A Divine Lust {Stud×Fem}

xvi. third-wheel

tahiri

I felt better following our date, I was thankful, she's a sweet human, but she's still a nuisance.

A client solicited a realism abstract from me, her mother died last week and she wanted a memoir, she wanted to be reminded of how blessed her childhood was having her mother around.

I sat in the studio, sketching an envision to suit the client's demands, I needed this to be remarkable.

PING.

I looked over and saw two texts from Dante.

"You have to come with me to the club."
"It's dire." //4:12

"You need to elaborate." //4:13

"There's this man, his name's Rashad." //4:14

"Is he the bartender?" //4:14

"No, that didn't work out." //4:14

"🙄" //4:15

"He's a model, we met on IG, and he invited me to the club. You have to come." //4:15

"I hate third wheeling." //4:15

"You can stand in the corner."
"You'll be there to make sure he isn't a serial killer." //4:16

"🙄🙄🙄" //4:16

"I third-wheeled on the boat and was mute the entire time." //4:16

"Sir, what?" //4:17

"You and the stud were undressing each other, so I had to find someone to undress me. I didn't want to feel awkward." //4:18

"Wow."
"Ok, that still isn't third wheeling." //4:19

"I felt like a third wheel."
"And I'll need a ride too, we're heading to club exotic." //4:19

"You're unbelievable." //4:20

"😜😘"
"You can come for ten." //4:20

I exhaled and looked at the sketch. I should throw something at his head later.

It was dark out, Dante and I went to the club and stood at the bar. I viewed the drinks list, Dante looked around for his man, I still can't believe he reeled me into this.

"You see him?" I asked. Dante shook his head. "I'll send him a text."

"You want me to wait?" I asked, referring to our drink orders. "Go on, I'll drink with him." Dante answered.

I ordered one drink.

"He's here, he'll meet us at the bar." Dante informed. I nodded. "Lord, he better be decent and kind, I can't deal with an irritable lunatic." Dante stated.

I caressed his shoulder. "You should be fine."

"Oh!" Dante lit like a star. "He's coming over." I looked. A tall, dark skinned, man walked to us.

"Ok, act normal." Dante said, fixing himself. "You need to act normal, this date isn't mine."

"I know... whatever." Dante viewed Rashad. "He's so handsome."

"You're in luck." I concurred.

Rashad made it. He smiled at Dante. "Hi."

"Hello." Dante acted all bashful. "I'm Rashad." He saluted. "I'm Dante." He and Rashad shook hands.

"I'll be over there." I mumbled to Dante. I looked to Rashad. "You better treat him nice." Rashad chuckled. "I'm harmless."

"You better be." I said, leaving them.

I felt like a mother.

Dante and Rashad conversed at the bar. I sat in the lounge, drank, and texted "the stud."