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I push through the crowd, but there's no sign of my best friend.
Someone bumps into me, her hip pressing firmly against my pelvis. Dammit, my bladder is going to explode at this rate.
Screw upstairs being off-limits. This isn't a church. It's some up-and-coming band's Hollywood mansion. I'm not about to pee my pants respecting the sanctity of rock stars' bedrooms.
There's a couple making out on the curving staircase. I step past them and make my way to the second floor. The sounds of music and conversation fade to a murmur. I'm tempted to hang out here until Kara is ready to go home.
Parties are not my scene. Even my bladder hates them.
I scan the wall, trying to figure out which of the five doors is attached to the smallest room. There. Second on the left. That must be it.
I turn the knob and push the door open.
Not a bathroom.
Definitely not a bathroom.
There are two people on a bed. The woman is on all fours. The man is kneeling behind her.
They're naked.
They're having sex.
Then they're not. The grunting stops. Flesh ceases to smack together.
The man looks at me. There's no sign of embarrassment or awkwardness on his face. He's totally unmoved.
The woman shrieks. She scrambles off the bed, pulling a sheet over her chest. "Miles, you fucker. I told you I don't do threesomes!"
Miles. There's something familiar about him. I try to place him but my thinking abilities
are back to zero.
He's tall, broad shoulders and chest, sculpted abs, and below his bellybutton...
He's hard.
He's hard and he's huge.
Save for the condom, he's completely and utterly naked.
A blush spreads across my cheeks. I stammer, attempting and failing to speak. I've never seen that before. Not in person. In movies, sure. Textbooks, of course.
But never in person.
I can't look away.
The guy, Miles, makes eye contact. His voice is even. Calm. "You mind?"
I take a step backwards. My foot sinks into the plush carpet. I only barely manage to hold my balance. "Excuse me. I thought this was the bathroom."
"Next door on the left."
I know I'm red. Beet red. "Thanks."
I pull the door closed so I'm alone in the hallway. Next door on the left.
I step into the bathroom, lock the door, and die of embarrassment.
