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Alyssa smiles in return. “So, are we going to order a round of drinks or what?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” I smile right back at her, and our eyes meet for a moment longer than normal. Then I flag down the bartender.
* * *
“Oh my God! Rhys!”Alyssa gasps, as she sets her margarita down on the counter. “Are you serious right now?”
“What? Am I not supposed to be honest? Youliterallyjust asked me if I’ve ever done anything crazy in a public bathroom—”
“Yeah, but I thought you were going to say you did drugs or something!” Alyssa laughs so hard her cheeks turn bright pink. “I wasn’t expecting you to say you had a foursome—”
“Oh, come on!” I’m laughing now too, alcohol warming my veins. “You can’t tell me you’ve never shagged someone in a public bathroom before.”
I don’t remember how we even got onto this topic of conversation, or how long we’ve even been talking. After our first round of drinks together, Alyssa began to loosen up, her usual strictly business persona fading away with each new margarita in her hand. And because it’s so nice to see her this way, seeming like more of her relaxed, real self, I don’t think I really care how long we’ve been here or how many minutes away it might be from the bar’s closing time.
“Uh, actually, I definitely can,” she shoots back. “Because I’ve neverhadsex in a public bathroom before.”
“But surely you havehad sex in public?”
“No!” She shakes her head. “Why would I?”
“Whywouldn’tyou?” I correct her, holding up a finger to emphasize my point. “With a body like that, I’m surprised the loser guys you were with were ever able to wait until you got home.”
Alyssa blushes. “They weren’t losers. And you don’t always have to do that, you know.”
“Do what, love?”
“Talk about me like I’m the hottest girl ever,” she replies. “I’m not stupid—I already know that at the very least you hooked up with Geesha Riley, and she was actually voted ‘Hottest Woman in the World’ like twice in a row—”
“You have no idea, Alyssa Smith,” I interrupt, wishing the words weren’t forcing their way out of my mouth, “what I would do to you right now if you were mine.”
“…Whatwouldyou do to me?” she practically whispers, her black-lined amber eyes widening. “If I were yours?” The noise and the other people in the club fade away, and I’m caught in the spell of those eyes, her creamy skin, the full lower lip that I want to trace like that pen, first with my fingers, then my lips, then my—
“Well, Alyssa Smith,” I keep my voice low too as I move closer to her body until I can feel the faint waves of heat coming off it, “because it’s our first time, I would take you back to my place. You know, I’m selfish and I wouldn’t want anyone else to hear the way you moan. As soon as we got in the door, I couldn’t wait any longer. I’d wrap an arm ‘round your waist and lift your chin and kiss the fuck out of you. Before you could catch your breath, I’d push you against the wall, slide my knee between your legs, and move with your body. When you’re ready, I’d slip my hand under your skirt and taste your wetness on my fingers. Then I would slowly slide your panties down to the floor, grab you by the waist, and lift you up just enough so you could wrap your legs around my sides and get comfortable against me.”
I pause for a moment, taking another sip of my drink, before I finish with my description. “And then I’d fuck your brains out, Alyssa Smith.”
“Oh.” Alyssa’s blush gets even deeper. “I…um…”
“Would it make you feel better if I told you that I was just kidding around?” I ask, with a playful wink. “Even though you and I both know that’s complete and utter bullshit.”
“…I think that sounds kind of nice, actually,” she murmurs. “If you…if you wanted to take me back to your place—”
“No,” I reply, already shaking my head.
“No?”
“You’re drunk, Alyssa,” I explain. “And I’m pretty sure I’m a few drinks away from being drunk myself. Besides, I’d never forgive myself if I tried to make a move on you in your current state.”
“…But I want you to.”
“Right.” I smirk. “Because you’re drunk. If you were sober, I’m pretty sure you would’ve slapped me across the face for what I just said to you.”
“…Can we still go back to your place?” she asks. “Not to…not for that. I just…I don’t think I want to go back to the apartment tonight.”
“Isn’t your friend waiting up on you?”
“Nope.” Alyssa flashes a sad smile. “She texted me a few minutes ago to let me know that she’s going to adifferentbar with a guy she met during one of her auditions a few days ago. Fuck. It feels like we just got here and she’s already passing me by. I can’t even get the boys in my band to show up for a drink at a bar and she’s networking all over town.”
