Page 35 of A Touch of Rose


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“Drink up,” Nash, the shameless flirt, instructs as he tips my glass up until I’m chugging it down. “Now, go over there, step right between them, and say ‘Hi, I’m Rose. What’s your name, handsome?’” Nash gives my lower back a little push of encouragement. One glance around the bar lets me know that every woman within a ten-foot radius is eye fucking my escorts.

I square my shoulders, about to jump over the cliff to my doom, when Nash yanks me back. “Wait, drink this first.” I spin back, taking the shot from his hand. I sniff it, wrinkling my nose. I try to give it back, but he just lifts a brow.

He’s dressed casually tonight. I like it.

He looks so at ease.

I throw the shot back and hack up a lung loudly. “Yuck!” I shake my head hard, snatching Holden’s drink out of his hand and using it to wash away the taste of the shot.

“Alright, get over there!” Nash takes his friend’s drink out of my hand, spins my shoulder, so I’m facing the bar, and smacks my ass. Hard. I pointedly ignore the burning lust it strikes through me. I bite my lip, holding in the little whimper that threatens to escape from the contact.

I shoot a glare over my shoulder at him before adjusting my skirt. It’s a tight, black cotton that shows a lot of skin, paired with a rose gold corset that makes my boobs look amazing. The thigh-high boots make me look edgier than I really am.

I straighten my spine and lift my chin. Okay, here goes everything.

“Hey, handsome, what’s my name?” The words die on my tongue as I step between the two men and replay what I just said… I laugh awkwardly, “I mean, what’s your name… I’m Rose.” I let out this wheezing snort, blink up at the two men I stepped between, and then dash away.

“Rose…” Holden sighs, rubbing his forehead with his large hand. “That was tragic.” He looks down at me, and I nibble my lip.

“I panicked,” I admit.

“No shit.” Lorenzo shakes his head at me, and I cringe.

“This is harder than I thought it would be,” I add, and Nash places a firm hand on my shoulder.

“I’m starting to see why you’re still a virgin, babe. Maybe you should join a nunnery,” he teases, and I just glare.

“Is there an online course I could take instead?” I whine, and he snorts.

“Porn,” Nash offers, and I lightly smack his arm.

“You’re the one that said porn was unrealistic,”

“Some porn is unrealistic, some is accurate.” Nash shrugs, and I throw my hands up.

“Okay, well, show me the realistic ones!” I demand, and he scoffs.

“No, I don’t have time to sift through hours of…” Nash turns away from me, walking over to the bar as his words trail off. He orders himself another drink, but I take a seat, deflating.

“This is hopeless! I can’t get dick, and I can’t even get the horniest man I know to show me porn! I’ll be a virgin forever!” I whine, and to my horror, that’s the exact moment the bartender walks over to Nash.

“That’s not true,” Holden says, patting my back in the least comforting way humanly possible.

“Except it is, or you would be offering to fuck me. I’ve seen stepsibling porn. Happens an awful lot online…” I take the offered drink from Nash and sip it, not bothering to look at any of them. Being repeatedly rejected is starting to wear me down.

“You’re our best friend’s little sister,” Lorenzo says.

“Didn’t my brother bang Nancy? She’s your little sister,” I say, gesturing to Nash. There’s a brief pause, and all three men just blink. Now, it's my turn to snort a laugh.

“That was different,” Nash defends but doesn’t sound convinced.

“Yeah, the difference is my brother is an asshole.” I jump off the seat and finish off my drink. “I’m just going to walk to my room. You three stay. I know you each wanted to find some lucky nonvirgin to flirt with tonight.” I try not to sound bitter or jealous but fail. They can’t fuck anyone else. But they can flirt all they want.

I don’t wait for them to respond. I just shuffle my way through the crowd, sliding between bodies and trying not to let the jealousy eat away at me.

The cool, salty night air hits my skin, and I sigh. Oh, this feels nice.

Doesn’t help me tame the horny goblin in my brain, but whatever.

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