Curved Edges ✔

(40) Excited X

♡ X

Dear Buddha, I am going to be flustered all night. Something I rarely am. But Feli sure got to me. I know she's flirty, but she never kisses anyone. She caught me off guard, but Buddha those lips are something else. She smelled like cherries and tasted like them too.

I eat the sushi left on the plate and wait for her to come out on stage. I order my favorite drink and stare at the curtain at the end of the stage. The lights flash, the music starts and I sit up. Her leg sticks out through the curtain and my mouth turns dry.

She always has an effect on me, she's amazing at what she does. But tonight it's worse. She has lit a fire in me and when she steps out from behind the curtain I feel like the only man in the room. She starts running and keeps her eyes locked on mine. She jumps up into the pole and spins around.

I stare at her fluid movements in trance and gasp when she takes her top and skirt off. Dear Buddha, she's beautiful and the way her body bends has me rock hard. She hangs upside down and unties her bikini top. She tosses it to me and I manage to catch it. She slides down and spreads her legs suggestively.

She ends her show by pushing her boobs around the pole and I'm sure half the guys in here came in their pants. I close my eyes for a second to try and compose myself. But I feel someone tug at the bikini top in my hands. 

My eyes shoot open and I feel her lips on mine again. She kisses me lightly, before saying: "That was a good catch baby. Can I have it back or would you like to keep it?"

I think about keeping it for a second, but then say: "You can have it back gorgeous if you promise to have dinner with me sometime." 

She takes the bikini top and puts it back on. I stare at her boobs and hear her clear her throat.

I look up into her eyes and she asks: "Are your kisses included in that dinner date?"

My jaw drops and I nod. At least I think I do. 

A sly smile appears on her face and she says: "I'll consider it, sexy." She turns around and her ass sways as she walks away. I breathe out slowly and grab the drink that has magically appeared on my table. I throw it back and try to compose myself.

I watch Montell make his way towards me and he asks if he can sit down. I gesture to the spot next to me and he slides onto the booth. I call for a waitress and ask him if he wants something to drink. 

He orders a calypso shot after trying to get a bottle of dark rum and a glass. 

I chuckle and say: "Your mom trained them well. They force every guest to order a cocktail or shot."

Montell mumbles a bit annoyed and downs the shot as soon as the glass hits the table. I raise my eyebrow slowly and wait for him to explain this whole mood he seems to be in. 

He sighs and says: "I need another shot to start this conversation." 

I raise my hand and order us both another drink from the cocktail waitress.

He downs his again and speaks with his eyes pointed at the table. "I might be in love with your sister and probably just fucked it all up." He sighs and rubs his face.

Well, I'll be damned. I never thought I'd see the day. Montell in love? Ha.

I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and pull it out. It's a message from Noah. He needs someone to talk to and asks where I am. I guess Conan is working tonight. Because I'm certainly not his first choice when it comes to talks. We basically drink and admire the girls in the club when we get together.