without a doubt say you were as cold and deadly as one.”
“So not true.” I pursed my lips and shook my head. One word came to mind –Inaccessible.
Brady started laughing, as did Chris and Sam. Great all my friends thought this of me.
Maybe they had a point.
Memories of every man I dated, well I wouldn’t call it that, but had any relationship always ended with me throwing him to the curb, so Chris was right I supposed. I took my shot down needing to focus on something other than my emotional inaccessibility.
“Moving on; I doubt that I presented him with any challenge, or invitation of such.” Then another thought crossed my mind as I looked between Brady and Sam. “I was informed he had a partner. What do you guys know about him?”
“English Hot tee…” Sam raised her eyebrows.
“Partner in crime more like!” Brady huffed, and looked at Sam. Whoa, was I sensing a bit of jealousy?
“Oh stop it Brady.” I looked over to Sam “You met him?” I really wanted her take on him.
“Yes I did, and he can bend me over any conference table he chooses,” She laughed taking her third shot of Tequila.
“Oh Sam love…” Brady walked to her, positioned himself in front of her spreading her legs open, and fit his body tight to hers. “You need to get laid, and I’m more than willing to bend you over”
Laughing at his display, he was gyrating into her, teasingly with added sound effects. Chris and I both laughed our heads off, as we could not contain the humor of his actions.
Poor Sam, it was obvious he and she both had a thing for the other. So stubborn; the two of them are.
I knew that one day soon, they would end up in bed. Maybe, wishful thinking, but the sexual tension between the two of them was thick.
Sam looked over at me, rolling her eyes. I smiled and nodded.
As things needed to get crazy, our song blasted thru the speakers. “Paradiso Girls-Patron Tequila”
We both started laughing, and looked to the bartender. Damn she was quick.
Another round.
Taking the shots, Sam and I were quick to get to the dance floor. More like the one, we decided belonged there. We were undoubtedly drunk, and dancing away. Singing the lyrics, we were finally drunk and lose, just as we had intended.
Brady was quick to jump in, as he loved the attention, but more importantly an excuse, allowing him to be all over Sam. Returning to the bar, the alcohol was doing its job on Sam. Her guards down, and it almost look like the two of them were close to being undone.
Neither of them willing to totally let go, nor kiss, but they were so damn close. I couldn’t help but grin. Chris noticed what was inevitable between the two of them.
I raised my sight to the Bartender. It was time for a check.
“You are heading out?” Chris looked to me
“It’s late, and I’m drunk the second night in a row. Shit it’s not even Friday” Shaking my head, fuck, two nights in a row. My nerves were taking over, and I was getting careless. I needed to get myself home.
“Technically it is.” Chris laughed looking down at his watch.
“Where’s your car?” he added
“Garage. I walked here. Benefits of living close by.”
“I know it’s only three blocks, but let me take you home, this is the city and you look like someone’s temptation.” I felt his eyes appraise me. Oh Chris, not good. He needed to let the past go.
“Ok.” I didn’t have it in me to argue and a ride seemed like a good idea.
Signing for the bill, my senses caught that familiar cologne. I whipped my head around looking for the source. My eyes darted around the dark bar, searching for the owner of the cologne. Every hair on my neck stood in attention, or possibly a fevered anticipation.
“What is it?” Chris looked to me
“I don’t know …I’ve smelled this cologne all day. It’s weird, but somehow I know it.” Still searching, I probably looked desperate or really fucking drunk.
“Uh, Lil, a lot of guys were cologne. It’s possible that this cologne is just a popular one at best.” He smiled shaking his head at me.
“Yeah, I’m sure your right.” Of course, he was right. And it was clear that I liked this cologne. I gathered my purse; looking up to him, as he had his arm extended for my taking. “Let’s get out of here.” I smiled.
“Smartest thing