Let Me Teach Ya (Nemi)

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Demi POV

After getting the phone call from Nick, and hearing him say that he was going back to Delta, as if I meant nothing, I knew there was no way I would be able to go back to work for him, at least, not any time soon.I came to a decision and decided to take medical leave, until I had figured out on what to do about my job. Was it even possible to go back and work for the man I was so deeply connected with? I sighed as another phone call came through, making my phone light up. I looked down and saw that it was Nick, again. I tossed the phone off to the side and continued to lay back on rummage through my closet.

It was now Wednesday and I had officially missed three days of work with Nick. I am guessing by the number of phone calls and voicemails, that he is confused as to why I am on medical leave, but I just couldn't face him, yet. I needed space, and this was the only way I knew how.

As I waited for the voicemail to pick up, I continued to sift through my closet, pulling out a cute dress that clung to my curves and displayed my assets rather nicely. I held it up for me to look at, and then decided that this was the one. I quickly slipped on the dress and then made my way over to the bathroom, so that I could start doing my hair and make-up.

Even though I should be keeping a low profile, for being on medical leave, I needed to get out of the house. I needed to clear my mind and forget about Nick. Luckily, Marissa was free and told me that she would help me out. We both have been wanting to check out the new lounge over on 6th street, which just opened up down the road. She told me that there would, for sure, be some gorgeous, eye candy, to pine after, hopefully making me forget all about Nick. I quickly finished getting ready, and then grabbed a cute pair of heels and a clutch to match. When I was finished, I walked out of my room, and found Marissa waiting out in the front room.

"Wow, damn, girl!" Marissa shouted as she stood up straight and made her way over to me. I just laughed and looked down at my outfit.

"What?" I asked her as I continued to look down at my dress. "Does it look okay?" I asked her.

"Okay? Demi, you look f ucking hot. All eyes will be glued to you!" She said as she walked around me, looking me up and down. I couldn't help, but laugh. "Maybe we can find you a f.uck buddy for tonight," Marissa said making me snap up at her.

I shook my head, remembering the sweet, sensual times Nick and I had together. "I-I don't know. I don't think I am ready for that. I don't want to sleep around," I said as I started to become a little shy.

"Demi, its okay to see what's out there. You aren't sleeping with the whole world. Live a little. You get a free pass tonight. Live on the edge, and just have fun! Experiment! You may find something good!" She said as she laughed and grabbed her purse off the couch.

I watched as she threw it over her shoulder, and then made her way over to me. "I just want to go have a drink," I simply said. Marissa nodded her head. She knew how my brain worked, and she knew that I just needed to worry about myself right now.

"Okay, well, let's go get you a drink then," She said as she placed her arm around my shoulder, and walked with me out the door.

Together, Marissa and I grabbed a cab down to the lounge. We didn't feel like walking all the way down the road, especially in our heels. Once we pulled up, we got out, and made our way inside. Immediately, we migrated over to the bar area, and ordered ourselves drinks. Marissa ordered a beer, while I wanted to stick to the hard liquor. I wanted to let loose and just forget the world. The bartender handed me a cranberry vodka, and when I went to pay for it, he told me it was taken care of. I looked at him a little confused. He nodded his head in a direction past my shoulder. I turned around, wanting to see who had just bought my drink. My eyes scanned until they locked in on Wilmer. I stood there, completely shocked, as he gave me nod, and showed me one of his most charming smiles, that had a way of making me go weak in the knees. I raised my glass towards him, returned the smile, and then quickly turned back around.