Forbidden Fruit: An Unlikely Love Story by Michelle Fondin

Author:Michelle Fondin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-09-08T23:00:00+00:00

A huge crowd of people was waiting to get into The Shelter when they arrived. Marissa blew into her hands as they approached the club. “Man, I didn’t know we’d be waiting. It’s freezing out here.”

Chip shrugged, “We don’t have to wait.” He wove in and out of people making his way to the front of the line. Then giving a high five to a burly black man at the door he turned to her and said, “Let’s go.”

Marissa was stunned. They hadn’t paid. Nobody even checked their IDs. They stepped into the dark room with flashing lights. New Order blared over the sound system. They elbowed their way through the crowd. Marissa yelled to Chip over the noise, “Hey how did you do that?”

“Do what?” Chip yelled back.

“Get us in.”

“This is my second home. I know everyone here,” shouted Chip as he led her toward the bar. “My first is the restaurant. Home that is.”

Marissa laughed. After only four days, she was beginning to feel liked she lived at the restaurant herself.

Chip stopped at the counter, “Beer?”

Marissa looked behind her expecting to see someone else. When she didn’t see anyone she answered, “Me?’

“No girlfriend, Cleopatra. Of course you,” Chip said sarcastically.

“Chip, I’m only…” eighteen, she was about to say before Chip cut her off.

“You’re only gonna get a beer if you ask,” finished Chip.

Marissa tried to look cool, “O.K.” she said taking a five-dollar bill out of her jean pocket.

Chip paid for two beers and they sat down on a purple velvet couch. Marissa took a sip of beer and watched people on the dance floor. The Shelter hadn’t changed at all since she had last been there. But before, she had always been with Daniel. Even though Chip was a nice guy, it felt weird being there with him. Instinctively, Marissa opened her purse to grab her pack of cigarettes. At once she remembered she had thrown them out the night Nick discovered she smoked. She had done it for him but now she craved a cigarette.

She turned to Chip to ask him for one, but he was already talking to someone else. Not wanting to interrupt him, she got up to buy a pack at the bar.

“Girlfriend!” Chip shouted, “Where are you going?”

Marissa turned around embarrassed. “I was going to buy a pack of cigarettes.”

Chip motioned for her, “Come here, come here. Why didn’t you ask? You know I have some.”

Marissa walked back but stayed silent.

“I want you to meet Marcus. Marcus is from Germany,” said Chip proudly as if he were presenting a new trophy.

Marissa held out her hand smiling, “I’m Marissa.”

“Pleased to meet you,” replied Marcus shaking her hand. “You vant cigarette?” he asked holding out his pack.

Marissa smiled an even broader smile at his accent, “Yes, thanks.” She took a cigarette from his pack.

Marcus leaned over with his lighter to light her cigarette.

Chip leaned over and whispered into Marissa’s ear, “Aren’t European men simply irresistible?”

Marissa chuckled. “So, Marcus, what brings you to America?”

“I study for one year English,” Marcus answered.

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