“Nice to meet you ladies,” Mason kissed Cathy’s hand, causing the blonde to emit a long giddy laugh.
“Thanks for the brews.” Lucas held up his beer. “Can I get you anything?”
“These are also from the ladies,” the bartender interrupted, pointing to four shots of tequila that sat on the bar.
“Sweet!” Mason handed them out, and they all tossed them back.
Lucas rarely drank hard liquor, and the alcohol burned his throat and went straight to his head.
“We saw a clip of Prodigy playing at the Immortal Angel show last week.” The blonde beamed at Mason, clearly staking her claim. “You sounded awesome.”
“Thanks,” Mason replied. “We’re finally legit. Our new single should be out in a couple of weeks.”
“We were just talking about our promotional tour,” Lucas added. “You’re gonna see us on all the morning and late night talk shows next month.”
“I can’t wait.” The brunette placed her hand on Lucas’ shoulder and left it there. “Congratulations. You’re a star. The camera loves you, but it doesn’t really capture how insanely gorgeous you are in person.”
The blonde passed around another set of shots.
Lucas shuddered after this one went down his throat. A few minutes later, another shot was in front of him. And another. He was done. He pushed the glass across the bar, held out his hand and moved it back and forth indicating to the bartender that he didn’t want any more.
When he turned back around, the brunette wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body into him. “I’ve never seen anyone with such beautiful eyes before.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “Your hair is so blond and you’re so tanned and . . .” Her hand moved across his chest. “You’re in great shape.” Her mouth went to his neck, where she breathed heavily and left a hot trail of steam.
“I’m outta here, man.” Mason had his arm around the blonde, who couldn’t seem to take her mouth and tongue off his neck. “You all right?”
“Sure. Catch you tomorrow.” Lucas ordered a glass of water while Mason took off with the blonde.
“I guess that leaves you and me.” The brunette gave him a provocative smile. “Do you want to get out of here, too?”
“Excuse me.” A pretty redhead interrupted them, smiling intently at Lucas. “I’m sorry to bother you, but . . . you’re Lucas Blade.” She pointed at him for confirmation, and he noted that she swayed a bit, obviously a little tipsy. “I’m a big fan.”
“Thank you.” Recognition fed his ego tonight, and he smiled back. The glass of water he ordered finally appeared on the bar, and he drank half of it in order to get the taste of tequila out of his mouth. When he turned around, the two chicks were making out. Holy shit. Tonight just kept getting better and better, and he could hardly contain his grin. “Whoa. What’s going on here?”
They pulled him into their embrace. Sandwiched between the two, one of them had her breast pressed against his chest while her tongue and lips danced across his neck just under his ear. The other had her crotch pressed against his thigh while she warmed the other side of his neck with her breath. The redhead pulled his face toward her and kissed his lips. The brunette was jealous and tugged his chin back in her direction and smothered his mouth with hers. She tasted like tobacco and tequila, and he pulled away. She didn’t seem to care, and just moved on to kissing the redhead. He smiled as he watched them, tongues twirling openly, clearly for his benefit. The redhead reminded him of Sindy, with her short spikey hair. “Sindy,” he mumbled, as her hand caressed his shoulder, back, and chest.
“It’s Shelly,” the redhead corrected, but you can call me Cindy if you want.” She turned to the brunette. “Do you want to come back to my place.” She looked at Lucas. “I share.”
“Let’s go,” the brunette answered.
They each took Lucas by the arm and led him out the front door. The cold air immediately sobered him, and he looked at the two girls as if just realizing that he’d been propositioned. They were both beautiful. One had a sheer top, and he could see the outline of her nipples. The other wore a short mini skirt that made her legs look like they were a mile long. They were both sexy as hell, but neither were Sindy, and he couldn’t do this. “Sorry. I gotta go.”
“What are you talking about?” The redhead looked shocked. “I already called an Uber. We’ll be at my place in 15 minutes.”
“You two take it. I got prior commitments.” He left them standing on the sidewalk and briskly walked down the street.
“Asshole!” one of them yelled at him.
He deserved it. Any guy would call him an idiot for turning down two beautiful girls but his heart belonged to Sindy, even though he had no obligation to her.
Lucas woke to a dull pain in his forehead, the result of too much tequila last night. Thankfully, he had enough sense to walk away from those two girls. It didn’t matter that he and Sindy were on an indefinite break, one which may never find resolution, he couldn’t be with anyone. Not yet. It was too soon. He still longed for her, and he still held out hope that somehow they’d resume their relationship and be open about it.
He stretched his long legs and reached for the headboard, but the dinging of his phone preempted his lazy yawn. He froze for a moment, and then scurried to the end of the bed to grab his phone from the pocket of his jeans. Disappointment made him frown when he saw Mason’s name across the display screen. He didn’t know why he thought it would be her. Sindy never initiated text messages or phone calls.
“You’re up early,” Lucas said pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes shut.
“Slept like a baby and woke up early. I had a great night. I guess you did, too.”
“I blew them off.”
