On arrival at the club, we order our drinks and take a seat in one of the booths facing the bar. We have only been here for two minutes and already we have a bartender setting down two glasses of cocktails, courtesy to the two men dressed in very expensive Amani suits standing at the bar staring at us. I look over at the two men drinking them in before I smile at them invitingly. I keep a flirting eye on the one standing to the right. Both men look at each other and exchange a few words before making their way over towards us.
“You do realise they are coming over Nessa?” Chrissy’s questions me.
“Yes, and that’s the whole point.” I look at Chrissy and give her a big smile.
"What about Luca?" She asks.
"What about Luca? For all, I know he could have a family in Italy. " I shrug carelessly.
"Besides... We aren't exclusive, so I'm not tied down." I take a generous sip from my glass.
“I’ll be your wing woman, but that’s about it, Nessa. I have Conrad and I don’t want to fuck things up with him.” Her eyes don’t leave mine and I can tell she is dead serious.
“You really like him don’t you?” I reach over the table and cover Chrissy’s hand with mine.
“Yeah, I do. And it’s scary as hell Nessa, I’ve never felt this much for a guy in such a short time. He’s everything I want and so much more.” Chrissy lets out a big sigh.
“We have already said I LOVE YOU."
She’s right though, she’s never mooned over any guy the whole time I’ve known her. And there have been a lot of willing men who have tried their best to tie her down, though it looks like Conrad could be the one to do so. Got to give it to the man if he can truly bring Chrissy to her knees. A man that’s able to put up with her constant bitching and still treat her like royalty is a keeper in my eyes. She deserves to be happy and loved and I’d fuck myself over a thousand times before I ever did anything to jeopardize that for her. Through thick and thin we have always been there for each other, more so her than I.
“Okay.” I smile at her.
“Well fuck me, you two are even more stunning up close than you are from across the room.” A low husky voice cuts in getting our full attention.
I look up and see both men standing in front of us with pure interest masking their faces.
“Hmmmmm…. Hello boys.” I say seductively.
I gesture for both of them to join us. They sit their seats across from each other and sling an arm over our shoulders staking their claim.
Chrissy looks at me with the ‘You-have-got-to-be-fucking-me’ look written clearly over her face before she shrugs the guy’s arm off her.
“Sorry big boy, I’m taken and you’re moving too fast for my liking.” She looks the guy up and down quickly, making it obvious she’s immune to the fact that he’s wearing an expensive Amani suit and sporting a gold Rolex watch.
"Early days." He says smugly.
He laughs at her and takes a large swig from his beer bottle before setting it on the table and turning his whole body towards her.
“The names Angelo, Angelo Santo’s.” He says with a sexy accent while running his index finger up and down her arm slowly.
“Chrissy.” That is all she manages to say while flicking Angelo’s hand away from her making him chuckle.
“What’s your name beautiful”
His voice is deep and caresses my ear like velvet, his breath warm against my skin with his proximity sending light shudders through my body. I turn my head and look at the man sitting next to me. He’s a lot more handsome up close, his eyes are emerald green, his nose slightly angled as if he’s been caught up in a few brawls in the past, and his face looks freshly shaven making him look clean and proper. He is also wearing an Amani suit with an Amani watch wrapped around his lightly tanned wrist.
“Beautiful fine with me.” I purr at him, gazing up from my drink.
I smile sweetly and in return I see his eyes dilate a little making me smile more knowing I’ve affected a man with my smile. He clears his throat and loosens his necktie.
“Well beautiful, I’m Keith but for tonight you can address me as Sir.” His voice somehow deepens more and becomes erotically demanding. I giggle.
“What are you a Dom?”
He leans in closer and grabs a section of my loose hair wrapping it around his finger, he pulls lightly bringing me face to face with him, his lips brush against mine, and I wait anxiously wondering if he’s going to kiss me.
“Yes…. And I would love to have you in my bed for the night.” His breath tickles my lips leaving a tinge of beer floating in the air between us.
“Well, you see Sir……. There is just one problem with that.” I pause briefly.
“I’m not interested in the whole night.” I wink at him.
He smiles. “What exactly is it that you’re after then Beautiful?” He releases my hair and tucks it gently behind my ear.
“A quick fix would be adequate wouldn’t you agree?” My eyes never leaving his as I take a sip of the cocktail he had sent over not long ago.
“Mmmmmmm, what is this red poison? It’s... Orgasmic” The drink's incredibly delicious, the liquor dances over my taste buds slowly heating my body and loosening the built-up tension.
“It’s a Flirtini.” His upper lip twitches in amusement.
I raise my brows. “I think it’s the perfect Cocktail for you.” He whispers.
I look over at Chrissy who can barely tolerate Angelo’s long list of failing pick-up lines. I begin to wonder how she feels now that the roles have been reversed. Taking another sip from my Flirtini I continue to watch them both as they are quite entertaining. I take another sip from my drink when I faintly hear my phone ringing, I pull it out from my purse and see that it’s Luca. I swipe the ignore icon across the screen and set it back into my purse, the moment I close my purse it starts to ring again and knowing that it's Luca I let it ring.
“Someone really wants your attention if they won’t give up after going straight to voicemail twice,” Keith says smiling as he holds up two fingers.
“Some people really need to learn how to stop wanting what they can't have.” I smile seductively at him.