Alexxxa by D. T. Dyllin Page B

see David still in ‘film maker mode’. There was a small part of me that was glad he hadn’t reacted to Tara. I’d always thought she was hotter than me with her tiny curvaceous body. Plus she was Asian. There were so many guys who had this weird thing for Asian chicks. I kept telling Tara that she’d clean up in porn if she ever decided to give it a try. But unlike me, she seemed to have boundaries about having sex on film for money. She had no problem having sex for money, but she still liked to pretend that wasn’t the case. I let her hold on to her delusions.
    “Come on,” I grabbed her arm and led her towards the bar. “I’ll buy you off for the night so we can party.” I could feel David’s presence at my back, and I was guessing Josh and Mac were close by too. But I was going to actually try to ignore them and act natural…mostly because I really needed to get my head back on straight about my life.
    After I’d bought Tara off for the evening, I purchased two shots of SoCo and Lime, one for each of us, to begin the night. It was a little bit of the hair of the dog that bit me. I lifted my drink and toasted. “Here’s to debauchery!”
    “I’ll drink to that!” Tara exclaimed before we both downed our shots.
     

     
    “David, come here,” I purred as I crawled towards him on all fours. Myself, Tara, David, Josh, Mac, and a couple dancers who Tara said were cool, all were in a private VIP room in Erotic Exotica . For the second time that week, I was completely trashed, and I was completely focused on getting into David’s pants.
    “Alexa,” David chastised. “You’re supposed to pretend we’re not here.”
    “I—”
    “Andy,” A familiar voice boomed from behind me.
    My eyes widened before I could even turn around, and when I did—“Devlin.” I was frozen on the ground where I was. “Wha—what are you doing here?”
    “Mikey is at the bar. He saw you and called me.” Devlin’s deep tenor washed over me as I took in the first and only man I’d ever loved. He was everything that I’d built up in my memories and so much more. His long blond hair glistened in the dim lighting and framed his classically handsome face. He was bigger than the last time I’d seen him. He’d most definitely been hitting the gym hard the last couple of years. And he was wearing a tailored suit, something he never would have been caught dead in when we were younger. It was evidence of his employment at his father’s company. He was older, but underneath it all, still the same Devlin I’d grown up with, and he looked good…very good. His lips curled up as his eyes roamed over me. “It’s been awhile.”
    It’s been awhile? Seriously, that’s what he was going with after not seeing me for years. I snorted, my ability to keep my emotions to myself lost a few shots ago. “What do you want, Devlin?” I started to pull myself to my feet but before I could gain my balance he’d crossed the room and grabbed me by my hair.
    “I missed you. And I thought maybe we could have some fun…like old times.” He yanked me up and I yelped.
    “Hey, hey hey…now hold on.” David was suddenly beside me, his hand on top of Devlin’s in my hair. “Let her go.”
    Devlin’s grip loosened enough for me to step away from him, and it was then that I noticed how dilated his pupils were. Couple that in with his ‘runny nose’ and I immediately knew, even with how drunk I was, that had been doing coke. “You’re tweaked,” I hissed.
    “Yeah, so? And you’re a whore.” Devlin smiled at me with hostility.
    Tears sprung into my eyes. “Shut up, Devlin, and leave me the hell alone.” I couldn’t believe him of all people would say such a thing to me. Or maybe it only hurt because he’d said it. I’d definitely heard worse over the years.
    “I said I wanted to have some fun and I have more than enough money to pay for you.”
    “Why are you being like this?” My emotions were warring between hurt and