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“Are you still stewing about the drink price?” Tarrah lifts a brow at me, her fingers wrapped around the straw as she rattles the ice cubes in her glass. She looks like she’s trying to seduce me, but when I glance over my shoulder to find a guy checking her out, it all makes sense.
“Are you just going to stand there and let a perfectly hot guy get away?” I shoot back.
“As a matter of fact—yes,” she announces and waves a hand between us. “This is girls’ night, and there’s no room for dick here.”
“Speak for yourself.” Micah pops up next to us and snorts. “I have a huge dick waiting for me at home.”
“And I actually thought you’d miss living with me. How naive,” I say sarcastically.
My old roommate wraps an arm around my shoulders in a welcoming embrace, and the lights further dim as people filter through the shadows across the stage, cords following along behind them in tangled chaos.
After a few minutes of catching up with the girls, the room erupts into claps and screams as the opening band takes the stage. A spotlight immediately shines on a woman with a guitar wrapped across her body like a purse. To her left, a man on the keyboard nods in a familiar and comforting gesture, and it makes me smile.
“I need another drink. What about you two?” Tarrah checks our glasses like I do at the restaurant. Once she confirms we don’t need more at the moment, she spins on her thick boxed heel toward the bar, her suede skirt tightening around her lean thighs with each step.
If the guy behind me wasn’t checking her out before, he certainly is now. Tarrah might be on the shorter side and stays petite due to the demands of her job, but what she lacks in size, she more than makes up for in confidence.
As the mystery guy walks over to where my friend leans on the bar, the music blares from the stage. The woman carries a high note I’ve never dreamed of attempting, even during my private shower concerts.
The man’s hands fly over the keyboard as they dive into the chorus, and Micah and I sway into each other, checking over our shoulders every now and then to keep an eye on Tarrah.
“He is so into her.” Micah smirks, looping her arm through mine. “What about you, babe? Any action since you’ve had the whole apartment to yourself?”
“You’re forgetting about the crude rock star who’s taken up most of my home with his ego,” I say over the music.
“So what? You have a room with a lock on the door.”
“I know that.” I stick my tongue out at her, and my hips move of their own accord to the beat of the drum, my high-waisted skirt riding up with each movement.
“Just have some fun with the rock star, then.”
I gasp.
“What?” She gives me a gentle shake. “Elijah might be a temporary roommate, but he could give you orgasms to last a lifetime. He could show you some moves I’ve never even heard of, let alone tried myself.”
“What about…” I jerk my head in the direction where Tarrah now places her hand on the mystery guy’s shoulder, her smile coy and suggestive. Guess she chucked the idea of “no dick” tonight.
“She doesn’t control her brother’s sex life. If she did, he wouldn’t have slept with half the women in this country—and outside of it.”
“Wow. That is romantic,” I deadpan. “Where can I sign up?”
She tosses her head back and laughs.
But I don’t join her.
The truth is, I hate thinking about Elijah’s eclectic sexual history. I’ve always known he’s experienced and cultured in sex like it’s an art form, but since I started living with him, I’ve seen a whole new side of him.
One that momentarily made me forget who he really is. But the cold, hard truth disappoints me now.
“I don’t find him appealing,” I argue with Micah, but it’s more for myself.
“Who?” Tarrah squeezes between us and loops both her arms in each of ours.
I jump back, my guilt shooting in each direction throughout my body like a game of Pong. “My gynecologist,” I blurt.
She furrows her brows and looks to Micah for answers, but thankfully, she reads my glare over Tarrah’s head loud and clear.
“I’m thinking about going to him as well,” Micah plays along. “I can’t keep seeing my current one. He’s too hot, and that’s just not the kind of doctor I want to have any… sensations for. I mean, Harvey takes care of that, no problem, but I’m still a woman.”
