Host of Imperfections

Chapter47

Tarja and I had such a good time at the concert fawning over Robin Thicke and belting out all the lyrics to practically every single song Mary performed, I almost forgot Jay and Malik were even accompanying us. For the most part they sat there making harmless jokes about how hype we were but if they paid close attention- every female in that arena was just as into the songs as we were. In comparison to the other heterosexual guys pointed out, they all had the same look on their faces as if they'd been drug to this event against their will. If you ask me they all secretly enjoyed it.

By the end of the night, the tension between Jay and I had lessoned.

Not completely but we were making progress. As usual, he was acting as if nothing dramatic had ever happened between us and we were cool. Not together but cool. You know guys are the complete opposite of females sometimes. While we stress about the littlest things, they somehow tend to be so damn carefree.

As planned we all headed on over to the after party once the concert was over.

I swear every black person in Houston or the state of Texas for that matter was in attendance. So many familiar faces were recognized that I'd gone to grade school with it was ridiculous. I was never more grateful to know someone like Malik and Jay at the time though; connections left and right I tell you.

Skipping the long ass lines we headed inside and settled in the VIP lounge. Jay was out of sight and Tarja and Malik were caught up in their own little world, I decided to slip off to the bar and get myself a drink. Nothing drastic, just something to quench my thirst.

I stood there for a little over 3 minutes before the bar tender handed over the Apple Martini I had ordered. Before I had a chance to pay the guy, an all too familiar scent filled my nostrils.

"Right here man." Jay's voice sounded in my ears and I looked up to see him paying the guy for my drink and ordering one for himself at the same time.

I smiled and shook my head. "What are you doing?"

"Buying you a drink." He replied as if I were confusing him. I mean I knew what he was doing but ...yeah, obviously I was throwing myself off.

"And who asked you to do that?" The music was blaring but for some reason we didn't have to do much yelling to understand what each other was saying.

Slightly throwing his hands up in defense, he leaned against the bar. "Habit, I guess. A pretty young thing like yourself shouldn't be subjected to spend money on things like that."

I know he wasn't trying to buy my time now but honestly I wasn't about to stand here and complain anymore. Unbeknownst to my own actions I ended up giving him those flirty eyes and pursing my lips to the side. "Hmph. Well thank you." I raised the dainty little glass in his direction and turned on my heels to leave.

"Hold up!" He grabbed my elbow gently. "That's not how it works."

I turned around amused.

"What are you talking about now Jay?" Shoving the giant sized clutch in my hand between my arm and side, I shifted my weight to side and waited for a response.

"If I buy you a drink, that means you stay here and talk to me until I dismiss you right?" He was too damn slick for his own good. But to be quite frank, I couldn't stand how turned on this foolishness was actually making me.

"Dismiss me? So thats how its supposed to work, I cant dismiss you?"

He ignored my question and I noticed his eyes traveling up and down the lower half of my body. "This new?" He pulled on the snug material of my dress letting it snap back into place.