Who: Seth Enders & Cady Parker What: An encounter When: Friday night Where: Pearson's Pub Rating: Medium-High Status: In-Progress
After classes got out that day Seth was about ready to have a melt down. Macy. She was still haunting his thoughts, even more so since that dream of his. He had read that dreams were a manifestation of one's subconscious fears. It made him actually face what he had tried to convince himself wouldn't happen. Macy's constant refusal and her going back to him...to Noah. Honestly! What made Noah so much better than him, what made him so worthy to get Macy's affection? Noah was a creep and had hurt her time and time again and she kept going back to him. Now, Seth knew that he wasn't the best guy either, but he'd never hurt her, he'd give up those other women for her...well...at least he'd try and that had to count for something...right?
He got his usual scotch...nothing more...nothing less. Seth needed to wash Macy out of his brains. Torturing himself over this wasn't going to solve anything. Also it couldn't be healthy so either he had to find a distraction or drink himself into oblivion. Apparently some higher power went for the option that would be easier on his liver and his eyes then fell on the perfect distraction. Cady Parker. Damn was she hot...and legal now he reminded himself. She had been one of his students who he had to restrain himself from seducing her then and there. But now...she wasn't in his class...she wasn't even in high school. Eighteen and legal...still young, but not too young. He took another sip of his scotch and kept his eyes on her. He hoped she felt them and would help him forget about Macy Jones. At least for tonight.