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Authors: Alexandra North
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tonight - now that you’ve taken the blinkers off?”
I barge her lightly with my shoulder to shut up. “Honestly? I’m shitting myself and I don’t really know why?”
I notice a few neck cricks from admirers, as we snake a path to our friends and I‘m pleased I spent the extra time on myself earlier. It was paying off.
“You’ll be fine Lu, you’re hot right now – you won’t need to do anything. It’s like you’re giving off some kind of vibe? Just go with it!” Her deep throaty laugh follows her as she leads the way. Yeah desperation!
We finally reach the table, arms aching and remarkably not a drop of the good stuff spilt when we see that our party has expanded and I can acknowledge a further three men are chatting amiably with Gino. One of them I can tell is Sebastian, even from behind. Oh and what a behind. I feel a little buzz of excitement fizz its way around my body. Since Abs had mentioned he was on his way, I’d had nothing but him on my dirty little mind.
Who am I kidding? I’d been watching the door for the past twenty minutes, trying to appear nonchalant in the hope that he’d make it, before confirmation that he was, in fact, already on his way. I can see that Sebastian is talking to a good-looking guy, with a very cute smile and cool messy hair and as I near, I realise its Nathan his brother, whom I haven’t seen in ages. Abby was right. He looked good and I send her a knowing smile, which she returns with a wink. The other male is standing, watching me as I walk towards them; his angular, stubbled face is difficult to read and I don’t recognise him at all. He is good-looking in harsh kind of way- rather brooding.
Our arrival at the table is greeted with whoops and noisy cheers from Suzie for my choice of champers and I begin to dish out glasses to the many already out-stretched hands. I’m concentrating on the task, when Sebastian leans in and takes one of the bottles from the large mirrored ice bucket.
“Here, let me Lu. Hmm, the good stuff - you always have had impeccable taste,” he approves, considering me from head to foot, his husky voice slicing through me. Double-entendre already?
“Thanks.”
My response is barely a whisper. That’s all I can say. I sound reserved, although I don’t mean to, and force a sparkling smile. Why is the atmosphere so strained? I can’t believe how much has changed in twenty-four hours. This is my mate, I just need to relax and enjoy my time with him and our combined friends; it’s so infrequent these days that we are all out together.
Either that or bloody ask him to fuck me and get it out the way. Lulu - you’re losing it! Sebastian hands out the good stuff to the many outstretched hands before saving the last glass for me and is about to release it into my fingers, when he’s jostled from behind by an eager punter and the whole contents of the flute, are emptied over my chest. The moment is lightening-quick but feels like a slow motion replay; bubbles fizzing and trickling down my neck, across my décolletage and disappearing beneath the low v of my dress.
I’m transported back in time to a similar situation, ten years earlier - a walking talking cliché… again! At least I’m not wearing white on this occasion. My gasp of shock as the cold champagne hits my chest and soaks through to the skin, makes us both jump.
“So here we are again. Always thrusting those assets in my face Lulu.”
My immediate anger dissipates immediately as shock gives way to memories. I smile back at him, and then giggle. Ten years! Where did that time go? How different things could have been?
“I seem to remember it being cheap watered-down beer. At least now its champagne.”
“I seem to remember telling you I wouldn’t touch you again. That won’t be the case this time.” His deep voice is full of promise.
I grab a serviette from the table and mop at my chest, remarkably, there is no stain and my cleavage has taken the
I barge her lightly with my shoulder to shut up. “Honestly? I’m shitting myself and I don’t really know why?”
I notice a few neck cricks from admirers, as we snake a path to our friends and I‘m pleased I spent the extra time on myself earlier. It was paying off.
“You’ll be fine Lu, you’re hot right now – you won’t need to do anything. It’s like you’re giving off some kind of vibe? Just go with it!” Her deep throaty laugh follows her as she leads the way. Yeah desperation!
We finally reach the table, arms aching and remarkably not a drop of the good stuff spilt when we see that our party has expanded and I can acknowledge a further three men are chatting amiably with Gino. One of them I can tell is Sebastian, even from behind. Oh and what a behind. I feel a little buzz of excitement fizz its way around my body. Since Abs had mentioned he was on his way, I’d had nothing but him on my dirty little mind.
Who am I kidding? I’d been watching the door for the past twenty minutes, trying to appear nonchalant in the hope that he’d make it, before confirmation that he was, in fact, already on his way. I can see that Sebastian is talking to a good-looking guy, with a very cute smile and cool messy hair and as I near, I realise its Nathan his brother, whom I haven’t seen in ages. Abby was right. He looked good and I send her a knowing smile, which she returns with a wink. The other male is standing, watching me as I walk towards them; his angular, stubbled face is difficult to read and I don’t recognise him at all. He is good-looking in harsh kind of way- rather brooding.
Our arrival at the table is greeted with whoops and noisy cheers from Suzie for my choice of champers and I begin to dish out glasses to the many already out-stretched hands. I’m concentrating on the task, when Sebastian leans in and takes one of the bottles from the large mirrored ice bucket.
“Here, let me Lu. Hmm, the good stuff - you always have had impeccable taste,” he approves, considering me from head to foot, his husky voice slicing through me. Double-entendre already?
“Thanks.”
My response is barely a whisper. That’s all I can say. I sound reserved, although I don’t mean to, and force a sparkling smile. Why is the atmosphere so strained? I can’t believe how much has changed in twenty-four hours. This is my mate, I just need to relax and enjoy my time with him and our combined friends; it’s so infrequent these days that we are all out together.
Either that or bloody ask him to fuck me and get it out the way. Lulu - you’re losing it! Sebastian hands out the good stuff to the many outstretched hands before saving the last glass for me and is about to release it into my fingers, when he’s jostled from behind by an eager punter and the whole contents of the flute, are emptied over my chest. The moment is lightening-quick but feels like a slow motion replay; bubbles fizzing and trickling down my neck, across my décolletage and disappearing beneath the low v of my dress.
I’m transported back in time to a similar situation, ten years earlier - a walking talking cliché… again! At least I’m not wearing white on this occasion. My gasp of shock as the cold champagne hits my chest and soaks through to the skin, makes us both jump.
“So here we are again. Always thrusting those assets in my face Lulu.”
My immediate anger dissipates immediately as shock gives way to memories. I smile back at him, and then giggle. Ten years! Where did that time go? How different things could have been?
“I seem to remember it being cheap watered-down beer. At least now its champagne.”
“I seem to remember telling you I wouldn’t touch you again. That won’t be the case this time.” His deep voice is full of promise.
I grab a serviette from the table and mop at my chest, remarkably, there is no stain and my cleavage has taken the
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