you.”
If she was afraid that I was going to ravish her, she should know better. I wasn’t going to press further without her permission, so she shouldn’t stay sober because of that fear. Emma loved her wine, I knew that much. “Do you want wine as well?”
She hesitated before responding, “Um, sure that would be lovely.”
That’s my girl , I thought as I gave her a dimpled smile. “Right away.”
The silence was short lived because my cell phone started ringing. “Yep?” I answered as I pulled a bottle opener from a drawer and slid it closed. My teeth caught my bottom lip as I concentrated on opening the wine bottle while I was listening to the person yapping in my ear. It was a party invitation, one among many. “I might check it out. Yes, might . Gotcha. Bye.” Tonight was all about Emma.
If she wanted to go, then we’d go.
Emma moved towards the marbled counter and sat across from me, staring openly.
Glancing her way, I told her about the party. “There’s a promotional bash at a club tonight. Do you want to come and party for a little bit with some of my friends?”
The hesitation was back in place again. “Will there be paparazzi lurking around?”
“Yes, they are always around, especially at hot spots, but we can go through the back door and no one will know that you’ve been partying with me.” I knew, again, that this wasn’t for her. She was doing it to protect Carter.
All things considered, she was a considerate girlfriend. She didn’t want him hurt, even if she wasn’t doing anything wrong. She truly loved him, didn’t she?
“It’s nothing personal, Bass. I just… ”
I nodded as I poured us each a glass of wine and slid hers carefully towards her grasp. “Carter; got it.”
Emma opened her mouth to deny it, but ended up shutting it and decided to swirl the wine in her glass instead before she took a small sip.
She took a good minute mulling over the decision. I know it was only sixty seconds, but it felt like it was longer than that.
“What’s the verdict?” I raked a hand through my dark blond hair, making it look as messy as I was inside.
“Yeah, I could do with some dancing.”
Her answer lifted my tattered spirit. “Awesome! Let me just get a quick shower then we’ll head out, is that cool?” I gulped down the rest of my wine.
She licked her lips and blushed. Without looking at me in the eye, she responded, “Yes, sounds great.”
After a quick jaunt in the shower, we were on our merry way to party the night away.
~ BAS S ~
The club scene was the same chaotic routine as usual. Emma was busy talking to a few of my pal’s friends; I left her alone and did my own thing.
“Bass!” Cassandra appeared out of nowhere, hugging me with her entire body. Her breasts seemed to have glued themselves into my chest.
“Hey… you.” I smiled, keeping my distance as I tried to keep her away from my body, but hell it was a challenge.
She pouted, batting her lashes, slightly moving her breasts against my chest, as if she was giving it a light massage.
What the fuck?
“Cass—” I paused when I saw a familiar form appear into my view. “Emma.”
“Dance with me, Bass,” she ordered and grabbed onto my hand.
Holy shit, was Emma getting jealous? It was childish I know; yet I got excited at the thought of that. She wanted me… somehow. I wanted for her to keep wanting me, too.
My thoughts completely disappeared when Cassandra yanked my hand out of Emma’s, directing her with a hateful glare, ready to attack.
Emma said something that I didn’t catch because I was getting caught up at the scene that Cassandra was making. She made it even worse when she uttered more shit. “No, he’s not. He’s single. I know this because we hooked up last night.”
For fuck’s sake, did she have to blabber all this shit now? I was about to take Cassandra to the side and address it privately, but Emma was about to explode. She was tomato red, fuming like she
If she was afraid that I was going to ravish her, she should know better. I wasn’t going to press further without her permission, so she shouldn’t stay sober because of that fear. Emma loved her wine, I knew that much. “Do you want wine as well?”
She hesitated before responding, “Um, sure that would be lovely.”
That’s my girl , I thought as I gave her a dimpled smile. “Right away.”
The silence was short lived because my cell phone started ringing. “Yep?” I answered as I pulled a bottle opener from a drawer and slid it closed. My teeth caught my bottom lip as I concentrated on opening the wine bottle while I was listening to the person yapping in my ear. It was a party invitation, one among many. “I might check it out. Yes, might . Gotcha. Bye.” Tonight was all about Emma.
If she wanted to go, then we’d go.
Emma moved towards the marbled counter and sat across from me, staring openly.
Glancing her way, I told her about the party. “There’s a promotional bash at a club tonight. Do you want to come and party for a little bit with some of my friends?”
The hesitation was back in place again. “Will there be paparazzi lurking around?”
“Yes, they are always around, especially at hot spots, but we can go through the back door and no one will know that you’ve been partying with me.” I knew, again, that this wasn’t for her. She was doing it to protect Carter.
All things considered, she was a considerate girlfriend. She didn’t want him hurt, even if she wasn’t doing anything wrong. She truly loved him, didn’t she?
“It’s nothing personal, Bass. I just… ”
I nodded as I poured us each a glass of wine and slid hers carefully towards her grasp. “Carter; got it.”
Emma opened her mouth to deny it, but ended up shutting it and decided to swirl the wine in her glass instead before she took a small sip.
She took a good minute mulling over the decision. I know it was only sixty seconds, but it felt like it was longer than that.
“What’s the verdict?” I raked a hand through my dark blond hair, making it look as messy as I was inside.
“Yeah, I could do with some dancing.”
Her answer lifted my tattered spirit. “Awesome! Let me just get a quick shower then we’ll head out, is that cool?” I gulped down the rest of my wine.
She licked her lips and blushed. Without looking at me in the eye, she responded, “Yes, sounds great.”
After a quick jaunt in the shower, we were on our merry way to party the night away.
~ BAS S ~
The club scene was the same chaotic routine as usual. Emma was busy talking to a few of my pal’s friends; I left her alone and did my own thing.
“Bass!” Cassandra appeared out of nowhere, hugging me with her entire body. Her breasts seemed to have glued themselves into my chest.
“Hey… you.” I smiled, keeping my distance as I tried to keep her away from my body, but hell it was a challenge.
She pouted, batting her lashes, slightly moving her breasts against my chest, as if she was giving it a light massage.
What the fuck?
“Cass—” I paused when I saw a familiar form appear into my view. “Emma.”
“Dance with me, Bass,” she ordered and grabbed onto my hand.
Holy shit, was Emma getting jealous? It was childish I know; yet I got excited at the thought of that. She wanted me… somehow. I wanted for her to keep wanting me, too.
My thoughts completely disappeared when Cassandra yanked my hand out of Emma’s, directing her with a hateful glare, ready to attack.
Emma said something that I didn’t catch because I was getting caught up at the scene that Cassandra was making. She made it even worse when she uttered more shit. “No, he’s not. He’s single. I know this because we hooked up last night.”
For fuck’s sake, did she have to blabber all this shit now? I was about to take Cassandra to the side and address it privately, but Emma was about to explode. She was tomato red, fuming like she
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