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Authors: Evelyn Glass
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she’s in a position that some, maybe even most, girls would kill for…at a fancy event, in a beautiful dress, surrounded by the rich and famous. However, it just isn’t her thing.
“Only to me.” He shrugs, as he knocks back another glass of champagne. The guy is drinking it as if it were water. “I’ve spent too much time with Grayson not to recognize the signs of ‘get me out of here!’” He chuckles to himself.
“Well, he looks pretty comfortable tonight.” Adriana tries to keep the green-eyed monster out of her voice, as she sees that Grayson has been surrounded by MMA groupies. She recognizes one in particular—the brunette from the dressing room the other night. Adriana has to remind herself that she and Grayson are just at the party as friends, so there’s no reason for her to feel jealous of the little tramp that’s all over him like a bad suit.
“It’s like I said; it’s just part of the world.” Tommy shrugs as if what he’s seeing is nothing out of the ordinary. That’s probably because it isn’t, and the realization of that sends a bolt of hurt through her. “Grayson’s always been…popular. But now that he’s really made it, it’s on a whole new level.” There’s no hint of jealousy in Tommy’s voice—if anything it’s admiration. But suddenly he seems to remember who he’s talking to. “It’s cool though, that you’re fine with it.” He grabs another glass of champagne from a passing tray, pausing to give the waitress a charming smile.
“Yeah, I’m totally fine with it.” Adriana nods emphatically, hoping that she sounds at least a little more chilled out than she feels. “Why wouldn’t I be? We’re just friends.” Her voice catches on the word, and she stops talking abruptly, hoping that he hasn’t noticed.
“You look like you need a drink.” Tommy looks at her with his baby blue eyes, as he holds out his untouched glass of champagne.
Adriana swallows her instinctive refusal. She’s not a big drinker, and she can still feel the effects of the margarita Willow had made. But tonight Tommy was right, she did need the numbing effect of alcohol. She takes the proffered drink, tilts her head back and swallows it in one go. Tommy looks at her like she’s just done the coolest thing ever and hands her another glass.
“So what’s the deal with you and Willow?” Adriana levels a stare at him that is only very slightly blurred around the edges as the bubbles hit her bloodstream.
Tommy flushes like a school kid and scratches the back of his neck, nervously. “What do you mean?”
“I mean do you like her or what?” The alcohol is making Adriana bold as is the fact that Grayson has been gone for a half hour and shows no signs of returning anytime soon.
“She’s cool and hot as hell.” Tommy smiles sexily, presumably as he thinks about her.
“Correct and correct. So why don’t you call her? You scared?” Adriana narrows her eyes at him, teasing.
“No! It’s just…I don’t know. I guess she’s different.” Tommy shifts from one foot to the other, uncomfortable.
“But good different, right?” Adriana takes another sip of her drink, not willing to let Tommy get out of this so easily.
“You’re not going to let this go, are you?” He smiles at her knowingly. “You and G have that in common, neither of you let up.”
“You care about him.” It’s not a question, more like an assumption of fact from Adriana.
“I thought that was my line.” Tommy looks at Adriana pointedly enough to make her blush. “He’s like the brother I never had. He’s watched my back since we met. He’s the best guy I know.” Tommy shrugs as if to say that it’s that simple. “But sometimes I feel like I don’t know him, not really, you know?” He shakes his head, like he’s aware it doesn’t make much sense.
“I know,” Adriana’s reply is pensive, as she wonders about what secrets
“Only to me.” He shrugs, as he knocks back another glass of champagne. The guy is drinking it as if it were water. “I’ve spent too much time with Grayson not to recognize the signs of ‘get me out of here!’” He chuckles to himself.
“Well, he looks pretty comfortable tonight.” Adriana tries to keep the green-eyed monster out of her voice, as she sees that Grayson has been surrounded by MMA groupies. She recognizes one in particular—the brunette from the dressing room the other night. Adriana has to remind herself that she and Grayson are just at the party as friends, so there’s no reason for her to feel jealous of the little tramp that’s all over him like a bad suit.
“It’s like I said; it’s just part of the world.” Tommy shrugs as if what he’s seeing is nothing out of the ordinary. That’s probably because it isn’t, and the realization of that sends a bolt of hurt through her. “Grayson’s always been…popular. But now that he’s really made it, it’s on a whole new level.” There’s no hint of jealousy in Tommy’s voice—if anything it’s admiration. But suddenly he seems to remember who he’s talking to. “It’s cool though, that you’re fine with it.” He grabs another glass of champagne from a passing tray, pausing to give the waitress a charming smile.
“Yeah, I’m totally fine with it.” Adriana nods emphatically, hoping that she sounds at least a little more chilled out than she feels. “Why wouldn’t I be? We’re just friends.” Her voice catches on the word, and she stops talking abruptly, hoping that he hasn’t noticed.
“You look like you need a drink.” Tommy looks at her with his baby blue eyes, as he holds out his untouched glass of champagne.
Adriana swallows her instinctive refusal. She’s not a big drinker, and she can still feel the effects of the margarita Willow had made. But tonight Tommy was right, she did need the numbing effect of alcohol. She takes the proffered drink, tilts her head back and swallows it in one go. Tommy looks at her like she’s just done the coolest thing ever and hands her another glass.
“So what’s the deal with you and Willow?” Adriana levels a stare at him that is only very slightly blurred around the edges as the bubbles hit her bloodstream.
Tommy flushes like a school kid and scratches the back of his neck, nervously. “What do you mean?”
“I mean do you like her or what?” The alcohol is making Adriana bold as is the fact that Grayson has been gone for a half hour and shows no signs of returning anytime soon.
“She’s cool and hot as hell.” Tommy smiles sexily, presumably as he thinks about her.
“Correct and correct. So why don’t you call her? You scared?” Adriana narrows her eyes at him, teasing.
“No! It’s just…I don’t know. I guess she’s different.” Tommy shifts from one foot to the other, uncomfortable.
“But good different, right?” Adriana takes another sip of her drink, not willing to let Tommy get out of this so easily.
“You’re not going to let this go, are you?” He smiles at her knowingly. “You and G have that in common, neither of you let up.”
“You care about him.” It’s not a question, more like an assumption of fact from Adriana.
“I thought that was my line.” Tommy looks at Adriana pointedly enough to make her blush. “He’s like the brother I never had. He’s watched my back since we met. He’s the best guy I know.” Tommy shrugs as if to say that it’s that simple. “But sometimes I feel like I don’t know him, not really, you know?” He shakes his head, like he’s aware it doesn’t make much sense.
“I know,” Adriana’s reply is pensive, as she wonders about what secrets
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