I was still breathless and desperate for Ryan to kiss me when I was shaken from my lustful stupor by Alice grabbing my arm "Hey babes! Are ya'll having fun?" she said with a wink.
Of course I was having fun. I was seconds away from making out with Ryan before she cut in. I glanced over at her. She had her ass pressed so deep in to Bentley's front side it was a wonder they weren't screwing right there on the dancefloor. I had to admire her enthusiasm and sheer freedom when he came to her sexuality.
I liked sex as much as the next girl, but I wasn't as forthecoming with it like Alice was. She jokingly called me a prude sometimes. Alice used her hand to motion for a drink and I nodded my head. I felt like I needed a cold shower, but a cold drink would do. I told Ryan Alice and I were going to go grab a drink. He said he would come with because he needed one too.
As we reached the bar I noticed a group of people sitting at the table staring. Particularily the platinum blonde bombshell who was defintely looking at me and definitely didn't look happy. Who the hell was she and what was her problem?
I noticed Bentley walk over to the table, shake hands with a couple of the guys and point up the stairs. They must all be friends and it looked like he was inviting them to join us. Great. I watched the blonde get up a little too quickly and head up to our table.
Drinks in hand, Ryan guided me through the crowd once more and back up to our table. Almost as soon as we reached the top of the stairs there she was with a huge smile on her face.
"Ryan! It's so good to see you," she said giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She made a point of looking at me before she whipsered something in his ear causing both of them to laugh. What a bitch.
Probably noticing my discomfort, Bentley asked if I was having fun, trying ot make small talk. He asked me where Alice was. I had only then just noticed she hadn't followed us upstairs. After scanning the dance floor I saw her laughing and dancing with some girl. I nodded my head and he leaned over to look and said "wow, thats hot."
I rolled my eyes. What a typical guy.
Ryan sat back down next to me and gave my thigh a little squeeze. I looked at him and smirked. Seemingly taking that as a challenge he grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap giving me a kiss on the cheek. I couldn't help but shreik and giggle. Seemed like everyone at the table, save for Barbie blonde was friendly and paid next to no mind of our flirtations.
I wondered if she was just a friend who had a thing for him and he didn't want her, or if she was an ex-girlfriend who still had feelings and couldn't accept he was moved on. Finally Alice returned and sat next to me. She gave Bentley a quick hug and kiss before she whispered in my ear "what's this chicks problem? She keeps glaring at you."
I pretended like I hadn't notcied and told her I assumed she was just a part of the friend group and maybe she had a crush on Ryan and was jealous I was sitting on his lap and not her. Alice motioned for me to follow her to the bathroom, which I did because I knew she wanted to talk shit and if I was being honest, I did too.
"Did you ask him who she was?" Alice asked. I told her I hadn't and that I truly wasn't paying the girl much attention. I'm pretty sure Alice saw right through that lie. "Whatever, she looks like a total bitch and you are so much hotter than she is."
"I mean if she wants him that bad she can have him," I said. "It's like like we're exclusive. We haven't even been on a real date."
After our shit talking session, which included a medium ugly guy who apparently was begging for Alice's number on the dance floor and wouldn't take no for an answer and almost got punched, we walked back to the table.
I immediately noticed Barbie and taken my spot next to Ryan and was being obnoxius throwing her head back laughing and touching his arm. He was leaning into her, listening as she whisper her next joke in his ear before she caught my gaze and smirked at me before scooting closer to him and resting her hand on his back.
I was quick to notice he didn't pull away and looked like he was definitely flirting back with her. Player, I thought. I looked at Alice, she mouthed "what the fuck" and I said I'd like to go home. The drinks were catching up with me and I didn't want to make a scene because now I was the one who was jealous.
We both snuck out of the club and got a Lyft back home. It would be twenty minutes before Ryan text me.
Where are you?
Going home. Headache.
Why didn't you say anything? I would have come with you.
You looked a little preoccupied. Enjoy the rest of your night.
With that I turned my phone off and looked out the window until we made our way back to the apartment. I'm sick to death of guys acting like they're into you one minute and then blatantly flirting with someone else the next. Right in front of you no less.
I didn't think Ryan and I were going to be anything serious, but the man did ask me out on a real date hours before and then he had the audacity to flirt with another girl minutes after we were dancing and laughing together.
Whatever. Maybe I'll let him explain himself tomorrow, but for now I was definitely ready to sleep.
I was awakened the next morning by what sounded like someone ransacking our apartment. I thought about searching for a weapon, just in case, when my senses finally came around and I realized I could hear Alice. "Where the fuck is it?" I could hear her say. I begrudgingly got myself out of bed and grabbed my favorite pink, fuzzy robe and exited my room. I could see Alice ripping her room apart and it looked like a tornado had gone through the whole place. "Alice what is going on?" I asked, concerned. She whipped her head around to look at me, I don't think I've ever seen her look so frazzled. "Have you seen my phone or my clutch? I can't find it anywhere and I'm panicking," she said. "Didn't you have it when we got in the car last night?" I asked.She said she couldn't remember. Which was fair...I honestly didn't remember much from last night except that damn Barbie wanna-be and Ryan. They weren't important right now. I told Alice I'd call her phone and we'd figure it out. I tur
Alice is getting impatient. I can't tell if she's being annoying on purpose or simply doesn't realize how infuriating the sound of her acrylic nails tapping on the table is. "Eve, baby let's go!" she calls for the umpteenth time. I pull my gaze away from the hallway mirror to tell her I was just fixing my lipstick. This isn't quite the truth, I was scanning every pore, hair folicle, and cell on my face to make sure any imperfections were concealed, hidden or blurred and I looked perfect."You always look put together even when you're ugly crying you manage to look like a super model. Now stop checking ourself out and let's go!" she says."Alright, Alright, Alright. I'm coming!" I say not even trying to hide my annoyance. Even though we've been roomates and best friends for years and she knows all of my quirks inside and out, she still gets pushy with me which often triggers my anxiety but I love her and I am excited to get out of our little apartment and have some fun. Alice and I
I relented. Alice what right. I'd sworn off flirting for too long and she was right, they were hot. We all sat down together and began talking and it was then I was able to take a better look at Ryan and Bentley. They both looked similar but also vastly different. I could tell from Alice's body language that she definitely preferred Bentley, which was fine by me because I defintely found Ryan to be the more attractive of the two. "You two have been making some good money tonight, maybe it should be you thats buying us drinks," Bentley jested with a giant grin stuck to his face.My body immediately tensed. So they had been watching us. I looked at Alice who seemed entirely unbothered. "You wanna play?" she asked. "Sure, but not for money," Ryan said. At that, Alice immediately said to count her out, but I was so enamored with him and wanted any excuse to be around him longer that I asked if he didn't want to play for money, what did he have in mind. His eyes met mine and he held my
That kiss! Oh my god. I should have grabbed him and pulled him in the car with me and took him home. His lips were so soft and I couldn't help but smile and bring my fingertips to my lips desperately clinging to the feeling. I was overcome with lust and regret at not taking him home with me when I had a sudden realization. I never got his phone number and he said he would pick me up on Sunday but he has no idea where I live. He may not even text or call. He make the date part of the bet but that didn't mean he was genuinely going to call. I hoped he would. A few minutes later the Urber pulled up outsid my apartment complex. I thanked the driver and exited the car and made my way up to the apartment never taking my mind off that kiss. I hopped in the shower and got ready for bed. I was just about to fall asleep when I heard the front door open. Alice must be home. From the sound of it Bentley didn't come with her, which was surprising. I thought for sure I'd hear them giggling and th
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