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“Right. Who’s ready to party?” Lourde squealed. “Barrett just texted me, saying he’s just arrived at Sky Deck. Let’s go!”
19
Connor
Ihad her in my sights from across the dimly lit room. Between the strutting models, she gazed up at me, a sadness in her eyes that was all too familiar. All I wanted was to take that pain away like she had for me, but our moment was gone when Francesca whispered in my ear,“… if the models turned me on.”
I mean, what the actual fuck. I hadn’t even noticed them with Pepper sitting across from me in that show-stopping dress. I was busy enough between eyeing her and noticing Jake chatting up a D-grade celebrity.
She deserved so much better than Jake. I knew his type. Hell, at his age, I was fucking anything in sight. But I had a backbone and fucking integrity. Cheating wasn’t ever on my radar. And from what my buddy over at Manhattan General Hospital just told me, Jake was only a warning away from being fired for his lewd and suggestive comments toward the nursing staff.
He was walking all over her while pretending to give a fuck.
Well, not on my watch. She was being set up for disaster, round two. If he cheated once, he’d do it again. A leopard doesn’t change his spots, and Jake’s spots were tattooed on his skin. I was determined to tell her after the show and as soon as we could steal a moment together.
I don’t know how, but Francesca had already dragged me out of the hall and into the waiting car. Sitting opposite me, she lifted her tits up. She’d handed me drink after drink, before the show and throughout, and now, in the short ride to the afterparty, I felt comfortably numb.
“Oh my God, that was amazing!” she cooed just as the car came to a halt, and she fell forward, landing in my lap. Looking down, my eyes met her tits.
Fuck.How I wish that was Pepper right now, between my thighs, burying her naturally perky tits into me.
“It’s about time you looked at me like you wanted to fuck me,” she said, sliding her hand down my chest.
I laughed. “If I didn’t know you any better, I’d say you were trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me.”
She leaned back, giving me pause to scan her body momentarily. I hated myself for doing so, knowing she was reveling in the attention, but my balls were so blue it hurt.
The driver opened the door, and she instantly rose. “Hubby, please… would I do that?”
I ground down on my teeth. “Don’t call me that.”
“Get used to it.” She stepped out of the car to a crowd of flashing bulbs and posed.
Great.
I stepped out, smiled for a millisecond, then headed inside, leaving her to do what she did best.
Inside, the party was already in full swing. The celebrity DJ was spinning tunes in the corner while models and sports icons were at every turn. Ari was definitely in charge of the guest list. He knew everyone and had probably dated most of the models here already.
Themed lighting shone down on the bustling dance floor where gorgeous people swayed and laughed. Coked-up models danced their bodies away, forgetting life and living in the now. Singers and celebrities were everywhere.
Sliding past people, I scanned the room, needing to find Pepper. Instead, I spotted Francesca in the corner chatting up the latest quarterback recruit to hit New York. It didn’t bother me one bit. Actually, I felt oddly relieved.
I headed straight to the bar framed with feathers and neon lights with the couture brand.
“What can I get you, Mr. Diamond?”
“Whiskey neat.”
“Coming right up.” The bartender quickly went to work, pouring a hefty glass, then with one large square ice cube, placed it in front of me,
I looked down, noticing something peculiar about the ice cube in my drink. “What does that say?” I asked, looking at an inscription.
“Love.”
“How cheesy and overrated as fuck.”
The bartender laughed. “I know, right?”
