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“Simon.” He smiles.
Natasha walks over to me and slips her hand under my suit jacket and around my waist. She kisses my shoulder.
“Let’s dance, baby.” She grabs my hand and tries to pull me onto the dance floor.
I shake my head. “I don’t want to dance.”
She pulls a whiny face and I smile. She really is a very cute drunk.
She turns to geek boy. “Simon, will you dance with me honey?” she slurs. She wouldn’t.
He raises his eyebrows and smiles. “Of course, my lady.” He wraps his arm around her and they dance off through the crowd.
My eyes flick to Cameron who is smiling into his drink. “Don’t look at me, she asked you first.”
I swig my drink without tasting it. Bitch.
Natasha doesn’t come back for over an hour and I find myself constantly looking for her. Where in the hell is she?
“Hi, I’m Elsa,” a pretty brunette purrs. “And this is Carmen.” She points to a stunning blonde who beams at us.
I smile as I turn to her. “Hello, I’m Joshua and this is Cameron and Adrian.” They both turn to her and smile. From the corner of my eye I see Natasha’s yellow dress on the other side of the dance floor. My eyes flick over. She’s in Simon’s arms and dirty dancing. My face drops and Adrian turns to see what I am looking at.
He does a low whistle.
I immediately turn to face the dance floor and put my hands in my pockets as fury heats my blood. I run my tongue over my teeth in contempt. He’s kidding himself. She’s blind drunk … nice friend he is. He slowly runs his hand down her back and pulls her into him by the waist. She leans in to listen to something he says and throws her head back in laughter.
I stand rooted on the spot as fury courses through me. Turn around, turn around. Turn the fuck around. I can’t, I can’t make myself walk away. Natasha steps back, overbalances and nearly falls over. He helps her up and then leans in and kisses her neck. My eyes widen and I stand still as I watch. Her bodyguard walks over to them on the dance floor. He whispers something to her as he gently grabs her by the elbow. Thank god he’s finally doing his job. Natasha turns and talks to him and then turns away from him in annoyance, Simon grabs her again and she giggles loudly. That’s it—I snap. I storm over to them.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I snap to the geek.
“What does it look like?” he answers as he spins her around and she laughs out loud.
“It looks like you are trying to get yourself murdered,” I spit.
Natasha does an over-exaggerated point at me. “Hey, murder on the dance floor. That’s funny.” She bursts into laughter and starts running her hands over her eyes in a pulp fiction move. I glare at her in return.
“Get lost, idiot. She’s here with me,” the loser replies as he twists her so she has her back to me.
“I don’t think so.” I pull her from his grip.
“Joshua,” she giggles as she falls onto my chest. I put my arm around her in a protective gesture.
My eyes flick to Ben who is now standing with her bodyguard against the wall. He nods in approval.
“We’re leaving,” I snap
“No, we are not, we are leaving when I say, and I say not yet. I want another drink,” she replies as she pulls from my grip and then stumbles toward the bar.
I narrow my eyes after her and follow her angrily to the bar.
“What will it be?” the male bartender smiles to her.
She leans forward onto her elbows on the bar and smiles cheekily at him. “What do you want it to be?” She giggles.
I grab her angrily by the arm. “I tell you what it’s going to be. You’re going home immediately. You are out of control.” I jerk her toward me.
She screws up her face. “Fun cop.”
