tensed and my heart stopped when my eyes locked onto the last person I had expected to see.
Alexis .
There she was, just a few feet away, with a surprised expression on her face.
Shit! Had she been standing there the entire time, watching me as this redhead’s tongue went deep down my mouth? Watching me as I kissed her back?
I cleared my throat and smiled at Alexis.
“Hey, you.” I knew her name, but for some reason, I’d resisted saying it. It seemed too intimate, and a part of me didn’t want her to know I still remembered her. That just wasn’t like me.
“Hi,” she responded softly. I saw her eyes dart to the redhead next to me. To my surprise, her face remained emotionless, and I found myself annoyed by her response.
Does she not care that I was just making out with someone else?
CHAPTER SEVEN
Alexis
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU LIVE RIGHT here!” exclaimed Kelly as she, Jen, and I got out of the cab in front of Damian’s. “This is one of the hottest new bars in the city!”
I giggled, my mind slightly dazed from the copious amounts of wine Kelly had convinced us to drink at dinner. “Yeah,” I said with a smile. “But I actually had no idea, so that wasn’t the reason I picked this place.”
“Well you fucking lucked out, girl,” she said with a laugh. Jen nodded in agreement. Kelly and Jen were two of the other legal assistants at Jackson & Wittman, LLP. Kelly had trained me during my first week and we’d hit it off immediately. She was in her mid-20s, and a little under five feet. But for someone that tiny, she had a loud and boisterous personality that was difficult to ignore or forget. I knew the minute we’d started talking my first day at the firm that we’d be good friends. I loved her no-bullshit personality and welcomed her bluntness. I didn’t know Jen very well, but Kelly and Jen were best work friends, and I knew I wanted to get to know her as well. We’d had a work event earlier this evening at Wine & Wall, an upscale wine bar in the Financial District, and afterward, Kelly wanted to go to a “real bar,” as she’d put it. She suggested Damian’s because she had been dying to go for the longest time.
I laughed at Kelly’s comment, though on the inside, even through the happy buzz from dinner, I wasn’t so sure I would say I had lucked out. It had been over two weeks since I’d seen him . And truth be told, I had been avoiding him ever since I’d turned down his invitation to be one of his casual female friends. So when Kelly suggested heading over to Damian’s during dinner, I had already tried to think of an excuse to get out of going. But after several bottles of wine among the three of us, by nine p.m., going to Damian’s hadn’t seemed like a bad idea after all.
The DJ was blasting the latest Katy Perry song when we walked through the double doors of Damian’s. And even in the packed crowd of people around us, I saw him the second we walked into the bar. It was almost as if there were a magnetic pull between us, and my eyes zoned in on him whenever he was near.
He was talking to a drop-dead gorgeous redhead, and I could tell from her body language that she was flirting with him.
“Okay, girls. First round’s on me,” Kelly said excitedly as we looked around. As we crossed the room toward the bar, my eyes never left Damian. To both my relief and disappointment, he hadn’t seen me as we approached the bar.
“How about a round of Mind Eraser shots?” suggested Kelly.
“Sure,” I agreed absentmindedly.
“God, these bartenders are all hot!” exclaimed Jen.
I didn’t respond. Not because I didn’t agree, but because I didn’t even hear her. I was in utter shock, at both what I saw a few feet away where Damian stood and how my insides were reacting to what was happening. The hot redhead had just taken a shot from Damian’s mouth, and I watched with a mixture of jealousy and despair as the she then shoved her tongue deep down Damian’s throat. The
Alexis .
There she was, just a few feet away, with a surprised expression on her face.
Shit! Had she been standing there the entire time, watching me as this redhead’s tongue went deep down my mouth? Watching me as I kissed her back?
I cleared my throat and smiled at Alexis.
“Hey, you.” I knew her name, but for some reason, I’d resisted saying it. It seemed too intimate, and a part of me didn’t want her to know I still remembered her. That just wasn’t like me.
“Hi,” she responded softly. I saw her eyes dart to the redhead next to me. To my surprise, her face remained emotionless, and I found myself annoyed by her response.
Does she not care that I was just making out with someone else?
CHAPTER SEVEN
Alexis
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU LIVE RIGHT here!” exclaimed Kelly as she, Jen, and I got out of the cab in front of Damian’s. “This is one of the hottest new bars in the city!”
I giggled, my mind slightly dazed from the copious amounts of wine Kelly had convinced us to drink at dinner. “Yeah,” I said with a smile. “But I actually had no idea, so that wasn’t the reason I picked this place.”
“Well you fucking lucked out, girl,” she said with a laugh. Jen nodded in agreement. Kelly and Jen were two of the other legal assistants at Jackson & Wittman, LLP. Kelly had trained me during my first week and we’d hit it off immediately. She was in her mid-20s, and a little under five feet. But for someone that tiny, she had a loud and boisterous personality that was difficult to ignore or forget. I knew the minute we’d started talking my first day at the firm that we’d be good friends. I loved her no-bullshit personality and welcomed her bluntness. I didn’t know Jen very well, but Kelly and Jen were best work friends, and I knew I wanted to get to know her as well. We’d had a work event earlier this evening at Wine & Wall, an upscale wine bar in the Financial District, and afterward, Kelly wanted to go to a “real bar,” as she’d put it. She suggested Damian’s because she had been dying to go for the longest time.
I laughed at Kelly’s comment, though on the inside, even through the happy buzz from dinner, I wasn’t so sure I would say I had lucked out. It had been over two weeks since I’d seen him . And truth be told, I had been avoiding him ever since I’d turned down his invitation to be one of his casual female friends. So when Kelly suggested heading over to Damian’s during dinner, I had already tried to think of an excuse to get out of going. But after several bottles of wine among the three of us, by nine p.m., going to Damian’s hadn’t seemed like a bad idea after all.
The DJ was blasting the latest Katy Perry song when we walked through the double doors of Damian’s. And even in the packed crowd of people around us, I saw him the second we walked into the bar. It was almost as if there were a magnetic pull between us, and my eyes zoned in on him whenever he was near.
He was talking to a drop-dead gorgeous redhead, and I could tell from her body language that she was flirting with him.
“Okay, girls. First round’s on me,” Kelly said excitedly as we looked around. As we crossed the room toward the bar, my eyes never left Damian. To both my relief and disappointment, he hadn’t seen me as we approached the bar.
“How about a round of Mind Eraser shots?” suggested Kelly.
“Sure,” I agreed absentmindedly.
“God, these bartenders are all hot!” exclaimed Jen.
I didn’t respond. Not because I didn’t agree, but because I didn’t even hear her. I was in utter shock, at both what I saw a few feet away where Damian stood and how my insides were reacting to what was happening. The hot redhead had just taken a shot from Damian’s mouth, and I watched with a mixture of jealousy and despair as the she then shoved her tongue deep down Damian’s throat. The
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