Page 53 of Degrees of Acceptance
“You're really asking me about style?” I ask laughing.
“On second thought,” she says.
“Hey,” I say, pretending to pout.
“Just kidding. I’m going to touch up the makeup a little bit and I’ll be ready to go,” Jenny says, walking towards the bathroom while I head for the bedroom. I change into one of my newly purchased bra and panty sets. The bra is white with a sheer lace cup, and the thong style panties make me feel a little risqué as I quickly pull the new dress over my head. I buckle the dainty straps around my ankles and grimace at the heels as I stand up. I sincerely hope I don’t fall in the damn things tonight. I find Jenny in the living room ready to go.
“Whoa… look at you! Chase is one lucky man,” she exclaims warmly.
“I hope he likes it,” I say slightly embarrassed by my friend’s enthusiasm. “And you look absolutely amazing! I can’t wait to see the look on Ty’s face when he catches sight of you walking in,” I say.
“I’m excited to see him tonight. He’s been traveling the past week, and I feel like we’ve barely seen each other,” she says.
“Chase has a table reserved under his name if you want to let Ty know.”
The restaurant is a short distance from the condo and Jay slides into the passenger seat up front while the driver quickly navigates traffic, pulling up in front of an elite looking club that already has lines gathering at the entrance. Jay opens my door, and the driver does likewise for Jenny, escorting us efficiently through the crowd and towards the hostess, letting her know we are with the Prestian party. We’re promptly joined by another hostess who ushers us through to the back of the establishment. Chase and Ty are talking at a bar overlooking the water. They look comfortable with each other and have already ordered a drink.
Chase looks up as we make our way towards them and the smoldering look he gives me tells me he approves of the outfit. His dark green eyes take in every detail of the dress, lingering on my exposed thighs and traveling up every inch of my body before capturing my eyes with his.Oh, my… with that look, I don’t think we’ll be out very late.
He puts his arm around me. “Baby, you look fabulous. I’m going to have a hard time keeping my hands off of you until later,” he whispers. I look up, and Ty is whispering something that only Jenny can hear, and I give her a mischievous smile and a wink. Chase and Ty guide us to our table and hold our chairs out for us while we are seated. I can’t help think how lucky we are to have such gentlemen for dates.
“Ty and I have been getting to know each other a little better while we were waiting for you,” Chase says.
Jenny and I both look up questioningly. “It seems we have many of the same business associates and friends. We’ve actually been introduced to each other on several occasions,” he explains.
“Small world,” Jenny says smiling.
The guys have started with a local micro-brewery beer. “What would you two like to drink?” Chase asks.
Jenny and I smile. “Cranberry Vodka, please,” I reply laughing.
“Something we should know about?” Chase asks, his eyebrows raised in question.
“We went out several years ago for a ladies night, and a few of our friends were having these drinks. We tried them, a lot of them… since then, when we’re out together it’s our drink of choice… that’s all,” Jenny explains.
“We can be pretty fun once we’ve had one or two of these to drink,” she adds, winking at Ty. “We must have danced until one or two in the morning,” she says recalling our escapade.
The waitress brings our drinks, and the guys order another beer and appetizers for everyone. The view from our table is overlooking Lake Michigan to one side and not far from the dance floor.
“I’m happy that Chase and Ty are getting along so well. I was a little apprehensive. It would be kind of awkward if our boyfriends didn’t get along or want to spend time together,” Jenny says to me while the men are talking.
Chase leans over and touches my elbow as the sound of sultry and jazzy melody floods the establishment. “If you’ll excuse us,” Chase says to Jenny and Ty before leading me to the dance floor. He holds me close, letting me follow his lead and acclimate to the steps.
“Baby, I couldn’t wait any longer to have you in my arms,” he whispers. The music is slow, sultry, yet pulsing and vibrant. As the song ends, Chase unfolds me from his arms but keeps a steady hand on mine as he begins dancing to the pulsating rhythm, guiding me with him to the beat.God, he’s sexy.The music is hot, and we dance to a few more songs before he leads me winded from the floor. As we reach our table, the waitress brings us both a fresh drink. I see that Ty and Jenny are dancing now.
“Take another sip; I want to get you back on the dance floor. The waitress will be bringing out our meal in another twenty-five minutes, or so. I took the liberty of placing an order when I booked the reservation since you’re not the best about pacing yourself,” he says. I can’t help but laugh at his controlling tendencies.
“Are you always going to take care of my every need?” I ask, smiling.
His eyes rise in response, and he guides me to the dance floor, his hand on the small of my back. The music is pulsing and energetic, and somehow I manage to keep up to the beat of the music. I look up, and Jenny and Ty have made their way over to us, keeping a perfect rhythm together. The band switches to a slower more sultry sound and Chase pulls me into his arms for this dance.
“Baby, that’s how we’re going to make love tonight… fast and then slow... I’m going to bring us to the very brink, and then we’re going to stay there….right on the edge,” he whispers, holding me close as he guides me around the dance floor. When the song ends, Ty and Chase guide us back to our table which has been laden with fresh chicken salads, flatbread and a glass carafe filled water and fresh lemons. I notice that my drink has disappeared, and I look up at Chase. He is smiling at me.
Message:Pace and patience…
Reply:I’m having fun! Bring my drink back!
Message:You’ll have more fun if the night lasts longer… Trust me!
