Editing Alvah feels butterflies

====Alvah is 23 and finds love====

I am not the best at gambling, i am not the best at cards. But i am a masterful cheater. My slight problem is actually very useful here. As long as i can control it. But that is why Ryba send me here. </br>
I quietly move along the tables, and you know i don't always dress up but dang do i look good and feel pretty.</br>
And i am being noticed. </br>
But that is part of the exercise. </br>
I didn't notice at first that i stopped but i did. I am just staring at a man who looks so damn handsome and seems so charismatic. </br>
I break my stare and try hide my blushing. </br>
Quickly moving along the tables. I have an objective and i better get it done. </br>
A bit later i stand near a table talking bullshit to some greasy selfinflated ass. Batting my eyelashes, which are damn heavy by the way. Who thought fake lashes are a thing. </br>
All the while i feel my hand glide in his jacket pocket. </br>
Hah found it , now a sly smile a sway of the hip a swish of the hair and walk away. </br>
Wait is mister handsome looking at me. How long. Would he know. Have to get out his sight. </br>
With the grace of a ballerina that my father wished i was. I move along the tables try and get out of sight of those beautiful eyes. </br>
By now it is becomming a game. He knows i am up to something. I move take what i need and he follows. I am at the last table now. When my fingers get in touch with what i need i quickly move away. I want to look at mister handsome but i can't find him. Ah perhaps he got tired of it. </br>
As quickly and unnoticeable as i can i move to the emergency exit. </br>
I freeze there  he is. Leaning against the wall with a arrogant smile on his face. </br>
I lift up my chin and walk past him. </br>
"Well done, i won't rat you out. But i just had to stop you and ask who you are. " </br>
With one shoulder i shrug "i am but a whisper. You won't see me again." </br>
I walk on look back and can't help but smile. Damnit Alvah stop it you are flirting on the job. Move your well dressed ass out of the door. </br>
Quickly i step on a motorcycle and race off. I did not use my own for this job.</br>
In the rearview mirror i see that freaking handsome, drown in your eyes, sweet voiced man. </br>
Ugh focus Alvah do the drop off and go home. </br>
A week later another job. I'm infiltrated as a waitress. Damn i should tip these people more when i go out. The bullshit i already had to deal with and i am only on half my shift. </br>
I get called over as someone new is seated at a table in my zone. Without looking at the customer i fold the menu grab the utensils and lay everything on the table in front of them. </br>
"Well hello again." </br>
I look up surprised and i think people might have thought i had a stroke or something but i kept staring. </br>
Brushing the hair behind my eat i scrape my throat. </br>
"Oh yes hello, welcome at Dannies, i am Alice and i'll be your waitress today. Do you want something to drink?"</br>
Stop staring Alvah for the love of anything important. Stop staring. </br>
I break my gaze and stare at my notepad to take his order. Keeping my head down i nod and walk off. </br>
"I'll bring it right over." </br>
That day was hard. It was so difficult to focus. I did manage though and also something else. I got a businesscard from his pocket. Had to know his name. Well i got two businesscards. You usually carry more of yourself and one of another. Just to make sure that is his. </br>
Merrill Hendriks. Sounds european. Okey next time i'll talk to him. </br>
Not even a week this time i encountered him again. And i can say that the job just took a little bit longer. But some tension had to be released. </br>
It became again a game. We barely talked. Just traded glances he was usually where i was at jobs. Not all just once a week or so. </br>
And at a point we stopped meeting at a job. </br>
Without knowing alot about eachother we just had a click. </br>
A year. We were together a year. Well together is a big word we saw eachother once or twice a week. Had fun and had freaking good sex and usually i left first. </br>
I am sure dad would be all protective about this. Do a backgroundcheck and such. </br>
I just want to have fun and enjoy the butterflies. </br>
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After a year. He did not show up. He was nowhere to be found. Even his name was nowhere on file or registered. </br>
He is gone. And i hate myself for letting someone get so close. </br>
Now where is that icecream!</br>