking and partying.I was on a call that took me until 1130 to finish. The night was crazy and I was tired, angry, and ready to leave. I got out right at midnight and I blew right past Keith without even a backward glance. I was pissed off and just ready to get the hell away from that place. DING!My phone goes off. I grab it and look at the message. It's Keith."Are you OK?""I'm fine!" I bite back at him."You don't seem fine you didn't even look at me when you stormed out of the building. I was waiting for you." he wrote back."Why were you waiting for me?" I asked him."I got used to talkin
It is my first night of 3rd shift tonight and I walk in already regretting my first meeting with Keith since our last conversation. It is a Friday night and so I grab a schedule and head out to my first hour on the floor. I feel relieved getting out before I see Keith. My first hour is full of chip fills and card transfers so it goes by way too fast. My next post is parking garage escalators. I am walking the corridor when I hear a fight break out in the country bar. Keith is dealing with a woman who is trying to fight everyone so she can go back with the band. Keith is stopping her. I walk over to the bar because it is a woman he is dealing with and I am already close by. I walk into bar and find 216 escorting the woman to the front of the bar. I walk to the front with him. I am waiting with the woman while 216 explains what happened to the Casino Manager. One of the bar hostesses calls me over informing me that the guest has a $1300 tab that
I get to the Security Suite. I walk in and find my Sergeant and a casino manager standing there waiting for me. Fuck, I might be in trouble I think to myself. "Amy" the casino manager says to me, "Thank you for handling that situation the way you did. We need more people like you who can handle a high stress situation like that, and get it out of the sight of the guests as quickly as you did! With that being said, there is audio and video surveillance in the interview rooms. Please try to refrain from calling guests fucking cunts." He finishes laughing at me. "I didn't even realize I did that, I will try to watch what I say in the future. Thank you!" I replied back. "We need your report on the incident as soon as possible," my Sergeant informs me. "I will do it right now, if you can rearrange my next post." I tell him. "128 will switch with you, When you finsh
I consider this for a moment. He has a point, if sparks don't fly then we don't need to waste our time getting to know each others stories. On the other hand, he is married and I don't know if I want to kiss a man that is married. After a few more minutes of consideration I decided that I had already agreed to hear him out so I might as well find out how he tastes even if it is just 1 time. "OK." I tell him. "Really?" He replies sounding surprised I would agree to this. "Yes, really." I reply. "The conversation we have tonight will be a bare all, I will tell you about me good, bad, and ugly. You will do the same. Then we will decide if we want to pursue something or walk away. There is no reason for you to know that much about me, or vice versa, if there isn't going to be any chemistry between us, so I think it is a good idea to get that out of the way first." "You won't chicken out?" he
"Who is going first?" I ask Keith as we settle in to start our stories. "We will go one for one," he says. "I will start." "My teeth are fake." He starts off with. "Why?" I ask, I needed to make sure it wasnt from drug use or something crazy. "I was in an explosion in Somalia and it killed the nerves in my teeth on one side, so I just them all taken out." He answered. "OK, that don't matter to me." I tell him. I consider what I want to start with to tell him and decide to start with the really bad so he can get out now if he wants, so I say, "I didn't recieve an honorable discharge from the military." "Why?" He asks in the same tone I did earlier. "When I tell you this, I want you to first know that I am ok, I still have some flashbacks about it, and there was a small amount of time in my life it had a very negat
"What did you just say? You can't know that." I say "Yes I can. From the first time I seen you I knew I had to have you. I knew I had to make you mine. You could have told me anything tonight and it wouldn't have changed anything. After I seen you I started distancing myself from my wife more and more. She didn't make it hard, she is done too, but Baby I want you." he says. I look down at my phone and I see its time to leave. "I have to go. The kids and Karen are going to be waiting for me. I don't know if I can get married again. I need some time to figure this out." I tell him. "I understand. Take all the time you need, but now that I have kissed you I don't think I can go another day without tasting your sweet lips. We will meet ever
Later that night while I was trying to sleep I get a message from Keith. It was a meme it said, "The most beautiful part of loving a guarded girl is this: When she let's you in, it's not because she needs you. She stopped needing people a long time ago. It's because she wants you. And that- That is the purest love of all."- unknown. I went to sleep after reading that and finally rested easy knowing that there was a man out there who knew all my ugly and still wanted to love me. I woke up knowing that I was going to give Keith a chance and pray he doesn't hurt me. Karen gets home and I get ready for the gym. I gather all the kids up to tell them good night. "Kar
Work was daunting. All I wanted to do was see Keith. My heart and body longed to be near him. about 3 hours into work I get a message. "You have floor so meet me in the dining room and we will eat together." Keith messaged me. "144 dispatch." I call. "Go ahead 144." dispatch radioed back. " Can you show me 10-6 (busy) for 20 minutes in the dining room?" I request. "Received 144." dispatch told me. I walk into the ADR, associate dining room, and get my tray of food. It is not the best food but it works in a pinch. I grab a booth to sit in and look up. Keith is walking t