“Okay. Um,” she rocked on her heels, “let me go pee and then I’ll miss you.”
“You will?”
“I will,” she nodded excitedly and then raced into the bathroom. She looked over her shoulder and caught him happily fist pumping the air. She giggled at him and then raced to a stall.
When she came back out of the stall, she wasn’t paying attention to anyone else and instead walked to the sink.
“Aren’t you Juniper Kennedy?” a voice called out from near the door.
She turned her head and frowned and then nodded as she recognized the woman who worked reception at Kyst’s law firm. “Yes.”
“I saw you dancing on the dance floor. Where is Kyst tonight?”
“We broke up.” The alcohol swimming through her veins and she found her happy vibe quickly being dispelled by an angry one as this woman stared at her incredulously.
“Why? He adores you!”
“Oh, yeah, he adores me. He adores me so much he fucked my boss’ wife all over my apartment while I was having a miscarriage. Sure. If that’s what you think is adoration, all the power to you.”
The woman blinked in horror, “no way.”
“Yup. I have it on video. He’s been served divorce papers. I’m surprised you didn’t know because he was served at work in the lobby.”
“Holy shit. You’re kidding.”
“Nope. My boss and his two best friends brought me and my best friend out tonight to try to cheer me up.” She was oversharing and she wondered if this was a right of passage of all girls in the bathroom as the other woman teetered on her heels in disbelief, “I think all three of them want to sleep with me. Do you know,” she wagged her finger at the girl, “Kyst was the only man I was ever with my whole life? We’ve dated since high school, and he threw it all away for some sleezy girl who he swears he didn’t even like. He didn’t like her so much,” she made wide eyes, “he brought her into our home and boinked her.”
“Boinked?”
“Boinked.”
The girl looked at her worriedly, “are you okay?”
“I’m great!” she slapped the top of the counter. “I mean, am I devastated the man I thought I’d grow old with turned out to be a cheating asshole? Yes. I am. Am I going to give him the satisfaction of crying over him like I’m some pathetic waif? Nope.”
The door pushed open, and Adil stuck his head in, “baby girl, you’ve been in here a long time. I was worried you flushed yourself down.”
“Adil!” she exclaimed and looked at the girl, “this is.”
“Nicole.”
“Nicole. Nicole. This is Adil. He’s my new BFF. He wants to kiss me. Actually, I think he wants to fuck me, but we’re starting with kisses.”
Adil laughed and held his hand out, “come on, gorgeous. The group is wondering where you are.”
“Bye Nicole.”
“Bye Juniper.” The girl waved at her and then watched as she left the bathroom with Adil.
Adil was taking her further along the hallway in the opposite direction of the dance floor.
“Where are we going?”
“You promised me a kiss.” He tugged her into a dark corner and pinned her against a wall. His fingers linked with hers. “I don’t want to be interrupted while I get my first taste of Juniper.”
She made wide eyes at him as he lifted her hands and pinned them over her head.
He stared into her eyes, the flashing lights from the dance floor, barely eking into the darkness where they were hidden. “You are so beautiful, baby girl.”
“Thank you.” She couldn’t look away from him. His eyes were a deep brown, and they were purely focused on her. She swallowed at the hunger he wasn’t trying to hide. Her tongue darted to lick her suddenly dry lips and she shivered as he matched her movement.
He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her softly, as if worried she’d duck away and run. Instead, she tightened her fingers in his grip over her head, tilted her head backwards a bit and stood up on her tiptoes to deepen the kiss.
He kissed differently than Beni did. He was less tongue, more lips but equally demanding. She was instantly swept up in a feeling of need coursing through her body. She leaned her head sideways and her nose brushed against his and she whimpered as if she wanted to get closer to him.
He adjusted her hands into one of his and his other hand moved to her waist, pulling her hips forward to his. She felt the very solid reaction to their kiss against her belly, and she tugged her hands, desperate to wrap them around his body to pull him closer.
He was kissing her like she was made of the finest porcelain, carefully and sweetly but at the same time he was clearly aroused by their kiss. She pulled her hands again and he chuckled against her mouth.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to touch.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea, baby girl.”
“Why not?”
“Because you are drunk and I am feeling pretty good to. My inhibitions are down and yours are as well. I don’t want to do anything tomorrow you will regret.”
“But I like you Adil,” she whispered against his mouth.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.