“Uhh…Not sure. But it wouldn’t surprise me if they sneaked off.”
Her eyes come back to mine. “Do they do that a lot?”
“Yes. It’s disgustingly gross.”
Right then Mateo comes up to me, slapping my shoulder. “Hey little brother. Dexter and Hazel just left, so we’re going to head home.”
“They left already?” Fiona says in a high-pitched voice.
Mateo looks over at her, raising an eyebrow at her. I step in before he says something rude and ruins this for me. “Mateo, this is Fiona. She’s the wedding photographer.” Lifting my drink to my lips, I take a sip.
“Sorry. I was hoping to get a few of them a leaving.”
He shivers then answers her, “From what I saw of them in the car, the pictures would’ve been basically porn.”
Fiona's eyebrows lift to her hairline, but I just chuckle. “I told you they are disgusting.”
She looks over at me and then grins. “On that note, I guess I’ll just finish my drink and head out, too.” Grabbing her drink, she chugs down the rest of the wine, which I must admit is impressive. Placing her glass back down on the bar, she smiles. “Nice to meet you two.”
She can’t leave without me. I’ve never felt like this with anyone before. The need to know everything about her, including every inch of her body, takes over. Ignoring my brother, I place my hand on her waist, stopping her from leaving. I lean down and whisper in her ear. “Would you like to come to my place? You know, for a drink?”
She eyes me suspiciously as her lips thin, taking a step back from me. She can’t say no. If anything, I just need her for the night, whether that’s in my bed or just to talk. I know I have her when she asks, “Only a drink?”
Grinning at her, I put up my hand in a scout’s honor. “I promise I won’t touch you unless you beg me to.”
A shiver runs through her body as her nipples visibly pebble. Hmm…she likes that, huh? By the end of the night, I plan on having her on her knees, begging me for my cock.
“Okay. Let’s go have a drink.” She whispers.
“Perfect.”