“I know. Thank God Mr. Party Pooper is gone.” I retorted, as my eyes scanned the surrounding area. I spotted Shelly and Diedre dancing in the same spot and as I turned back towards the bar, something caught my eye. I did a double take, my eyes catching the bouncer standing between the bar and dance floor.
Holy shit. He was staring directly at me.
I looked away and back.
He still stared.
My mouth fell open.
My heart tripled in speed.
Who the hell is that?
“Yo, Earth to Ciara, you in there?” Jeanie shook my arm. “Yoo Hoo!”
My head snapped back towards my friend, and I swallowed hard. Yet my heart pounded so hard in my chest, I heard it roar through my ears.
Jeanie thrusted two drinks into my hands. “Stay close!” She called over her shoulder as we weaved our way back into the crowd and over to the dance floor.
I snuck a glance behind me, but I could barely see with the swarm of people, the drinks spilling over the rims of the glasses as I jostled people. Finally, on the dance floor, I handed Shelly her drink and buried my face in mine, hoping to sneak glances around, in desperate need of another look at that sexy man.
Was he really that handsome or was I seeing things?
But then, over the rim of the glass, he was standing there, next to the dance floor, a smirk on his lips, and his large arms crossed over his chest.
He wore black pants and a tight black t-shirt, his muscular form easy to make out in the dim fogginess of the club.
Did he work here? And why were his eyes only on me?
I danced my way to the other side of the friend group and when I twisted around, he was still there. Watching me.
I moved again and again, even moving my friend group to the other side of the dance floor, and he was still there. Watching me.
It should turn me off. It should creep me out.
Instead, it turned me on.
And I had no clue why.
“You should just fuck him.”Shelly whispered loudly in my ear before she giggled.
“Fuck who?” Diedre shouted, and we all burst into more laughter.
We sat around a booth table in the back of the club, resting our legs as we started on another round of fresh drinks.
“The bouncer dude that’s been eye-fucking our girl all night.” Jeanie explained over the loud pulsating music.
My cheeks flamed red. A guy hadn’t made me this hot in…well fuck, I didn’t know how long, but it felt damn good. “I can’t justfuckhim. I don’t even know the guy.”
“Isn’t that the whole point of one-night stands?” Diedre asked.
Shelly rolled her eyes. “Of course you can. The best way to get over someone is by getting under someone else. C’mon girl. Get under that hot piece of ass!”
Jeanie nodded before sipping her daiquiri. “It’s true. I can attest. You’ve been stuck with Jack for too long.”
I tossed a cocktail straw at her head. “Yeah, yeah. Well, I’m not stuck anymore.”
“We know. So go fuck a guy.”
