anything in a
skirt. He took a girl’s hand, led her out to the dance floor, and proceeded to
do something that could only be considered foreplay. I rolled my eyes, and
downed the rest of my drink. Mike ordered us all another round, and winked at
me. I was starting to feel a pretty decent buzz, and I had Mike to thank for
it. I looked back over at Jet, and felt my blood pressure rise as he continued
to dance with the girl. Was it really necessary for them to be that close?
I shook my head in disgust until
I realized once again that I had no reason to act crazy. There was nothing
between Jet and me, so why did it matter who he was dancing with, or how close
they were dancing? And they were dancing very close. I had a difficult time
taking my eyes off of him and the girl, and the whole scene was starting to
make me sick to my stomach.
I turned to Benny. “Who is that
girl dancing with Jet?”
He glanced over and shrugged his
shoulders. “She looks pretty random to me.”
When I looked back over, the two
of them were leaving the dance floor. Jet walked over to a booth, and started
talking to another girl. Wow, he was sure on fire tonight. He hadn't even
noticed I was in the room, and didn't even seem to care, for that matter.
My mouth dropped open as I saw
Jet grab the girl by the hand and lead her across the room. I couldn't believe
it, but he was actually leaving with that girl for the night. I guess that
meant I wasn't spending the night at Jet's again this evening. I would have to
return to my own apartment, and think about the two of them having sex all
night.
“Jet just left with a different
girl.”
Both guys looked at me, confused.
Benny asked, “The girl from the dance floor?”
“No, someone else. He just found her in a booth,
and they left together. Who is she?”
“I have no idea. Why do you care
so much about what Jet's doing? The guy likes to play around―that's what
he does.”
Something quite akin to jealousy
brewed up inside of me, and I felt a little out of control.
“I need to go talk to him.”
“He just left with another girl.
They are probably fucking right now or very soon.”
That propelled me out of my seat,
and I grabbed my clutch, and headed across the room. Benny was by my side in an
instant.
“Natalie, what are you doing?”
“I need to stop him.”
“Why?”
He tried to grab for me, but I
dodged him.
“Look, Natalie, you're drunk.
Just go home, I can take you there. But chasing after Jet when he's left with
another girl is a really bad idea. Really bad.”
I ignored him as I went down the
stairs of the club and out the door. As I got out onto the sidewalk,
nervousness came to me as I thought about the mugging. How could Jet assume I
wasn't spending the night? Or had he gone to the girl's house instead? I hailed
a cab and watched as it moved to the curb.
Benny finally managed to grab my
arm, and pull me away from the cab. “Natalie, what's going on? Is there
something you're not telling me about?”
“No. I just need to talk to Jet.
He's my friend.”
Benny laughed, and shook his
head. “Okay, if I can't stop you from making a fool of yourself, than go ahead.
Call me if you need to be picked up.”
I didn't answer as I crawled into
the cab and gave the driver Jet's address. When the cab pulled up to Jet's
home, I paid the driver and got out. I tentatively headed up to the door and
nervously knocked a few times.
I cringed inside at the thought
of the two of them already having sex inside the apartment. It seemed to be
taking an awful long time for the door to be answered. I heard a noise and
braced myself for the surprise attack. Was he going to be half-naked when he
answered the door?
The door swung open, and there he
was, thankfully with all his clothes on. He looked surprised to see me, and
before he could say another word to me, I kissed him fully on the lips. The
kiss lasted for a moment as warmth flooded my body, and I released his lips
from mine.
A grin
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