too tight pants is oblivious to their attention, at least until one brave soul decides to stroll up and take a taste of what Adeline can offer.
He isn’t much older than her from what I can tell, a mess of spiky blond hair and facial piercings. A tattoo peeks up from under the back of his collar when he turns to face Adeline where she dances.
Her eyes flick open and she gives him the same hazy, fake smile she gives everybody else, the one that pins them as nothing special while they believe they are. The man’s hand cups her cheek and he leans in to kiss her.
I know what you’re thinking.
She should shove him off. Should tell him she has a boyfriend. Should mention that her boyfriend is standing only a few feet from her.
But she doesn’t.
Not Adeline.
Not a girl who doesn’t care about any of them.
Call her a slut if you want. Clutch your pearls over her lack of commitment. But she won’t give much of a damn about your opinion because she’s living her life as she feels.
The same can’t be said for ninety-nine percent of the world, those people who love the comfortable walls of societal cages.
Adeline will go to her grave without regret for the way she lives her life, only for the bullshit that same life handed her.
I respect that.
Embody it.
Find more truth in her than I’ve ever witnessed in another person.
It’s why I can never stop watching.
That and she’s always good for entertainment, especially in moments like this.
Rather than shoving the stranger off, she melts into him, her beautiful body still moving in a teasing rhythm, her mouth opening wide to accept his tongue. She kisses like I know she will fuck if anybody ever plays her body right.
Warm.
Open.
Unashamed.
I’m not jealous. And other parts of my body that react are merely natural. They can’t be helped. Like watching porn. They have nothing to do with me wanting her for myself.
She’s too young.
I’m the reason for a large part of her heartbreak.
And it would be selfish of me to take advantage.
So, why don’t I believe it when I tell myself that?
In a way I helped create her, was part of the bullshit she’s trying to escape now.
But, fuck, if she isn’t more beautiful because of the fractures.
My lips twitch when No Dick finally looks up from his phone to notice what she’s doing, my shoulders shaking with a bark of laughter to see his jaw go slack in surprise.
The poor guy just learned that he’s nothing more than a number, a pathetic placeholder for one moment in time.
Most would assume that Adeline is drunk and doesn’t know better, but I’ve watched her do this before. She knows exactly what is going on. No Dick made the unfortunate mistake of not paying attention and she slipped through his fingers like water.
Damn, I admire her.
It’s rare to find a woman so uncaring and unafraid, especially one as young as her.
Shifting my posture, I watch with a smirk as Jason shoots from his seat to lay claim on his now soon-to-be ex-girlfriend, but rather than confronting the guy with his tongue crammed down her throat like any real man would, he grabs her hair instead and jerks her sideways.
This is a moment when I should step in to help. And I would if I didn’t know Adeline as well as I do. She isn’t a victim - yet another reason she intrigues me so much. Jason has no idea what’s coming.
The random stranger she’s kissing walks away like a scared jackass, unwilling to help a woman being manhandled by someone twice her size.
Wrenching away from Jason’s hold, Adeline’s blue eyes fill with a fire brighter than a thousand suns, a fierce blaze that warns of her violence.
One punch and she knocks Jason back a step, her mouth opening to tell him off, her hand landing on a drink sitting on the table that she throws at him with significant force. Not just the liquid, but the glass, as well, before shoving him against a wall and telling him where he can stick his piss poor attitude.
That’s my girl...
The date is as good as done, Jason slinking off into the crowd with his tail between his legs, as Adeline stares after him, pure adrenaline causing her cheeks to tinge red and her pulse to flutter.
I grin.
She truly is amazing.
And instead of crying or giving much of a damn for the scene she caused, Adeline finds another drink she’d