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“Get me an Ardbeg neat, triple. Thanks.”
Within a few minutes, Pratt serves my drink. I dismiss him and lean against the open door of my office which overlooks the club.
I light my cigarette and scan the small sea of people for anyone I can take home. A lady who just walked in catches my attention. She embodies my type: long brunette hair, red painted lips, and a body that invites sin. The complete opposite of Gianna.
The gorgeous porcelain doll-looking lady’s eyes meet mine and it clicks. She would be the perfect woman to get Gianna out of my mind.
It's easy getting her into my private room at the club. I sit on the sofa while the lady whose name I can't remember drops to her knees. She unzips my pants and pulls out my dick and slowly starts to blow me.
I puff out smoke in the air and stare up at the ceiling. A few minutes later, she pulls away and huffs in annoyance. She starts to jerk me off to no avail. My cock remains flaccid.
“Do you have a medical issue? Why aren't you getting hard?” she complains while still stroking me.
“Just try again,” I absentmindedly say, pissed that she disturbed my peace. She takes my cock in her mouth again and I close my eyes to concentrate.
It fails. I sigh loudly in defeat. “You know what, just stop.” I pull her off me and she glares at me. “You can leave.
She gets up and fixes her crumpled dress. She grabs her purse from the bed and storms out.
I place my head on my hand and cuss. Fuck. Not only is Gianna messing with my head but also my ability to perform.
Maybe if I sleep with her one more time, I can get her out of my head, and everything would go back to normal. I would just have to wait for her to come back from her so-called date.
Or, an idea strikes me, if I have to ruin her date just to have her, then so be it.
I order some more drinks with a new plan in mind. One more time and I'm done.
Chapter 11
Gianna
I wrap my jacket around myself because it's a brisk, winter evening in February.
The last vestiges of daylight are slowly dissipating into a dark, velvety, shimmering night sky. Everyone seems in a hurry to get home. I barely avoid bumping into a lovey-dovey couple.
I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the restaurant Nala had explicitly given me directions to.
Now that I'm here, I can't help but feel nervous. Why did I let her do this again?
Her words the other night echo in my ear. “You have to give love another chance. That's why I'm setting you up on a blind date, so you won't end up as an old maid.”
She had seen me distressed and supposed it was because of Kendrick, unaware that her brother was the cause of my misery.
I had let her cajole me into this and now I regret it. I should probably go back but that would be impolite. Nala won't let me live it down either.
I shake the doubts out of my head and walk in. As soon as I enter the restaurant, I am welcomed by the warmth of it. One of the waiters greets me politely and ushers me forward.
I smile back. “Reservation under Perez?”
The waiter nods with a knowing smile and leads me to my table. “Your date is already here.”
I chanced a glance at the table the waiter had gestured towards. I can't make out the man's features. His face is hidden behind a menu, but I can tell that his blonde hair is styled in the latest fashion.
I am directed to my seat while my date for the evening looks up from the menu. He smiles and stands. “Hi, I'm Perez.”
It took me a moment to realize how good looking he was. He reaches his hand out for a handshake, and I smile.
“Gianna. Nice to meet you,” I politely reply.
