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“It’s a surprise... you’ll love it.”
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The bar’s full of people, but it’s expected for Saturation in LA. There are groups who have empty glasses littering their tables, laughing heavily as their waiter brings a fresh round. There are a few couples who are keeping quiet but engaging in conversation. The music’s loud and streaming through the giant speakers—an R&B remix with some ‘Country Grammar’ to start it off.
There’s one small table available in the middle. We maneuver our way through the crowd, quickly securing the table which remains dirty with used glasses. The bar stools are high, giving us an advantage and bringing us to eye level with those dancing.
Aside from the dirty glasses, there’s a menu in the middle of the table. I’m starving and can’t wait to order then I realize it’s a menu of songs—karaoke songs.
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
“Oh, no you don’t.” I pull the song list out of her hands, demanding she think of something else to do.
“We need more booze. Loosen your panties mister because karaoke is fun. It’s something I never get to do. Look at all these people!” She lowers her voice while leaning in, “They have no clue who we are. We can do anything we want.”
Emmy has a point, not one person has recognized us so far. Everywhere you turn, someone has a cell out taking selfies or photographs of their friends.
“But it involves singing,” I complain.
“Please?” Pouting her lips, and with eyes wide begging without shame, I finally give in.
“Fine. But stop giving me the puppy-dog look. Order a round of drinks so I can gear myself up, and don’t pull any girly shit out like Abba or something.”
She whistles for the bartender, looking terribly pleased with herself when he comes over quickly. I can’t hear what she’s ordering but it doesn’t matter. I’ll drink whatever to lessen the embarrassing performance which is about to happen.
“All right…” she raises her cocktail and presents her toast, “… to fun times. Let’s go wild and live life to the fullest, if only for tonight.”
We clink glasses, the both of us drinking it in one hit.
“Damn, woman...” I almost choke back the burn, “… you could drink me under the table.”
“I could also fuck you under the table,” she suggests with a straight face. “Or both.”
I fucking love her boldness. Never wanting to admit to her that her smart mouth challenges me like no other woman has. When Emerson Chase comes out to play, you better have you’re A-game on because she never, ever, backs down.
I lean forward, bringing my face close to hers. “You’re a fucking tease. Always have been.”
“Whatever.” She grins, pushing another glass in front of me. Does she want me to be legless tomorrow? I can hold a decent amount of alcohol but I’ve started to feel the effects. “You never look at me that way.”
“That’s not true.”
“Oh, yeah… like when?”
“Graduation day,” I tell her. “You wore this pink dress underneath your gown. When the strap of your shoe came undone you leaned forward to fix it. I saw your white lace panties peeking through.”
She laughs, her beautiful smile unable to hide. “So, you caught a peek at my panties? You really were deprived.”
“You were bare.”
“Was I? I don’t remember.”
“I do.” Raising my glass to my mouth, I hide my smirk. “I wanted to fucking eat it.”
Her laughter slows down, becoming serious with heavy pants. Mirroring my moves, she hides behind her glass while gazing at me longingly. I want to kiss her mouth, tease her lips with my tongue and fucking taste her. Beneath my shorts my dick rages hard because all it wants is her.
“Is it hot in here?” She fans herself with a napkin, breaking my gaze.
“You tell me.” I graze her arm with my fingers. “How wet are you?”
