Page 97 of The Heart You Kept

“I have to go; we have another engagement to get to. As always it was pleasurable to see you.” He leans in and kisses my cheek before whispering in my ear, “My right hand has been thinking about you a lot.”

Before I can even reply he strides off across the ballroom and down the stairs with a group of men.

His right hand…. Are you fucking kidding me?

“Where did he go?” Helene whispers as she walks back over.

“He had another engagement.”

“Like what?”

“Who cares.” I sip my wine. “Let’s look at these stupid paintings and get out of here.”

“Can we get some dinner?”

“You bet.” I’m all flustered and flushed. “I’m having chocolate cake.”

We begin to wander through the paintings. “So what did he say?” she whispers.

“He’s all flirty with the sexual innuendo but then does nothing about it. If he wanted to actually talk to me he wouldn’t have rushed off.”

“Maybe you’re misreading it, give me an example of his flirty.”

“He did up the zipper on my jeans because it was undone. Said he could smell my white panties from across the room.”

Helene’s eyes widen. “Hell on a cracker, that man is fucking fire.” She thinks for a moment. “But your zipper wasn’t even undone.”

“Well, that’s what I thought, but maybe it was. Honestly, how embarrassing.” I let out a deep sigh. “Who walks into an art gallery with their vagina hanging out?”

“Is your underwear white?”

“Huh?”

“What color panties are you wearing?”

I subtly pull the waistband of my jeans out to look. “Black.”

“So he was lying.”

I stare at her as I connect the dots.

“He just wanted an excuse to touch you.”

“Ugh.” I sip my wine. “He doesn’t like me, he just wants to fuck me.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Because there is no conversation, it’s all about dick and vagina.”

“Which is an excellent topic by the way.” She taps her glass with mine. “I, for one, love a man who wants to talk about my vagina with me.”

I giggle. “Of course you do.”

“I think he has potential.”

“I’m twenty-nine years old. I don’t want a man with potential, I need a man who is fully potenched.”

“Right.” She nods. “Good point.”