actual event had.
“Unless you called in another favor, I’m not sure we’re even getting into this place. You’d have no problem, though. I’m sure I’m out of my league here.”
“You have more class in your little pinkie than any girl here.” He reached inside his jacket pocket and pulled out a tube of lip gloss. “Somehow your bag got mixed up with mine, and I thought you might need one.” He opened the tube and began applying a coat of gloss to her lips. When he was done, he kissed her and rubbed his lips together. “Hotness, you won’t have a problem getting in anywhere looking like that.”
He guided Sydney through the crowd of people to the entrance and gave his name to the bouncer. The bouncer checked his sheet and opened the red velvet robe for them to enter. As she passed him, she heard him mumble, “Lucky bastard.” She couldn’t help but look back.
“Somebody else you’d rather be with?” He asked in a snippy tone.
“Hell no! As far as he’s concerned, I’m here with the luckiest bastard,” she said as she squeezed his ass cheek and kissed his lips.
It seemed liked there were even more people inside than waiting outside. Sydney wasn’t sure she’d be able to take much of the crowd.
“You have that look again. Don’t worry. I did call in a favor, and we have a VIP booth reserved.”
She touched her hair in a weird way. ”Your hair looks amazing. What are you doing?” Marcus asked.
“I’m searching for the bug you somehow planted in my brain. There’s definitely something in my brain that’s communicating with something in your brain. Every time I think, you reply out loud. It’s more than freaky, and it’s really starting to scare me. I feel like I’m going crazy.”
“Babe, you’re not going crazy. We just have a connection that’s unexplainable. Accept it for what it’s worth. We’re in Vegas. Let’s call it luck and enjoy each other’s company.”
That comment solidified the idea that this was only a Vegas thing. She would only have Marcus for the next four days, and she was going to enjoy every minute of it.
They barely made it to the VIP booth reserved for them unscathed. Sydney trailed behind Marcus like a little kid. She couldn’t even keep track of the number of girls who asked Marcus to dance as they walked through the crowd. “With someone,” he replied each time while holding up Sydney’s hand to prove it.
“Whew, I thought we’d never make it here in one piece,” Sydney said as she slid into the booth.
“Babe, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you. I’ve got you covered.” I’d like to fucking cover you with my body right now .
The waitress wasn’t too far behind. Marcus ordered a bottle of champagne and a bottle of Silver Patron.
“That’s a lot of liquor for just the two of us. Are we expecting more people?”
Marcus moved closer to envelope her in his arms. “Syd, it’s just you and me. I don’t want to share you with anyone.”
“We’re gonna be absolutely wasted if we drink all that.” Sydney noticed Marcus’ smirk. “Is that what you had planned?”
“Not exactly, but now there won’t be any inhibitions to get in the way.”
Not knowing how to reply to that, Sydney turned to look at the dance floor. It was packed with people. She loved to dance. There was no way in hell she was going down there to dance, though. She felt like she was the oldest women in the club.
“If you wanna dance, we can dance right here.” Marcus spun her around and started swaying his hips to the beat of the music.
“If we go down there to dance, other men will try to cut in, and that won’t end well.” Marcus had the most serious look on his face.
“I’m not the one that got asked to dance more than a dozen times while making his way up here.”
“You saw that I told them I was with someone. Women are brassy that way. They‘ll get right in your face. Men will wait till you’re out there moving your junk before they
“Unless you called in another favor, I’m not sure we’re even getting into this place. You’d have no problem, though. I’m sure I’m out of my league here.”
“You have more class in your little pinkie than any girl here.” He reached inside his jacket pocket and pulled out a tube of lip gloss. “Somehow your bag got mixed up with mine, and I thought you might need one.” He opened the tube and began applying a coat of gloss to her lips. When he was done, he kissed her and rubbed his lips together. “Hotness, you won’t have a problem getting in anywhere looking like that.”
He guided Sydney through the crowd of people to the entrance and gave his name to the bouncer. The bouncer checked his sheet and opened the red velvet robe for them to enter. As she passed him, she heard him mumble, “Lucky bastard.” She couldn’t help but look back.
“Somebody else you’d rather be with?” He asked in a snippy tone.
“Hell no! As far as he’s concerned, I’m here with the luckiest bastard,” she said as she squeezed his ass cheek and kissed his lips.
It seemed liked there were even more people inside than waiting outside. Sydney wasn’t sure she’d be able to take much of the crowd.
“You have that look again. Don’t worry. I did call in a favor, and we have a VIP booth reserved.”
She touched her hair in a weird way. ”Your hair looks amazing. What are you doing?” Marcus asked.
“I’m searching for the bug you somehow planted in my brain. There’s definitely something in my brain that’s communicating with something in your brain. Every time I think, you reply out loud. It’s more than freaky, and it’s really starting to scare me. I feel like I’m going crazy.”
“Babe, you’re not going crazy. We just have a connection that’s unexplainable. Accept it for what it’s worth. We’re in Vegas. Let’s call it luck and enjoy each other’s company.”
That comment solidified the idea that this was only a Vegas thing. She would only have Marcus for the next four days, and she was going to enjoy every minute of it.
They barely made it to the VIP booth reserved for them unscathed. Sydney trailed behind Marcus like a little kid. She couldn’t even keep track of the number of girls who asked Marcus to dance as they walked through the crowd. “With someone,” he replied each time while holding up Sydney’s hand to prove it.
“Whew, I thought we’d never make it here in one piece,” Sydney said as she slid into the booth.
“Babe, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you. I’ve got you covered.” I’d like to fucking cover you with my body right now .
The waitress wasn’t too far behind. Marcus ordered a bottle of champagne and a bottle of Silver Patron.
“That’s a lot of liquor for just the two of us. Are we expecting more people?”
Marcus moved closer to envelope her in his arms. “Syd, it’s just you and me. I don’t want to share you with anyone.”
“We’re gonna be absolutely wasted if we drink all that.” Sydney noticed Marcus’ smirk. “Is that what you had planned?”
“Not exactly, but now there won’t be any inhibitions to get in the way.”
Not knowing how to reply to that, Sydney turned to look at the dance floor. It was packed with people. She loved to dance. There was no way in hell she was going down there to dance, though. She felt like she was the oldest women in the club.
“If you wanna dance, we can dance right here.” Marcus spun her around and started swaying his hips to the beat of the music.
“If we go down there to dance, other men will try to cut in, and that won’t end well.” Marcus had the most serious look on his face.
“I’m not the one that got asked to dance more than a dozen times while making his way up here.”
“You saw that I told them I was with someone. Women are brassy that way. They‘ll get right in your face. Men will wait till you’re out there moving your junk before they
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