Saving Tyler

TWENTY-THREE

Alec

"There's another client that we have for you, Mr. Woods." a woman tells me.

I look up at her, and she was wearing a black suit and had her hair back in a bun. She was brunette, had glasses, and pink lipstick on.

"I'll be out there. Just have them wait for me near the dead lift area." I tell her.

"I'll let her know, Woods." she says and walks away.

I rub my eyes, yawning.

Another day, another dollar.

I stood up from the swivel chair and walked out of the office. I walk towards the weight lifting area, ignoring everyone greeting me. I was getting more bored with everyone around me everyday. I'm tired of seeing the same faces everyday.

I spot the woman talking to a girl same to her height. The girl's back was towards me, and she was wearing a blue tank top with tiny black shorts. Her hair was tied back into a ponytail and she had brown hair. She had a small structure, but she had curves like I've never seen before. 

This is definitely a new challenge for me.

I slowed down my pace as I got closer to the two girls. Though, I was more into the girl who is my new client. The woman in the suit looks at me and smiles.

"Here he is now," she greets.

The girl turns her head, and I think my jaw dropped onto the floor. She smiled that familiar smile at me and waved at me. 

"Hi, Alec!" Tyler squeaks.

"Tyler?" I breathe out.

"Alec." she repeats.

"Tyler."

"Alec." she puts her hand on my shoulder and starts shaking me.

"Tyler." 

"Wake up!" she beamed, shaking her head.

Huh?

"Alec, wake up!" she repeats, her smile not going away. "Wake up!"

 I felt a hand come in contact with my cheek. I furrow my brows.

"Hey! Wake up!" Tyler shouts, shaking me violently.

I opened my eyes, and I found Tyler sitting next to me. Was she wearing that last night? She was wearing a dark red button up shirt and black leggings. Her hair was wavy and had a strand pinned back with a bobby pin.

She definitely wasn't wearing that last night.

I realized that I was dreaming, and I frown. I lift my head and looked around. I was in her room. Again. Did I sleep with her last night? Two times in a row? Holy cow, that should be a record for me. I look back at her, and she was frowning at me.

"What?" I say, closing my eyes.

I felt the bed dip more, and she was closer to me. "You were calling me in your sleep."

Oh right...

I open my eyes. She was still looking at me with a frown. I mentally punched myself. That damn dream got to me. What was that dream about? It didn't finish...

"Sorry..." I groggily say, closing my eyes.

Something was missing...

I reach for her hand, she pulled back a little bit at first, but then relaxed. I move her hand onto my cheek.