“How do you know that?” I asked.
“Because I know you and . . . look at them.” Alex waved his hand from left to right.
“Wearein a nightclub. This is not exactly the kind of place one comes to when looking for a quality Prince Charming. Besides, isn’t that kind of the point?”
Alex looked at me again and sighed. The colors from the flashing lights lit up his gray eyes that just seemed to be acting as mirrors now. “Fine. That one in the other corner looks somewhat okay.” He gestured and I looked. I took another sip of my drink and stood up. I was going to do this. I was going to walk over to him and say “hi”.
I looked at Alex, hoping he might stop me. But he didn’t. So I turned and started a very, very slow walk across the club. Down the steps onto the dance floor, across the dance floor, past some tables, past another bar and then . . . I stopped.What was I thinking?I couldn’t fucking do this. This wasn’t me. I turned around and was just about to walk back when I saw Alex . . .
He wasn’t alone anymore. My stomach tightened. That hadn’t taken long. I hadn’t been gone for two minutes and he was already laughing and drinking with a hot brunette. I watched them for a while. She put her hand on his shoulder and then giggled.
“Pppsht!” I tsked loudly. She flicked her hair and then leaned forward; I’m sure aware that her dress gaped in the front. Bitch!
Well, now I had to do it!
I wasn’tnotgoing to have sex tonight if Alex was! I turned back around and walked to the man in the corner.
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
One drink. Two drinks. Some laughter. Some hand-touching. Another drink. More laughter—mostly his. A hair flip. Another drink. Another drink.
His name was George. He lived here. He was single. Twenty-seven. Good-looking. And I was trying really hard to flirt and like him. But an hour in, I just wasn’t feeling it. At some point I happened to look over my shoulder, to see what Alex was doing and . . .he was kissing her!
My mouth fell open. This couldn’t be happening. I was not going to let this happen. Alex getting lucky, and me not. I turned back to George, looked down at his lips and then just went for it. I smashed my lips into his and kissed him. He tasted like brandy and mint and the combination was making my stomach churn.
I kissed him with one eye open as I watched Alex and the tarty brunette get more acquainted. It was revolting,she was basically eating his face!
And then Alex started walking over to us. I stopped kissing George as Alex appeared.
“Hey,” I said to him. Tart-a-lot was now draped across him like a cheap feather boa.
“Hey.” He sounded somewhat awkward. “I think we’re going to head back to the hotel, will you be okay here—”
“I think we’ll come too.” I jumped up. “Right, George?” I looked over at George who seemed confused for a moment or two and then shrugged.
“Sure, sounds good.”
I arrived at my room with the guy that I was now meant to have sex with. Alex was also there with Alessandreeeeee (eeeee eee e eeee). That was her name, by the way. She was French and oh God, she was awful. And it wasn’t just her name that was rubbing me up the wrong way with its too many vowel sounds, it was absolutely everything about her. I don’t think I’ve ever taken such an instant dislike to someone before as I had to this woman. We all stopped at my door and stood there in complete silence, until I broke it.
“Well, this is me,” I said awkwardly, opening the door to my hotel room and looking over at Alex. I was waiting for him to say something, I just didn’t exactly know what. “This is me,” I said again.
Alex nodded. “Indeed it is. Number twelve,” he said, looking at me as if he wanted me to say something. This was confirmed when he raised a brow in query.
“Mmmmm?” I asked, rising my brow back at him.
“What?” he asked back.
“Huh?” I replied, looking at him pointedly.
Alex started nodding his head. “Nothing. All good.”
“You sure?” I continued to press him.
This time he shook his head. “Yup.” But he continued to shake his head. “Everything is dandy.”
“Dandy?” Alessandreeeeee suddenly giggled. “You Englishmen are très cute.” She kissed his cheek and Alex widened his eyes at me. I quickly looked away.
“We better be getting inside then,” I said.
