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I look to the bartender who is an older guy. I expect him to ask for my ID, but he just winks at me, as if he knows my age and is letting it slide.
“I think I have to go to the bathroom,” I say to try and put a little space between me and Austin and to clear my fuzzy head.
The frat boy hops off his stool and holds out his hand for mine. “I can show you where it is, if you want?”
“Ah, sure,” I agree, even though I think I remember seeing a pink neon sign near the door that said “Restrooms.”
Still, I can’t be too careful in a place packed with strangers.
I slide off the stool and have to grab Austin’s upper arm to keep from stumbling. “Sorry.”
“No worries. Let’s get you to the bathroom,” he says as he grips my elbow and steers me through the crowd.
I was right. There is a sign near the front door. Seeing the familiar faces of our two guards, I wave at them.
One takes a step forward, but the other throws his arm out to stop him.
“You know those men?” Austin asks, slowing his steps down once we’re down the much quieter, empty hallway.
“Oh, yeah. They’re our guards, but they’re only here to observe, not interfere tonight.”
“Observe, huh? That sounds kind of hot.”
“Does it?” I ask in confusion.
Instead of answering me with words, Austin presses his lips to mine again. This time, he shoves his tongue into my mouth and there’s a lot of saliva. Like a gross amount. He doesn’t stop so I let him keep kissing me while walking me backward. Back, back, back, until we’re in a small dark room with a flickering glow from a television.
I put my palms on Austin’s stomach, pushing him away so I can glance around. “This isn’t the bathroom,” I remark. There’s a desk and chair, a refrigerator and microwave. Then a loveseat, raggedy and torn chocolate leather positioned in front of a television mounted on the wall. It’s on but there’s no sound coming from it, so the room is way too quiet after just being in the noisy club.
“It’s the employee’s break room,” Austin explains as he takes a step back. “Don’t worry. They’ll all be busy for the next few hours.”
When I drag my heavy eyes back to him, I notice his hands are on the front of his pants, unbuckling his belt, then unbuttoning.
“This isn’t the bathroom,” I repeat again.
“No, it’s not,” Austin agrees before he’s pressing me to the wall at my back and kissing me again.
I must be drunk because only when I feel his bulge do I recall Lochlan’s, and realize his intentions.
So, I guess I’m about to lose my virginity, just like I wanted.
In a ratty employee breakroom of a nightclub.
With a man I just met who doesn’t make me nervous or set my heart racing like Lochlan.
My knees go weak, causing me to wobble to the right. Austin instantly grabs my waist to steady me then laughs. “You are already hammered. I better get you on the sofa before you pass out.”
The sofa? No, I don’t want to sit on that sofa. It looks like it’s well used, and if I had to guess, probably not from just sitting, but from sleezy hookups like this every night.
“How did you…how did you know this room was here?” I ask when I grab his hands to shove them off me.
“The bartender told me. He rents it out, actually. Better than fucking in a bathroom stall, right?”
He rented out this weird little room to fuck me in it? When? How? I can’t seem to form any of those questions. And even if I could, Austin’s lips are on mine again. His hands are back on my waist, sliding around to my ass that he squeezes in both hands and groans into my mouth.
I think I’ve made a huge mistake.
This doesn’t feel right. It just feels…gross. Not exciting at all, just disgusting, like Austin had this planned all along as if he was so certain I was going to want to have sex with him.
