Can We Just Call It a Tie? Chapter 9

I did surprise you with my twist huh?
I was laughing while reading your comments, but this does create a problem of course: I can only hope you like my explanation of what happened.
I really tried to post one today, because I won't be able to write this weekend, but that does make the chapter a bit shorter...

Still, have fun reading!
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"I guess that you saw what nobody could see..."

Chapter 9

*Opal’s POV*
That filthy, rotten, evil jerk!
I knew there was something wrong with him!
A thousand thoughts (most of them about hurting Shane in a lot of creative ways) swirled through my mind.
Why did they kidnap us? And why did they dump us here? And who is Shane? Does Quinn have anything to do with this?
On top of that, the rain doubled and within seconds, Quinn and I were soaked.
Here I was, in a dress, on high heels, dripping with rainwater, shivering with cold, in the middle of nowhere, with even equally wet Quinn. Life sucks.
‘Opal, I think we should try to find shelter.’ Quinn’s voice interrupted my thoughts.
He put an arm around me and gently pulled me along.
Luckily, a small barn was close to us, Quinn pushed the doors open and shut them after me.

It wasn’t much warmer in the barn, but it was dry.
I didn’t see a thing, so I stumbled and fell to ground, but in the hay. Great.
Quinn dropped himself next to me.
‘I can’t believe this is happening.’ I was a bit dazed, a combination of cold, confusion and intense fury.
‘Me neither’ Quinn sighed, but his tone was different than mine. I was on the edge of crying and screaming, but I heard...regret..in his voice.
‘The asshole’ He said and dropped his head in his hands and I felt him shake.
Poor soul, was he crying? I wrapped my arms around his waist, trying to comfort him, but then, to my utter horror, I noticed that he was laughing!
I released him immediately and lifted up his head and true enough, he was laughing so hard that the tears ran down his cheeks. What the ha?
‘Quinn what is going on!’

‘I knew...he..was...up..to...something’
‘Wait a minute.’ My voice became deadly dangerous. ‘You knew about this!?’ I paused, to take a deep breath.
He prevented me from speaking, by rolling himself on top of me and kissing me with a urge that surprised me, but I was not in the mood.
‘Quinn get OF ME!’
But he simply didn’t listen. What was wrong with him?
He whispered in my ear ‘Keep very still’
I froze. Was there someone spying on us?
He fumbled a bit with the hay below me, what was he doing?
‘Damn’ He grumbled, but then, very softly I heard a click and the ground below me split open and we fell down. The next moment I landed on a big soft cushion with a thud.
I sat up, too surprised to speak.
‘Welcome to the Moulin Rouge’ Quinn said, grinning.

I blinked a few times, to check if I was still alive. We were in a huge red and silver room, with a soft looking red carpet, a huge bed (like really huge), subtle lights everywhere.
What was this place? This was unreal.
Wait a minute. Quinn gave this room a name? Did he know about it’s existence?
I turned around to face him, with a murderous glare on my face.
‘If you don’t give me reasonable explanation this minute, I’ll flip’ I said through clenched teeth.
He gave me a long stare and obviously remembered something, because his eyes widened and he approached me cautiously.
‘Relax Opal, I’ll explain anything, if you just give me one moment.’
I nodded and he walked over to a plant and searched between the leaves until he found what he was looking for, a small black microphone.

He threw it on the ground and crushed it under his feet.
‘That gives us a little privacy.’ He grimaced and sat down on the bed and motioned me to sit next to me.
‘First of all, to reassure you, there is nothing really bad going on and we’re not really kidnapped.’
I had a bit trouble to believe that. ‘Explain please’
He ran a hand through his hair. ‘Where to start...okay, my friends and me are all sons of businessmen and that means that we all have more money than we should. You met Shane, and there are three more: Harry, Nathan and Chris. Well, this diner we’ve been to is every year and about four years ago, when we all started to date, we decided to spice up this event, we were bored every year. And as we all like a bit action, we thought it was funny to kidnap one of us and drop him somewhere.’
I nodded, even though I had to smile about their logic.

‘Well, we completely thought it through, until we realized that the date might be a problem. And girl crazy as Shane was, he suggested that we should drop both of them, but with some sort of room close, you know, to encourage..the..ehm...mood.’ My mouth fell open.
‘Are you serious? I can’t believe you made this all so you can have sex without being interrupted.’
‘No no, that was not the main reason. But this does give you privacy of course. And we had too much money anyway, so you can see the result.’
I suddenly remembered something. ‘I heard you talk to Shane outside the toilets!’
‘You heard that huh? It must’ve sounded strange, but the point is, as the years passed, we became very fanatic and it was every year a surprise who was the lucky one. You see, that person shouldn’t know he would be kidnapped, but that’s pretty hard to accomplish. So we always set up a false track, everyone is planning on kidnapping someone else, but only one plan is real. And this year, we’d planned to kidnap Harry and his date, he obviously liked her. But what Shane said to me was probably fake, I guess they changed plans only a week ago.’
‘Why?’ I asked.

‘I’m the only one that has never been here, because you’re the first real date I brought in years. We all have to bring a date, to make it look like anyone of us can be kidnapped, but my dates were all just friends. And of course, they noticed that you and I were something else, so I guess that’s why they changed minds.’
I started to laugh, this was too ridiculous.
‘You are idiots, but I’m relieved. But wait a minute, those guys that surrounded me were your friends?’
He nodded. ‘Yeah, that’s why Shane was the driver, you had met him already.’
I raised a hand to my mouth. ‘Oh oh’
Confusion crossed his face ‘What? What’s wrong?’

‘Well, I wasn’t too happy that they were trying to kidnap me, so I did defend myself...’
He laughed so hard that he fell backwards unto the bed.
‘Quinn, it’s not funny! I hit one of them so hard he had a bloody nose!’
This caused another wave of laughter.
‘You’re amazing, you’re the first who defended yourself, all the other girls were too scared to do something. I’m so glad you're my date and that I didn’t have to get you into that vent.’ He said when he was done laughing and kissed the top of my head.
I giggled. ‘The poor souls, I’m pretty sure I kicked on of them were it counts.’
He grimaced with compassion, but then got up from the bed.
‘Let’s get out of these wet clothes.’

We walked to the bathroom and again, I was astonished.
‘Do I want to know how much money exactly you guys had?’
He grinned. ‘I don’t think so. But it’s pretty over the top huh?’
And that was an understatement. Imagine your dream bathroom (if you have one) and I was standing in it. Gold everywhere, a huge bath, luxurious towels and shower gel and soap and perfume, everything! There was also a shelf with very suspicious red and pink...things, it looked like more bath gadgets, but I didn’t want to take a closer look, this room was breathing ‘romance’ a bit too much for my liking.

I saw something moving on my left, a mirror. Oh my goodness, I looked horrible!
Thera’s masterpiece (my hair) was completely soaked and ruined, my make-up was on my cheeks and my dress...torn. Especially the underside was frayed and dirty. Tears welled up in my eyes, they ruined the dress Quinn gave me. Speaking of Quinn, he was standing next to me and for some unfair reason, the rain didn’t make him look like the monster of Lochness. On the contrary. He saw me looking at the dress and said
‘Don’t worry, they’ll buy you a new one. Shall I show you your closet?’
‘You have a closet here?’ I shouldn’t be surprised, of course they had.
And a few seconds later, I was gaping at a insanely huge closet with clothes in all sizes and brands.

‘I’m going to shower, I’ll be back in a few minutes so you can shower, okay?’
I was so cold, the thought of a warm shower made me cross my arms around me, to keep myself warm. Within a second, his arms were around me, trying to warm me.
‘Do you want to shower first? You must be so cold in that dress. Get out of it first, otherwise you’ll catch a cold.’
I hesitated a bit, I hadn’t planned on undressing in front of him, but the wet fabric made me quickly change my mind. I thanked heaven that I had insisted on normal underwear, when Thera had tried to change my mind.
He also got rid of his wet clothes and there we were, in a way too big bathroom, in our underwear. This time, I got a good look on his chest. The sight only made me feel hot from the inside out. He grinned, after he’d had a good look at me and pulled me into his arms.

‘You are the living example of ‘less is more’’ he said. ‘Now, let’s take a shower.’
And he lifted me a little bit, walked into the shower and turned it on. The hot water warmed me and relaxed my limbs, I hadn’t noticed how tense I was.
We were silent, we let the warm water pour over us, while holding each other.
The warmth should’ve made me sleepy, but I found myself more awake as the minutes passed. I was too aware of our touching skins. I twined my hands around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder.
‘This isn’t so bad’ I sighed.
‘Nope’ he agreed ‘I’ll go and dry myself, you can change after that.’
But before he left the shower, he kissed me. It was like kissing in the rain, only with warm water. That doubled the tension between us, I could feel it.
When he had gone, I grabbed a towel and dried myself and walked over to the closet to find dry underwear and a pyjama.
I opened one of the drawers...Oh no.

*Quinn’s POV*
I still couldn’t believe that they had tricked me so easy. I should’ve seen it coming, but I was too busy with Opal, I guess. I dried my hair with the towel and slipped into dry boxers and a pair of pyjama’s, I never wore a T-shirt.
I looked around, this room was so ridiculous, when you thought about it. Everything in this room shouted romance and lust.
‘This must be a joke.’ Opal yelled. She appeared into the door opening, with only a towel wrapped around her body. Major distraction.
She held something in her hand and I realized it was a red lacy thong.
‘Quinn, please tell me that this is not the only underwear there is here.’ She looked at me pleading. I managed to stifle a laugh. I couldn’t tell her that I was the one responsible for all the clothes here, including the lingerie. And that Chris and I had had a hilarious afternoon buying all the lacy see-through we could find.

‘Ehm, I think it is...’ I said, having a hard time suppressing my laughter. Secretly, I’d been looking forward to this, but I wasn’t going to tell her, she’d probably hit me or something.
‘Great. What’s next, nurse outfits?’ She huffed. I laughed ‘I’m pretty sure we have them.’
She raised an eyebrow. ‘I should’ve known. Well, if I have to wear this, I might as well put some effort into it.’ And she disappeared again. I heard her walking around in the bathroom and mumbling to herself. ‘Red or black?’ She asked.
I frowned. ‘...er black?’
‘Okay’ She chirped.
And after a few moments she appeared again. My mouth fell open.
She wore one of those see through negligees, and under that black lacy underwear. She also put on a pair of heels and now walked across the room to me, with a mischievous gleam on her face. She sat down on my lap and twirled a strand of my hair around her finger.

‘You shouldn’t be allowed to look this sexy’ I whispered, while kissing her neck.
‘Tell me about it, stud.’ She said seducing and giggled after that.
‘So far my Grease imitation.’
I twisted around and now we were lying on the bed, me hovering above her.
I stared into her eyes and I saw something change, like she made a decision. Her beautiful mouth turned into a smile.
‘I think this is the moment you’re supposed to kiss me.’ She said, while running her nails across my back.
‘Your wish is my command.’

And we lost track of time.
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