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I twiddle with my hair, like an infatuated teenager, while leaning against the doorframe. “So I’ll see you in a couple of hours then, Champ.” I wink.
He pulls me into his embrace and I melt against him. “Wear something short and sexy for me. I can’t wait to have your ass grinding up against me,” he rasps, sex dripping from his tone.
Closing the door as his heavy footsteps echo down the hall, I fall back against it trying to regain my composure. I am a complete hot mess. How I am going to get through tonight, I have absolutely no clue.
“I knew it. I knew he would be back in no time for you. Fuck, the way he looks at you like he wants to literally eat you up is so hot!” Maddie swoons as she reappears from her room.
“I’m scared Mads. I am completely and utterly head over heels for this man. What if he’s no different from the rest of them? If he leaves, I honestly think he will take my whole heart with him. I’m strong, but not that strong”
She wraps me up in her warm embrace, bringing instant comfort. “Oh Si, what if he doesn’t? What if he is your twin flame, and you’re destined to spark each other for the rest of eternity? What you two have, not many people even get to have a taste of. So you grab it with both hands and you claim it. You own it. This is your time for happiness.” Her voice is stern but laced with adoration.
Nodding into her embrace, I know she is right. I can feel it deep in my soul. Keller is and always will be the one for me. No matter what secrets he may be hiding, I will always choose him.
I get dressed in record time before Grayson shows up. I’ve picked out a tight satin black dress that hugs every curve, just stopping in the midsection of my thighs. I finishing it off with red heels and red lip stain. There hasn’t been time to wash and blow dry so dead straight hair it is. Straightening highlights the caramel tones blended into the ends of my cascading hair. After a quick flick of mascara I’m ready, with a whole ten minutes to spare.
Hearing a heavy knock on the door, I quickly make my way out of my room to let Grayson in. No doubt Maddie is running behind. Beauty takes time, and she certainly takes that mantra seriously. Shit, the last time Grayson saw me, my bare butt was squashed on his desk. But I can’t even be embarrassed. It was fucking hot. Flinging open the door, I give Grayson a wide grin. He’s leaning against the door frame, eyeing me up from head to toe. Not in a flirty way, more in a “so this is what Keller is into” way.
“Well, how nice it is to see you fully dressed tonight Sienna,” he winks and strolls straight past.Great start.My mouth is still wide open as I watch him spread out on the couch and make himself comfortable.
“Sienna, can you zip me up?” Maddie shouts from her room. Before I can even step forward she comes barrelling out, tits on full display with her gold sequin dress wrapped around her stomach. My eyes go wide as she twigs we have company, the color draining from her face.
Grayson’s eyes are glued to Maddie as an amused grin dances across his lips. “I’m more than happy to comply sweetheart. Why don’t you come take a seat,” he says and taps his hands on his lap.
“Oh fuck off, Grayson. We all know I won’t be putting this fine ass anywhere near you.” She scoffs, but I can see the patches of red appearing on her chest.Oh this is interesting.
Grayson is not anything like Maddie’s usual type. She goes for tall, slim businessmen. Not big burly boxers covered in tattoos, with a dirty mouth. No, that appears to be more my type.
Remembering my best friend is still currently half naked in the hall as Keller’s best friend still gawks, I rush over and pinch together the dress and do the zip up, trying to hold in a chuckle as I do.
“I think he’s into you, Mads,” I quietly whisper.
Again, she scoffs and darts back into her room, slamming the door shut.
“Come on, girls, we need to leave in five. Grab your shit and let’s get moving,” Grayson demands, every word sounding regimental. It certainly gives me the wedge up my ass I need to get going. The quicker we get there, the quicker I get to Keller. Although I’m not too sure about leaving Maddie and Grayson together, they might kill each other by the end of the night.
Grayson leads us out of the apartment to his shiny white Audi, parked under our street lamp. His attention snaps to a hooded figure lingering outside the apartment block next to ours. The figure is watching but not making any move towards us. Funny, I have never seen anyone outside that block before, especially this time of night. We live in a neighborhood full of older people and families, so a hooded man leaning against the wall is certainly a bit out of place. Grayson doesn’t seem to flinch. He keeps his eyes on the man and opens his car doors for us, ushering us in.
I can hear him mumbling under his breath on the phone. I can’t quite make out what he is saying other than “Yes, I’m fucking sure.” But as quick as I realize he is on the phone, he’s sliding into the driver’s seat and slamming the door. With that, he brings the car to life and speeds off, making my head slam back against the headrest.
“Do you have to drive like a fucking maniac, Grayson?” Maddie shouts from the back seat. Grayson, in return, just increases the volume of the music to full blast. These two are exhausting.
* * *
It’s Friday night and The End Zone is already filled to the brim with eager New Yorkers dancing and drinking the stress of the week away.
By the sounds of it, tonight is a throwback R&B night, which safe to say, is an absolute winner in my books. Grayson nods us through security and hurry’s us past the dancefloor and past a second set of security, I’m assuming, to the VIP area.
“Keller’s guests,” Grayson tells the balding man in the black suit, who eyes us up and down and nods.
The VIP room, much like the rest of the club, is breathtaking. All black matte walls with gold furnishings. What I can imagine a billionaire’s ideal strip club would look like. The servers are all wearing tiny spandex shorts and crop tops, waltzing around with magnum bottles of champagne, giving the men an eyeful of their cleavage as they bend over to refill their glasses on the gold tables.
Grayson leads us over to a booth at the back of the area, the table already laid with 3 magnums and a tray of tequila shots. It’s all great, but I just want Keller now.
I scoot up into the booth. Grayson squeezes in next to Maddie. “Touch me again. You’ll find the heel of my stiletto wedged in your left eye.”
“Fuck sakes, Maddie. I’m a big guy trying to fit into a fairly small booth. Trust me, I didn’t want to touch you,” he spits back, and her head flies around in shock.
Yep, Keller needs to hurry up and help me buffer this situation.
