A Heated Dance

*Willow*

I was so annoyed.

Dinner didn't go the way I wanted it to. Mom brought up my ex and asked why Orlando and I weren't dating. Had she no tact? And why was she so damn invested in the internship? It was mine not hers.

Whatever. I was going to get drunk tonight and maybe let Orlando eat me out later.

When we stepped off the elevator, I felt amazing. Orlando’s eyes were glued to me and my tight green dress. I glanced over at Nathaniel and saw his eyes were on me too.

Was he…checking me out?

Had my kiss hypnotized him that much? I knew I was a better kisser than him. I mean he’s drooling over me.

“Nathaniel looks good tonight, huh?” Shauna whispered as we waited for the car.

I looked over at him. He was wearing a black, short sleeve button up with the first few buttons undone to show off his chest and black ripped jeans. Good wasn't the word to describe him at all.

Unfortunately the word was sexy.

“Um, yeah, he looks really good,” I whispered back.

“You're so lucky, Willow. Nath