"She looked fabulous on the stage, a real natural." Doll sat down next to me.
"I saw, I'd love to get her alone." I smirked.
"I don't know about that Evelyn," she popped open the bottle and poured herself a glass, "she said she's only into guys."
"You've got to be fuckin-"
"However. She was eyeing up Diamond so, anything is possible. She seems young, willing to explore. You should go talk to her." Without saying anything else Doll got up and went to mingle with other guest.
As Doll disappeared into the crowd her words rang in my head. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe... No, it was definitely the alcohol, I'm usually I'm calm headed person. I have to, can't just go punch a kid. I downed my last cup and took a breather. I made my way through the throng of people, my eyes hyper focused on the door to the dressing room. I took one final deep breath before opening the door.
There in the seats was Anglica, her head tipped over as her brown hair draped behind her. She looked gorgeous as my eyes wondered down her figured I realized something was missing. Her shirt. Her eyes shot opened, and I knew I was fucked.
"What the fuck!" Her arm quickly went over her chest, "You fucking pervert you tryna get a cheap shot?!"
"What no" I raised my hand to cover my eyes.
"Then why the fuck are you down here?! You could've knocked!" She hissed.
I held my hands up defensively, my heart pounding in my chest. "I-I didn't mean to intrude, I just... Doll said I should come talk to you. Said you might be interested in Diamond or something."
Her expression went from defensive to shocked. "What no, she just looked good on the poles. I was just learning."
Anglica sighed heavily, letting her arm fall from her chest as she reached for her shirt. "Look sorry for snapping it's just been a stressful couple of days. I just moved out here for college."
"College?"
"Yeah?"
My heart suddenly jumped in my chest. College. In this town? The only college I could I think of was mine. But there's no way... There's no way someone who wants to become a teacher would put themselves out here a stripper, right? She has to be there for a different reason or at very least different course. Yeah, that makes more sense... and it'd be a lot easier for me.
"So, you're new out here huh? What does the family think?"
"Couldn't care." She starts to stand up, "and you shouldn't either. It's not polite to sick your nose where it doesn't belong."
"Sorry, I just like to get to know my girls better." I nervously laugh.
I didn't want her to leave just yet. I've been desperate all night, desperate to know her more. To see her more, to feel her more.
Just desperate for anything more.
She walks towards the exit brushing past me. Reflex kick in and I grab her wrist, pulling her body close to mine. She's so close the height difference is very noticeable; she tills her head up to look at me. Anglica's eyes widened in surprise as I pulled her closer, her breath catching in her throat. For a moment, neither of us said anything, the tension between us palpable in the air.
"This has been the longest I've heard you go without saying something." I smiled.
"I... I don't really have any words."
Without another word, she closed the distance between us, pressing her lips against mine in a soft, tentative kiss. Our bodies rubbing up against each other, the kiss dripping deeper and deeper into needy short breath kisses. Her lip gloss transferring from her lips to mine as she gripped onto my hair.
I picked her up, her legs instantly wrapping around my waist. My hands cupping her ass to hoist her up higher.
"Fuck... I didn't expect to be making out with my boss."
"We'll be doing a lot more than making out, love."
"In the changing rooms?"
She did have a point, I didn't want anyone coming in while I hand her bent over, dripping down my-
"What about your office." Her eyes danced with innocence, but her lips told another tale.
I grabbed her hand and under the cover of the lights, music, and chaos we made our way up to my office.
