His boss, Jay stood there in white long-sleeved button down shirt and jeans. The sleeves were rolled up just below his elbows, finishing off his attire making him seem like anything but the guy Justin worked for.
A big smile showcased on his face as his hand reached over to greet Justin's. "Hey, man." Jay greeted him. A bright, sunset colored margarita was placed in his other hand. Justin's heartbeat stopped for a second in thinking that this would have a bad impression towards his work but according to Jay he was well exceeding all his tasks. "Night out with a special girl?" Jay asked as he let out a small chuckle.
Justin smiled and nodded his head, shrugging as his posture loosened up a bit. "I guess you coudl say that."
Those words made Jay chuckle again. "Yeah," he lifted the drink up slightly in midair.
"I'm here with mine too. This is for her." His eyes traveled onto the rim of the glass as he studied the content inside. "I, for one wouldn't be able to drink any intoxicants mixed with citrus of whatever sort." Just as Justin was about to say something, Jay cut him off and spoke again."Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner? Talk about some over about work. Maybe even bring a date along. I'll even bring mine. So how 'bout it?"
Justin looked at him. "Uh, yeah. That sounds great," he agreed. His eyes searched the room for Miley to make sure if she was back yet before he rested them onto Jay's brown ones. "When should we schedule it for?"
Jay placed his hand on Justin's shoulder. "Bromance, dude. Lighten up. How about Tuesday night? It'll be on me. Mariano's."
"Yeah, sure. It's fine. Thanks bo-- I mean Jay." Justin laughed as he pointed his finger in the air.
"Alright then. I'll be seeing you at work tomorrow?" He asked as he turned around, waiting to take a step toward the rest of his planned night. Justin nodded.
"I wouldn't think of letting you down." He waved goodbye to him and watched him disappear further into the club.
. . .
Nick smiled down at his girlfriend as she took the drink right out of his hand. They were standing on the lit up dance floor.
"Thanks," Selena murmured as she took a sip of the strong substance. She stopped swaying her hips to the music that was traveling around the heaving bodies from the loud speakers. She knew she had eyes of all the boys on her and she also knew that Nick was aware of it. She found her eyes look into his as she narrowed them. "Why did you bring me here?"
"You complained that we didn't get to spend much time together." He began as he placed his hands on her perfectly shaped hips. "And then there was me acting like an ass," he admitted as he brought his eyes down to stare straight into her gaze.
She knew he saw her stare soften so she tore it away. Taking another drink of the substance in her glass, she distanced her body from Nick slightly as she began dancing, wanting to get lost in the music.
Nick reached out and grabbed her wrist, making her look up at him. He just stared at her before he traced her lips with his eyes. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against her, indulging her in a kiss.
When he pulled away he just looked at her. "I'll give you some space now," he spoke quietly as he took the almost empty drink out of her hand and made his way down the spotlighted stage.
. . .
"I had fun tonight," Miley admitted as she let out a laugh. She traveled her gaze to her heels that were dangling in Justin's hands. She looked down at her feet which were in his own shoes once they got to the car. "And thank you for this." She nodded down toward his shoes.
Justin let out a laugh as he looked down at his bare feet and then back at her. He unlocked his car and nudged her lightly as he helped her into the car. "No problem, and I'm glad you had fun." He smiled, as he handed her the heels and she shook off his shoes for him to wear with her legs sticking out of the car.
She flashed another smile at him.
"And I see you're not a drinker."
"Nope," she said as she popped her lip on the p.
"How about a kisser?" Justin questioned. His lips tugged into a smirk as their faces leaned near each other. He kissed her softly. "I was wondering if you'd like to be my date for dinner with my boss?" He murmured in between kisses.
Miley pulled away as she bit his lip. She giggled and bit her lower lip gently, which would leave marks there that would show up later. She nodded. "Of course."
"So it's a yes?"
"Yes!" She let out a laugh as she slapped his shoulder playfully.
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Temporary Bliss
RomanceHe's been trying to get her. All she wants is to lose herself in the moment. When luck intercedes, it leads to an idea that benefits both of them. They both swear on no feelings, just the sexual pleasure. But like every other love story out there...