The Wright One

ALEX

Sitting out on the patio at Eden bar I am relieved that I don’t really have to socialize. I am here with my friends, but Adam has some story that seems to have everyone engrossed so I don’t need to say anything. I can just laugh at appropriate times and all is good.

Darren comes back from the bar with a tray of new beers. “Guys there are some hotties at the bar. I mean call the firehouse hot.”

He sets down the tray and I am slightly tempted to look, but then decide that I would rather just drink and relax. That is until Adam whistles. “Dude, I think that is one of the Wright sisters.”

Well, fuck. Please be the other one. I pray as I turn around. Nope, it’s Ms. Wright. Some guy is practically breathing down her neck. She doesn’t look too happy about it. She keeps leaning back. I think that just gives him ample access to stare at her chest. He takes her hand and starts to lead her over to the small dance floor. She kind of protests, but her friend pressures her. I can see the look. I watch, along with my friends, as he takes her to the floor and wraps his arms around her, then his hands land on her ass.

I jumped up from my seat. That is not happening. I don’t know why I am so pissed about it, but I am. Marching over to them, I manage to put a smile on my face. I take Ms. Wright’s arm, and tug her a little. “There you are baby, I’m sorry I’m late. Traffic.” I wink at her. I am trying to let her know that I am here to rescue her.

Thankfully she gets the hint. She pulls away from the other guy. “It’s alright honey, Brett here was just keeping me company. He’s a friend of Cassie’s. You know how many friends she likes to have.” She sets her hands on my chest. “So, are you going to dance with me?”

I wrap my arms around her and keep my hands a respectable distance from her ass and smile. “Hell, yeah. You know I like to watch that body move.” I look back over at the guy. “Thanks for keeping my girl company. You can move along now.”

He glares at me. “Better keep your girl on a leash.” Like she was the one all over him and not the other way around.

He marches off and I stifle a laugh. “What the hell is that guy’s problem?”

She keeps her voice quiet. “He’s a lawyer, thinks he is God’s gift to the world and we should all bow down to him. Thanks for that. Sometimes Cassie does this thing where she gets guys to buy us drinks. I protest every time, but she doesn’t listen. I still pay for my own drinks, but she doesn’t.”

She starts to pull away, but I pull her back. “If you leave now he is going to know it was an act and he is going to probably try to kick my ass. I’m not really in the mood to fight.”

She starts swaying to the music. “So, what are you suggesting? We just dance the rest of the night?”

I laugh. “No, but we can for a minute, then you can go back to your friend and tell her that you are leaving for the night, I’ll leave at the same time so that it looks like we left together. Easy Peasy.”

She shakes her head. “You just have it all figured out, don’t you.”

“I have a level head on my shoulders. I can plan things.” I say with a confident smirk.

“I never said you couldn’t. It was you who doubted my intelligence.”

I groan. “Alright, so you have done good this week. Not the best, I can see room for improvement. But it’s been good.”

She rolls her eyes. “Right. So what are your oh so great suggestions?”

“Don’t be so cheery. I think it puts the kids on edge.”

She laughs. “Oh, now I know you are full of it.”

I can’t hold it in anymore. “What the hell are you wearing? I am not even sure that is a dress.”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“It is a dress. Cassie likes me to dress up when we go out. This is my going out dress.”

“You should burn it. It looks more like underwear or something.”

She laughs. “Brett didn’t seem to have a problem with it.”

I growl a little. “Probably because Brett could see everything. He keeps looking at your boobs like it was his next meal.”

She cocks an eyebrow at me. “Does that bother you?”

“I think I might have had too much to drink to answer that question.”

She stiffens a little. “Then what do you propose?”

My body starts reacting before my brain can catch up. One of my hands moves from her waist to her hair, I grip it slightly, to keep her from moving. Her lips slightly part in surprise, and the whimper she gives me is intoxicating. My lips crash into hers, dominating her perfect lips. My heart is pounding in my ears. I can’t even think past the fact that I want her. I want her now.

Biting her lip as I pull away she whimpers a little more. I don’t know if it is from the bite or the fact that I am pulling back. “Let’s get out of here.”

Her chest is heaving and she looks ready to climb me here. “How is that going to work?”

I know what she is asking. We see each other every day, this isn’t some random hookup. It could get complicated. “We both agree that it is tonight only. No strings, no commitments. We just get this out of our systems.”

She nods. “I think I can live with that.”

I let out a guttural growl and grabbed her hand. We are getting the fuck out of here now. I am not going to give her a chance to change her mind and go home with the handsy lawyer.