The Look Of Knowledge

32. Proud Americans Up And About

"The boys are staring.." Mika said peeking over my shoulder in the middle of our first publicly disturbing make out session. I've always hated to see couples basically humping one another on chairs. The girl on top and the dude sitting, most definitely hiding a massive hard on. But I gotta admit, until you try it, you don't know how much fun it is.

I didn't give Mika's words much importance but I cringed as she tried to get up from my lap, so I held her hips tightly so she couldn't let go.

"Jules.." She sighed, probably uncomfortable by our friends looking at us.

"They'll get used to it" I assured her, leaving a short kiss on her lips but she pulled back.

"Can't you wait until we all leave?" She asked hiding a lock of my hair behind my ear. Which I hated how it looked on me, but I'd let her do anything.

"Let's go somewhere now" I suggested running my hands down her back. She tilted her head to the right and looked at me for a few seconds.

"You know what? I have a theory" she whispered the second part in my now uncovered ear.

"I'm intrigued" I rise my eyebrows.

"You act like you don't know how attractive you are, but I think you do" she smiled playfully resting her arms on my shoulders.

"I do?"

"You do. And you use it, your beauty, to get whatever you want, but by pretending that you don't know how beautiful you are, your game becomes not so evident and obvious. So there's a bigger chance for you to get what you're trying to get"

"Fuck, you got me" I joked. "How did you even..."

"I know, I'm awesome" she said, sitting closer to me. Uh oh.

Oh.

"Jules..." She began looking down at me crotch. I looked at her embarrassed as she bit her lip trying to suppress a laugh.

"It would help if you didn't sit right on it" I suggested, to which she ended up laughing anyhow.

"Sorry" she pecked my lips and stood up, so I quickly covered my boner with my thankfully oversized Lakers shirt. "Are you gonna take care of that?" She asked looking at it amused.

"Aren't you?" I asked smirking.

Suddenly I felt my phone vibrating on my front pocket.

Incoming call: Juliet.

"Shit" I whispered. I completely forgot about Juliet. "Wait a sec, I gotta take this" I told Mika getting on my feet. She looked at me confused as I left her standing there.

I left the bar and once I was out I took the call.

"Hey, sorry. Forgot to call"

"I noticed" she said sternly. "Are you gonna come home?"

"I don't- Uhh.. I'm in the studio with The Strokes, so.. I'll probably finish very late." I said. I lied. Why did I lie?

"The Strokes? I thought you were all about the new material with Jeff, Alex and the new curly guy with the weird fashion sense. Mostacho?"