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Tina briefly looked back, letting her hand daintily wave at the man who almost swooned back at her. He blatantly ignored several men trying to get drink orders in, flexing his tattooed arms as if that was his bargaining chip in persuading her to come back to him, which she didn’t seem too fanatic about as her eyes rolled at the sight of him.
She swung back to me. “Ready?” She grabbed one shot glass, as did I, ignoring my question. I’m sure it was because we were both on the same page.
“One!” We both chanted as our first shot glasses were emptied. “Two!” We said after the next. Finally, I emptied the tray. “Three!”
The third glass felt heavy as I twirled it around in my hand, this horrible burning feeling sitting in my throat like I had just drunk battery acid. I waved my free hand in front of my face, hoping to get rid of the feeling of a hot flash filling my cheeks. And just like that, I could already begin to feel the alcohol set in. My knees felt shaky, and my insides were warm like an internal furnace had become lit.
“What was that anyways?” To no surprise, I turned to Tina, who was back at it with Mr. Bartender.
I watched as she twirled her hair, bending over the counter until her lips pounded into the man who clearly didn’t caremuch for his job as he practically leaped over the counter to make sure he had plenty of space to shove his tongue down her throat.
That was enough for me to know I would be alone for the rest of the night. Not that I expected any less. She was more boy-crazy than a lustful teenager. So, I stood there for a few minutes, contemplating what to do.
The room was beginning to spin as I tried to look around, which meant there would be no dancing unless I wanted to fall flat on my ass. I was almost angry with myself for letting Tina convince me that it was a good idea to take three shots. Or rather, angry that I lacked the common sense to realize I couldn’t keep up with her drinking habits.
I tried to focus on a few things at a time, but it soon got fuzzy, like my mind.
Suddenly, the feeling of someone’s finger tapped my shoulder and startled me. I could see a tall figure spinning from the corner of my eye, which couldn’t have been Tina, considering she was shorter than me. The shadow of the figure hung over me like a tower.
“Can’t say I’ve ever seenyouin here before.” A voice said huskily, and I could deduce that the tall figure was indeed a man, and most definitely not the voice of someone I recognized. Not that I talked to many people. His voice was low and yet smooth, like the words he said just rolled off his tongue seductively. His shadowy silhouette almost seemed to blur as I tried to blink the haze away.
I somehow got a whiff of mild courage and drunkenly wobbled around to face the stranger, whose frosty blue eyes instantly caught my attention. They were a pale version of aqua blue, so light they looked unreal. Like glowingballs of light were illuminating him. He had such bright hair that the blonde practically glowed under the neon lights of that bar and accentuated his tanned skin, though his eyes were the most compelling feature about him. If I was being honest with myself, I was utterly stunned to see such a gorgeous man standing in front of me, let alone talking to me.
At this moment, I could feel the butterflies swimming nervously in my stomach, trying to remind myself to act sober.
“I-I don’t go out much.” My face blushed.
His lips pulled upward into a smirk as he chuckled softly, a hint of his white teeth showing through.
I blinked a few times, rubbing my eyes to ensure he was real and not the fictional character I had been reading about for the past week. Or at least how I had imagined him to be.
“I can tell.” He placed his hand on mine and gently rubbed his thumb into my skin. “I wonder what sounds you’ll make as I fuck you.”
His eyes searched mine, turning from this soft, innocent look to almost carnal. What he said was enough to bring me back to my sanity. I nearly choked on my breath at his words.
What afuckingasshole? Who says that to someone they’ve only met seconds ago? Was this some practical joke? I resisted the urge to laugh it off awkwardly.
“Does that line actually work for you?” I pulled my hand into my chest, my eyes filled with disgust when I realized he was serious.
He seemed confused, his eyes squinting as he gave a surprised huff. “Every time, as a matter of fact.” He grabbed my hand forcefully, tugging it into him. “Are you sure you don’t want to?”
His eyes were trying to pressure me into going home withhim. As if he thought he had this magical hold over me.
His eyes bounced back and forth, examining me curiously. And while thoroughly disgusted in him, there was a hint of satisfaction knowing someone had wanted me, even if it was just as creepy and forward as Mr. Thomas was in the office.
At least this man was handsome… and had hair.
I ripped my hand back once more. “Go try that trick on some other dim-witted girl. Maybe it’ll work on them, but not me. Sorry to burst your bubble.”
I stomped away into the crowd. Though, I was disappointed in myself for not coming up with something better to say.
“Burst your bubble?” I said back to myself, washing my face with my hand in embarrassment as I replayed the entirety of the conversation in my head.
I curiously glanced back at him one last time, only to see his eyes staring at me even though it looked like another girl had already moved in to pounce on him. She all but clung to his side, kissing up his neck as those eyes of his refused to look away from me. Even as she trailed up and down the skin on his neck, his eyes held their grasp on me.
Why was he still looking at me?
Chapter 4
