She’s hugging Trinity and must not have seen me yet. I allow my eyes to scan her body, and my dick goes full fucking mast in a matter of seconds. I haven’t had this reaction in so long and she is the only one who gives it to me. She looks fucking delectable with her hair curled in the loosest of curls. Her dress, which is dangerously short, hits just below her ass cheeks and conforms to her body. It’s dark gray and sparkles under the lounge lights. Her shoes are gray as well and have a spiked heel. Her legs are more toned and svelte. I start to gravitate toward her, my body acting all on its own without the permission of my brain but put the brakes on when I see she is introducing a man to Trinity and Reece. He’s tall. Taller than me with sandy blond hair and from here he looks semi-muscular and just a bit older. He shakes their hands. Reece leans into Embyr to say something but she rears back, stepping on the schmuck’s toes, tripping. Blondie catches her and takes a really long time to release her.
Two questions come to mind.
Why did Embyr pull back from Reece and who thefuckis that guy?
Trinity pulls on Embyr’s arm, stealing her ear and I watch Embyr’s eyes go wide. She scans the room and meets my heated gaze just as Casey grazes my dick and whispers in my ear, “Looks like I got you all worked up.” Her tongue is hot as she licks my jaw.
I shiver, pushing her away. “That’s not for you.”
Casey laughs, irritating me even further. I turn my attention back to Embyr but she and the guy have disappeared into the ever-growing crowd of people.
“Sure it’s not,” Casey says. “Let’s go. You still owe me a drink.”
She grabs my bicep and pulls me to the bar where I order another round of drinks before sitting back down in two vacant spots on the couch. I keep my eyes out for Embyr yet again but come up empty.
Where the fuck did she go? I don’t even spot the guy she was with and he definitely could tower over ninety-five percent of the people here.
The alcohol must be taking over. I should forget Embyr and take this more than willing, confident, sexy woman beside me home to my bed, but I don’t. Instead, I pull out my phone, ignoring Casey’s caresses on my arm.
Me: Where are you?
Embyr: I know where I want to be.
She’s flirting. This is bad. It’s really fucking bad because I can’t help but respond back the way I do.
Me: Underneath me?
I regret it the second I hit send. What the hell am I doing? I have never been this way. I’ve always been so sure of what I want and what I need but right now I’m going completely fucking crazy. She hurt me. She wounded me deeply and though I don’t know if I can forgive her just yet I can’t help but want to be inside her. To have her erase all of the stupid fucking things that have happened. The high school shit. The metamorphosis she went through. The damage she did. The damage I did. I want to sink into her and drown it all out.
My phone vibrates in my hand, and I look over to Casey, who was now chatting with a girl on the other side of her. I should feel like an asshole texting one woman while sitting next to another, but I just don’t.
Embyr: Looks like you’re already working on someone for the position. Into blondes now?
Me: And what about you? Who the fuck is that guy?
I look up from my phone and like a beacon I find her through the crowd. She’s staring right at me. The dude she brought never leaving her side.
Embyr: My boss. Are you jealous?
Me: Have you fucked him?
It’s torture waiting for her response, which is taking too long for my liking. I spot her again and she is looking down at her phone. She shakes her head and puts the phone in her purse, giving the people around her her full attention. I clench my jaw but barely feel it from the liquor coursing through me. I shove my phone in my pocket and lean back into the couch, finishing off the last of my drink.
Another lonely hour passes. Casey has ditched me for a guy who will take her on the dance floor. Reece hasn’t left Trinity’s side and all I can do is stalk Embyr and her date the entire time. It’s torture but one I can’t stop from doing to myself. She keeps her distance from him but I spot the subtle ways he tries to touch her. When I can’t take it any longer I get up. My body sways from the drinks I’ve had, and I use the couch to catch my balance. It takes thirty steps and four deep breaths before I’m in front of all of them.
“I’m out of here,” I tell Reece directly, even though he is surrounded by Trin, Embyr, and the fuckface.
“Casen.” Embyr’s voice pulls me from Reece.
I turn to her but I’m not prepared to be so close. “Embyr.” I acknowledge. “I was told you wouldn’t be here.”
She shifts on her feet, taken aback by me. Well, I am being an asshole. “I completely messed up the dates. We actually leave next weekend.”
My eyebrows furrow. “We?”
Asshat sticks his hand out toward me. “I’m Derrick.”
I look at his outreached hand and like the prick I’ve been tonight, I don’t take it. Insulted, he drops it to his side.
