My phone continues to ring a few more times getting me pinned with a suspicious glare from Chrissy. I reach into my purse and turn the damn thing off. There is no one of any importance to me that I care about enough to keep the damn thing on. Chrissy is sitting across the table from me and I couldn’t give two toots if it was the damn Queen herself trying to call me. I smile at Chrissy and she flips me the bird.
"I love you.." I whisper, hoping she can read my lips.
"Fuck... You...." She replies gracefully.
I blow her a kiss, and she leans to the side dodging it. I blow her another, she catches it and throws it right back at my face. I can't help but smile broadly at her
I can't pretend to act surprised. It is such a Chrissy thing for her to do.
“Are you attached to someone beautiful?” I look into Keith’s eyes piercing mine intensely.
Attached, who even uses the term attached anymore?
“No, Sir...”
I suck my bottom lip in between my teeth and bat my eyes. I probably look like a silly school girl more than anything. But I’m a virgin to this whole... “Tap and gap” game.
“An ex that can’t seem to leave you alone?"
"Maybe," I say, trying not to sound too bothered by his questions.
I just wanna dance, and maybe have a quick fuck. I don't want to say more than I need to.
"Not that I could blame the poor prick for losing such a fine gem.” He flashes me a smile.
“Not attached, haven’t been for a long… time, and I don’t plan on doing so until I’m ready to settle down!”
I quickly swallow the remaining’s of my Flirtini fighting the annoyance that hits me like a bitch. It's Lucas face I Instantly think of knowing it’s him I’m wanting to settle down with.
“Okay, No need to bite my head off. It was only an assumption.” He says, throwing his hands up as if he was serenading himself.
“I’m gonna hit the dance floor.” I stand and wait for him to move out of the booth. As I move past him, I grab his hand and drag him towards the dance floor with me. I need a distraction and Keith... can be the perfect distraction for now. I may regret this after, but I need to see if Keith can suppress these feelings I have building up for Luca. A bit of grinding on the dance is still considered innocent flirtation right?
“A penny for your thoughts Beautiful?” Keith stands behind me wrapping his arms around my waist snuggly.
“I’m not sure you have enough pennies or hours on end to listen to me.” I look up and smile at him.
The beat of the music picks up after a few slow songs and the dance floor becomes crowded. The temperature skyrockets, if the air cons on it's just blowing out hot air. I unbutton my shirt and tie the bottom half around my midriff exposing my stomach, I don’t bother buttoning the top ones. I’m too hot and bothered to worry about my cleavage being partially on display. I undo the buttons to my pants and roll the waistline down as low as I possibly can. With the fast beat of the music, I start to rub my ass into Keith, his hands slid down my front slowly before he grips my hips and starts to grind himself into me keeping up with the beat of the music. I lift my arm and sling it behind Keith’s neck, placing my other hand on top of his.
“You feel reaaal good beautiful." He groans deeply.
"You’re getting a full-grown ass man all excited over here.” He grounds his erection into me.
“You feel that?” His hot breath tickles my neck as he places a feather-light kiss there.
“Yeah,” I mutter breathlessly.
I turn and face him. He smiles down at me before claiming my mouth with his, never missing a beat to the music as he continues to grind into me. I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me. His hands slid up my body before they slowly travel back down again, his hands stop on my ass, he gropes me hard and lifts me off the floor. I wrap my legs around his waist deepening the kiss frantically, the music, the club everything and one start to fade into the background.
“Please…” I moan.
“Please what, tell me exactly what it is that you want?” He says breathlessly as he continues to assault my mouth.
“Please, make me forget... Make me forget him. I don’t want to love him.” The truth escapes my mouth.
'Ahhh... So there is another man after all?" He doesn't try to hide the amusement out of his voice.
"He's not mine," I confess.
"I can have you screaming my name baby girl if that's what you want." He nuzzles his nose in my hair.
"Just say the words and I'll have him erased from your thoughts." A promise I'll be sure to make him keep.
I let my hands roam over his chest. My subconscious screams "Forbidden territory" the whole time. I ignore my inner Angel and press my lips against his, hoping to wash the taste of Luca out of my system.
I don’t want to love Luca. But I know it’s more than just lust I feel for him. I don’t want to have my heart ripped out again after it has taken me years to slowly mend it back.
But... His name is Luca Venturi, he's a whole other level of sexiness. He's a doctor, where he should be fixing hearts instead of persisting to break mine. A man, who needs to be in control because he can't function right if he's not. Except, he knows my body better than I do, and knows how to drive me completely crazy, wanting nothing but his utmost attention all the time. My heart starts to violently race just thinking about him.
Fuck... I hear myself say. I. fucking. love. Luca. Venturi!
“Incredible!! Vanessa!” A low roar rips through the air.