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you two apparently know each other," Meredith said. I completely ignored her, but Emily gave her a shy smile. She took the hint, smiling as she walked off in the direction of the house.
"I'm sorry you had to leave your party," Emily said. "I didn't want Josh to text you, but he did it anyway."
"How do you ever expect me to get enough visits to earn a private dance if you come to town without letting me know?" I asked.
"I thought we're only counting the visits you make to L.A.," she said, narrowing her eyes.
"No, I don't think so. I think we clearly stated that after three visits, I get a private dance. We definitely didn't specify a city. I would have remembered that."
"Three visits, huh?" she said, pulling back far enough to cross her arms.
"Yeah," I said, "and I think this is number two since I just went all the way up to Ventura for Christmas. So, it's pretty much happening next time I see you… unless you want to just go ahead and get it done now. Tonight's good too."
"I think you've had enough for one evening," she said, turning my face to inspect the lipstick smudge on my cheek. She rubbed at it. "And the deal was five visits to Los Angeles… although I'm willing to bend a little on the location."
"Most girls are willing to bend for me," I said, flashing her a wry smile. I reached down and cupped my hand around her fine, leather-clad ass, giving it a little squeeze. "And, by the way, those tights you had on the other day were not the reason you were looking so hot."
" These pants are miracle workers too… that's why I wore them." She turned so I could inspect the pants in question. "They do make me feel like a rock star, though. You better be careful, I saw some other guys checking me out earlier." She was smiling and playing around with me, but I could tell by the way her gaze kept shifting that she was uncomfortable with the lipstick smudge on my face.
"Don't move," I said. "I'm gonna go take care of this real quick, I'll be right back."
"Take care of what?" she asked.
"I'm going to get rid of whatever's on my face."
"Don't act li ke you don't know what's there," she said. "And while we're at it, what makes you think you can come in here trying to cozy up with me when you literally have someone else's lipstick stains all over you."
Again, I used the back of my hand to rub my cheek. I sighed. "It means nothing, Emily. I'm going to get cleaned up. Stay here." I let go of the grasp I had on her, thinking I'd head inside to wipe it off. "If you would've just told me you were going to be here, none of this would have happened in the first place."
"Oh, so it's my fault now?"
"What do you mean, now ? It's always been your fault. You should've told me you were coming."
" Oh, don't act so injured," she said. "Obviously it was easy enough for you to find something else to do."
"I didn't want something else to do. I wanted to hang out with you."
"Even though I'm not going to make it as easy for you as that girl would?" She pointed, yet again, to my cheek.
I laughed. "One thing's for sure… you never, ever gave me the impression that you were going to make things easy for me."
" Why are you still standing here? Go wash it off," she said. She was smiling a little, and I felt like she may just let me live it down. I smiled back before taking off for the nearest sink and mirror.
"Don’t move," I yelled from over my shoulder.
****
What the crap do they make lipstick out of these days? I was scared for a second that the red mess all over the side of my face was permanent. By the time I finished cleaning my jaw, which took two rounds of soap and some elbow grease, Emily was no longer by the pool. Meredith informed me that Emily was too cold to stay outside. She said Emily mentioned grabbing a sweater and something about checking on her dog. I was a little ticked that she couldn't have just waited for me like I asked her to, but I probably deserved some pay back for the lipstick oversight.
Until that point,
"I'm sorry you had to leave your party," Emily said. "I didn't want Josh to text you, but he did it anyway."
"How do you ever expect me to get enough visits to earn a private dance if you come to town without letting me know?" I asked.
"I thought we're only counting the visits you make to L.A.," she said, narrowing her eyes.
"No, I don't think so. I think we clearly stated that after three visits, I get a private dance. We definitely didn't specify a city. I would have remembered that."
"Three visits, huh?" she said, pulling back far enough to cross her arms.
"Yeah," I said, "and I think this is number two since I just went all the way up to Ventura for Christmas. So, it's pretty much happening next time I see you… unless you want to just go ahead and get it done now. Tonight's good too."
"I think you've had enough for one evening," she said, turning my face to inspect the lipstick smudge on my cheek. She rubbed at it. "And the deal was five visits to Los Angeles… although I'm willing to bend a little on the location."
"Most girls are willing to bend for me," I said, flashing her a wry smile. I reached down and cupped my hand around her fine, leather-clad ass, giving it a little squeeze. "And, by the way, those tights you had on the other day were not the reason you were looking so hot."
" These pants are miracle workers too… that's why I wore them." She turned so I could inspect the pants in question. "They do make me feel like a rock star, though. You better be careful, I saw some other guys checking me out earlier." She was smiling and playing around with me, but I could tell by the way her gaze kept shifting that she was uncomfortable with the lipstick smudge on my face.
"Don't move," I said. "I'm gonna go take care of this real quick, I'll be right back."
"Take care of what?" she asked.
"I'm going to get rid of whatever's on my face."
"Don't act li ke you don't know what's there," she said. "And while we're at it, what makes you think you can come in here trying to cozy up with me when you literally have someone else's lipstick stains all over you."
Again, I used the back of my hand to rub my cheek. I sighed. "It means nothing, Emily. I'm going to get cleaned up. Stay here." I let go of the grasp I had on her, thinking I'd head inside to wipe it off. "If you would've just told me you were going to be here, none of this would have happened in the first place."
"Oh, so it's my fault now?"
"What do you mean, now ? It's always been your fault. You should've told me you were coming."
" Oh, don't act so injured," she said. "Obviously it was easy enough for you to find something else to do."
"I didn't want something else to do. I wanted to hang out with you."
"Even though I'm not going to make it as easy for you as that girl would?" She pointed, yet again, to my cheek.
I laughed. "One thing's for sure… you never, ever gave me the impression that you were going to make things easy for me."
" Why are you still standing here? Go wash it off," she said. She was smiling a little, and I felt like she may just let me live it down. I smiled back before taking off for the nearest sink and mirror.
"Don’t move," I yelled from over my shoulder.
****
What the crap do they make lipstick out of these days? I was scared for a second that the red mess all over the side of my face was permanent. By the time I finished cleaning my jaw, which took two rounds of soap and some elbow grease, Emily was no longer by the pool. Meredith informed me that Emily was too cold to stay outside. She said Emily mentioned grabbing a sweater and something about checking on her dog. I was a little ticked that she couldn't have just waited for me like I asked her to, but I probably deserved some pay back for the lipstick oversight.
Until that point,
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