Runaway Husband

2: The Test

Flashback

"You got a little something on your lip baby," Ezra chuckles and wipes a bit of icecream from my mouth. I blush and look down, placing my spoon back in the cardboard bowl. He licks it off his thumb and it sends butterflies in my stomach.

This is our sixth actual date and we are getting serious. He comes to my work almost every shift I am there and makes sure to sit with me on my breaks, sharing a cupcake or a fresh baked bread with me. He's so fucking cute! We are spending the weekend together in Los Angeles and he made the move on me last night. I think I'm just overly nervous because it didn't bring me fireworks like I've read all my life but your first time isn't supposed to be pleasurable, right? I mean I had to get myself there but that's not like, weird. I don't know, I feel bad for being disappointed but like the way I feel around him is amazing enough to make up for that lack. I'm sure we will get there!

"There is a club a friend of mine is opening tonight. Wanna go?"

"Sure!" I smile and stand up, throwing away my bowl. Ezra already finished his icecream cone so we walk out hand in hand, him leading the way. I never thought I'd like someone this much! I mean, he isn't my original type but I guess as I grow older I'll find more than just that category. I'm more into Gothic, leather men. I mean come on, I found out I like guys by watching Green Day's Jesus of Suburbia and that man was a ten out of ten! He was part of my inspiration for spiking my hair up and wearing eyeliner. I just wish I could look as good as him one day.

Ezra is an oil tycoon I guess. So was his dad and his dad before him. He travels a lot for work and he makes bank bank. Like he's rich. It honestly scares me a bit. I grew up in a lower middle class life even when my dad left us. My mom always made sure our needs were met, just sometimes not our wants but that's okay! We all turned out okay, well, me and Sebastian don't see eye to eye but it's whatever.

After our trip started we decided to be exclusive, not that I was ever looking for anyone else but god I'm on cloud nine! He makes me laugh and not feel alone. I even told him where I was staying and he was shocked but he didn't make me leave. He's actually there for me. I don't know, it's just so nice.

We step out of the taxi and Ezra leads me to the front of the line at the club. I can already see lights flashing inside and the vibrations of the music. I'm really not even dressed for the occasion. I've never met his friends yet and what if I disappoint him?

He shakes hands with the bouncer and grabs my hand, pulling me with. The inside is kinda dark but there's two bars on each side, a huge dancefloor in the middle. I guess the stairs are more rooms? I don't know, this is my first time!

"Come on baby, Devon is up here!"

We walk across the dancefloor and up the lit up stairs. I don't feel like I fit in here but if Ezra wants me here I'll stay. We pass several tables and it looks a little exclusive up here.

"Um, are you sure we can be up here?"

"Stop your worrying baby cakes Devon said to meet him up here."

I glance at the tables we are passing and there are a few girls dressed in a glittery shag style dress, barely covering them at all. They are doing shots with businessmen and sitting on their laps. I don't know why but it makes me a little nervous. I'm a homebody I guess.

"Here we are," I feel Ezra put his arm around my waist and pull me in closer. "Baby doll this is Devon, my best friend and business partner."

Oh shit I didn't know that.

"Hi," I say shyly at the large muscular man. His bald head is so shiny I swear I can see the reflection of the lights above. He is wearing a tan suit and he looks really fucking scary.