Snapshots of last night...
I poked my head into the steamy bathroom. I could see the outline of his body through the shower curtain. A sharp tingle went through me and I resisted the urge to strip. "Can I wear your cowboy shirt tonight?" I asked. "You're already wearing it aren't you?" I could hear the grin in his voice as I shut the door.
His cold hands slipped inside my (his) shirt inside the elevator. He breathed into my ear "You look so, so hot, let's stay home"... The elevator door slides open giving those waiting in the lobby a little show. He grabbed my hand and we giggled out into the cold night air.
His hand is on my ass as we slide into the booth. "Oh NO" I groan. E and his girlfriend are a few tables away. We trade seats so maybe they won't notice us. By the time J gets to the bar we've practically forgotten they are around.
A conversation about the original price of D's 1996 Nokia gets silly when he gets up to use the bathroom and practically throws it across the bar. "NO not your 350 dollar phone" I call after him. He shoots me a faux dirty look and this exchange catches the attention of E and his friends. His girlfriend shoots me a look so acidic I could almost feel my skin melting. I wave cheerfully at them, then go back to my conversation with J.
As soon as I step out of the ladies room I run straight into E's chest. He has followed me. We are apparently hiding from his girlfriend. I step into D's line of vision. Hell, I'm not shady, and I've got nothing to hide. E however, seems to. Small talk ensues and I make my exit.
D nonchantlantly mentions when we go home "He still wants you. I saw him sneak off to find you. I saw him look at you. I can tell." He's not being jealous he's just being matter-of-fact. I say "You know I only want you, right?" He smiles confidently at me "Yes, I'm WAY better than E."
Then to prove it he spends a good two hours finding ways to make me scream.
I poked my head into the steamy bathroom. I could see the outline of his body through the shower curtain. A sharp tingle went through me and I resisted the urge to strip. "Can I wear your cowboy shirt tonight?" I asked. "You're already wearing it aren't you?" I could hear the grin in his voice as I shut the door.
His cold hands slipped inside my (his) shirt inside the elevator. He breathed into my ear "You look so, so hot, let's stay home"... The elevator door slides open giving those waiting in the lobby a little show. He grabbed my hand and we giggled out into the cold night air.
His hand is on my ass as we slide into the booth. "Oh NO" I groan. E and his girlfriend are a few tables away. We trade seats so maybe they won't notice us. By the time J gets to the bar we've practically forgotten they are around.
A conversation about the original price of D's 1996 Nokia gets silly when he gets up to use the bathroom and practically throws it across the bar. "NO not your 350 dollar phone" I call after him. He shoots me a faux dirty look and this exchange catches the attention of E and his friends. His girlfriend shoots me a look so acidic I could almost feel my skin melting. I wave cheerfully at them, then go back to my conversation with J.
As soon as I step out of the ladies room I run straight into E's chest. He has followed me. We are apparently hiding from his girlfriend. I step into D's line of vision. Hell, I'm not shady, and I've got nothing to hide. E however, seems to. Small talk ensues and I make my exit.
D nonchantlantly mentions when we go home "He still wants you. I saw him sneak off to find you. I saw him look at you. I can tell." He's not being jealous he's just being matter-of-fact. I say "You know I only want you, right?" He smiles confidently at me "Yes, I'm WAY better than E."
Then to prove it he spends a good two hours finding ways to make me scream.
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