The bald man followed her, but Jessica isn't in the mood

Her eyes narrowed as she turned around, finding the third man, Mr. Overalls leaning against the doorframe, his (impressively thick) arms folded across his chest as he watched her, a wry smile on his face.

“Excuse me,” Jessica cocked an eyebrow, the exhaustion of her day had drained her of the energy to be friendly right now. “This is the Ladies’ room, isn’t it?”

The man chuckled and nodded, unimpressed by the bitchy attitude she intentionally sent his way. “Yes, it is,” he confirmed while showing no sign that he wanted to leave. “Just wanted to check up on you… You left rather urgently!”

“Oh, I’m fine, thanks!” Jessica scoffed, turning back towards the sink before looking at the man via the mirror. “You always follow girls who urgently leave to go to the bathroom?! That’s kind weird…”

The bald man chuckled. “Good one!” he complimented her and she noticed how he took a few steps into the room, towards her. “I like you! You’re a feisty one…”

“Good for you!” she scoffed, doing her best to focus on her own reflection while trying to get every strand of hair back in its intended position, hoping the dude would just catch her drift and take off. She didn’t feel like she was in a position here to be any blunter than she currently was…

The man laughed, frustratingly unimpressed by her cold shoulder. “Name’s Arne…” he introduced himself.

Upping her bitch game, Jessica looked at his reflection without changing her expression in the slightest before focusing back on herself, not giving any further reaction.

Keeping with his stubborn approach Arne continued. “So what the hell does a fine girl like you want with an old guy like Robert?”

“I have bad grand-daddy issues…” she shrugged, re-tying her ponytail just to have an excuse to not face the bald man.

He laughed. “Quite the mouth on you, honey…” he came closer, now standing right behind her. She could feel his hot breath against the back of her neck! “That mouth is a lot more suitable for me though…”

Okay, enough of this crap… Fed up, Jessica turned around. She could not be any clearer without saying the words directly, so she did just that.

“Okay, Adonis, listen…” she growled, giving her best intimidating face (while ignoring the shock she felt when she realized just how tall and broad this man was), “I’m not sure what your plan is here… Did you think you’d waltz in here and I’d be so impressed by the fact that you “cared” about me that I’d just let you bend me over one of the toilets and would beg you to fuck me?! Well here’s the news: No girl with even an iota of self-respect would ever have sex in some restroom with someone she just met! And I don’t know why you didn’t catch my signals here and thought this was just some “hard-to-get”-game I played, because I wasn’t playing, I was trying to give you a message! But YOU, you fucking shaved chimp, just don’t seem to get it, so I’ll say it one time and just for you I will do it slowly, just so your evolutionary disadvantaged brain might just stand a chance to keep up: I… am… not… interested!”

With every word of the last sentence she jabbed her forefinger into the man’s beefy chest. Arne seemed taken by surprise by her outburst, the smile he had had was wiped off his face, replaced by openmouthed shock and when she almost yelled those last four words into his face, her eyes glaring with anger, he actually staggered away from the much smaller Latina.

As soon as she saw the shocked expression on the man’s face Jessica realized just how out of place this was. She wasn’t angry at this man. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, making a clumsy play at her after Stefan and Robert had been the ones driving her into rage, using her like a sex toy. She was angry at the two men for treating her this way and mostly at herself for actually liking it!

As it sunk in how inappropriate her outburst was Jessica closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Bad time to snap, alone in a bathroom with this beefcake, but, man, she had needed that!

She opened her eyes, looking into Arne’s shocked eyes, swallowing hard and she knew that it was probably smart to get out of this situation while he was still shell-shocked.

“Good talk, buddy!” she coughed embarrassedly, patting a muscular shoulder as she scurried past him and out of the room.

Once she was outside she let out a groan, almost feeling like slapping herself in the face. Of all the men she had met today, while still a moron, Arne had been the least deserving of this. She could hear him mutter something unrecognizable behind her, but she figured he’d get over it. On her list of problems a stranger’s bruised ego took a pretty low spot…

“Hey!” she exclaimed, getting Robert’s attention as she re-entered the bar’s main room, “I want to leave now! Let’s go!”