His eyes burned into mine, and I knew he had heard Alice and was thinking that both of us needed to go to some sort of confession, even though neither one of us was Catholic. He continued walking past us, and I grabbed Alice’s arm.
“Let’s go outside and wait until it fills up a bit. I feel like we’re just making a spectacle of ourselves.”
“Sex with the group would be making a spectacle of myself, not just standing here.” She rolled her eyes, and I felt a wave of compassion toward her.
“Are you okay? This must be hard.”
“My ex-boyfriend is marrying my ex-roommate and ex-friend. What’s to be upset about?” Alice sighed and then shook her head. “I don’t really care. He had a small dick. That’s Joanna’s problem now.”
“Ha-ha-ha.” I started laughing again, and this time, tears were rolling down my face. I wasn’t sure why I found it so funny, but I suspected that the mimosas had worked their magic, and I was feeling more relaxed than usual. “You never told me that Luke wasn’t good in bed.”
“He was good with his tongue.” She grinned. “That was good enough.”
“Hmm.” I scratched my head. “Let me think.” I closed my eyes and tried to think about a guy going down on me versus a guy entering me. “Cock or tongue—what do I prefer?”
I giggled and then opened my eyes. Alice’s face looked stiff, and I turned to the right of me and saw the brooding man from earlier, standing right there.
His green eyes looked amused as he stared at me. He was gorgeous, and I was having a hard time breathing as I realized what I’d just said out loud. I wanted to groan, but kept my mouth shut as I stared at him. His lips looked pink and luscious, and he had a light, dark beard that looked sexy as hell on him—and I wasn’t even a girl who was into facial hair. I could feel my face burning up as I stared at him. All I could think about was his beard, and I wondered if it would tickle me if he went down on me. I wanted to slap myself for my inappropriate thoughts. That was it—no more mimosas in the morning.
“Did you make up your mind?” the man said slowly, his voice a deep, husky growl that made me think of dark rooms and handcuffs.
“Make up my mind about what?” I squeaked out, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
“Your preference.”
He grinned and licked his lips slowly. My eyes followed his long tongue, and I knew he was teasing me, but I didn’t care.
“Yes,” I said softly and flicked my long brown hair back.
“And?” He leaned forward, his eyes letting me know he was attracted to me.
I looked at Alice, and she was grinning at the two of us as she took a step back.
“And that’s for me to know.” I smiled at him sweetly, though my stomach was churning.
“What if I want to find out?” His eyes gazed into mine, searching, and he touched my shoulder lightly.
“What if you do?”
I shrugged, and he stepped back with a smile and nodded.
“You’ll find out.”
“I’ll find out what?”
My heart was racing as I studied his chest. Even though he was wearing a suit, I could tell he was well built.
“You’ll find out what happens when I want to know something.”
“Okay …” My voice trailed off.
“Okay then.” He grinned a cocky smile and licked his lips again. “I’ll see you later.” And with that, he walked away.
“What was that?” I whispered to Alice, my body trembling slightly from my encounter.
“I have no idea what just happened, but that guy was sexy as hell.” Alice looked behind her. “I wouldn’t mind his tongue or his?—”
“Alice”—I laughed—“I think we should change the subject.”
