Page 111 of Tequila Tuesdays

“Is that body glitter?” Laurel rubbed my shoulder. “I haven’t worked up enough nerve to try it yet.”

“Yes, and it’s edible. Olivia gave it to me for Christmas.”

Martina laughed. “I knew I liked her.”

Isabella rubbed my shoulder too. “Does it feel any different from regular lotion?”

I shook my head. “No. And Damien seems to like it.”

“Edible body glitter,” Laurel murmured, studying my chest. “I’d like to try it.”

I laughed. “I don’t think Sebastian would mind. You can probably order some online.”

“Order what online?” Sebastian asked as he walked up and handed Laurel a drink.

“Hair extensions,” Martina said with a straight face.

“Why the fuck would she need hair extensions?” he asked.

Laurel took the drink and patted his stomach.

Then she absently ran her hand over his abs. “She’s kidding. We were talking about edible body glitter.”

His eyebrow rose. “Huh. I’d like to try that.”

I poked Laurel. “That’s what she said.”

“Oh, God. Don’t get started with the ‘that’s what she said’ jokes,” Ramone groaned from his spot at the table.

Martina laughed. “We weren’t. We’re discussing hair extensions and body glitter.”

Ramone shook his head. “It sounds like you’re planning to enter a teen beauty pageant.”

Jonathan scrubbed his face. “God, I’m too old for this shit.”

Ramone patted his arm. “I’ll get you another whiskey.”

Iz walked over and stood next to Martina. She scowled at him but moved closer. He leaned down and said something in her ear, and her eyes flashed.

While Iz and Martina argued and the rest of the group talked, Damien came over and wrapped his arm around my waist then nuzzled my ear. He turned me slightly and licked up the side of my neck.

“You taste like candy. I wonder what your pussy tastes like with that stuff on it.”

I pressed into him. “Hmm, we can try it on you too. It’ll be like licking a giant Blow Pop.”

“Tell me when you’re ready to go.”

I swayed into him. “I’m ready to go.”

He grabbed my hand. “We’re taking off,” he told the group.

“What? You just got here,” Martina complained.

“Sorry, I have other plans tonight for Harley.” Damien didn’t sound sorry at all.

Sebastian smirked and tipped his beer bottle at him. Laurel smiled and Isabella waved. Only Martina scowled at us.

“Happy New Year everyone.” I waved as Damien dragged me out of the bar.

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