He chucks down another drink, still not wincing. It's vodka. And why the hell was I looking at him?
"Let's go dance. "I hear finally turning back to my friend.
"You know I don't dance. "I wave her off. Resettling my eyes back to the mystery man. And how in all reason could he be alone. Pretty boys were never alone. No guy that attractive was ever alone. Me of all people should know that.
"Suit yourself!" she spits, she's drunk. Typical. I hardly look at her stumble to the dance floor. Now,where was his company?
His eyes lock with mine.
"Shit! "I say almost falling from my seat trying to avert his eyes. I hear him chuckle. I'm such an idiot. I look at anything but him.
But I can feel his gaze boring through me. My que to leave. And where in hell was that bitch I call my friend. I couldn't leave her. Only because she had my house keys as insurance that I won't abandon her like I normally do.
I scan the place for her. No sign. My eyes land on the semi angel rising from his seat. I sure hope the bathroom is in my direction.
"I saw you checking me out earlier and I figured I should easen your job by coming closer. "he smirks. Ego, check! Typical.
"Thank you for being so thoughtful.. "I say my best fake smile plastered on my face. His ever so perfect lips part to speak. "But. "his smile fades. Bingo! "I really should be on my way. "
"Without your little friend? "he shoves me back to my seat after my attempt to stand. Why do I find that so arousing? Fuck my lack of adequate sex for the past few months. "she's a mess. You really shouldn't leave her alone in her state. At least not in this place. "
"Well 'Mr I care about everything with vags 'if you're so concerned, she's your problem now. "I stand up to leave. I'll sleep in a hotel tonight .
"I appreciate the nickname BTW. "he laughs. "but sadly, "he rises from his seat and grabs my hand. His lips close to my ear. I can smell the vodka in his breath. Why the Fuck was I so shaky?! "I don't fuck whores. "
Oh no he didn't!
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