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“Maybe if I’d find one worthy enough,” she said, “But for now I’m perfectly content on tasting a different piece of meat every night.”

“What about Lincoln?” I asked. “He seems like a pretty good guy. I saw you guys talking at Shadow’s party.”

“Lincoln?”

“Yes. He’s pretty funny, charming, intelligent, and extremely cute,” I pointed out. “I mean if he strolled into the club tonight, I’m sure he’d have half the women eating out of the palm of his hand.”

“Granted, Lincoln is quite the fine candidate in bed,” Calisto began, “And he does know how to satisfy me, it’s the after-sex that puts me off.”

“What’s the after-sex?”

“He wants me to spend the night, or if I have already, he wants to make me breakfast,” Calisto replied.

“What’s wrong with breakfast? I eat breakfast. Damn, I don’t remember the last time anyone made me eggs and toast.”

“I can’t explain it Aria,” Calisto said. “Believe me, I tried to figure it out before, but I just can’t. The more someone pines after me, the more I don’t want to be around them. I don’t want a man who will look after me—I can do that for myself. I want a man that can break me apart.”

“I don’t get it,” I said.

“Believe me Aria, I don’t either.”

“So there’s no interest in Lincoln then?” I asked.

“I won’t say ‘never’,” Calisto said. “But he’s not what I want at the moment—emotionally anyways. Physically, he’s a like a roller coaster. You always end up holding on tight and screaming.” She winked at me.

The song finally ended and we broke apart our sexy dance. Calisto motioned to the club’s private security to bring the two studs over, and they did.

The taller one tried to make friendly banter with me, continuously flirting despite me informing him that I had a boyfriend.

However, he was relentless, proclaiming how he was an all-star defensemen for a hockey team that I couldn’t care less about, and how he won something called the Norris Trophy last year. He seemed surprised when I asked him if the Norris trophy was named after Chuck, and if he won it because he punched in the most teeth down on the ice.

I tried to direct his attention over to Bria, who I genuinely felt sorry for. The entire night, she seemed left out and spent most of the time quietly sipping her drink and making herself look invisible.

When I introduced Mr. Hockey Star to her, Bria seemed to perk up, but was devastated when the guy brushed her off and returned his attention to me without even a ‘hello’.

“Look Aria, I can feel chemistry between us,” he said, as I watched Bria rise from her seat to leave. “Let’s just forget about your boyfriend for one night and have a good time. After all, how many girls can say they got to sleep with a Norris trophy winner?”

I was getting fed up. “Look, I don’t know where you get this delusional idea from that I’m interested in how many pucks you block with your jock strap or how many hits you deliver on the ice,” I said. “But to be quite frank, I have no interest in you whatsoever, so it’s best you just leave me alone.”

“Why don’t you like me?” he asked.

Man, this guy was persistent. I needed to tell him something that would get him off my case for good.

“Because,” I began, and I annunciated each of the following words with absolutely clarity, “You’re beneath me.”

The look of shock on his face indicated that my words had worked, and he rose from his seat next to me and headed towards his buddy, who was busy tangled up with Calisto.

“Come on,” the hockey star said. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

“Why?” his buddy asked.

“The girl’s a bitch.”

“Come on, can’t you see I’m enjoying the wonderful company of Ms. Calisto over here?” his buddy moaned.

“Now, now boys, I have more than enough tight spaces to satisfy both of you,” Calisto said, as she motioned for Mr. Hockey Star to take a seat on the other side of her. She flashed me a wink, and then began kissing the Norris Trophy winner. Meanwhile, the other guy shoved his hand underneath her dress and cupped her breast while gently kissing her neck.

The security guards at the club seemed to turn a blind eye to the fact that the centre stage was about to turn into aporn scene.

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