Page 67 of Molly: Part One
“Shut up old man,” Abbi says from behind me. “You are coming, no excuses,” I turn around and see Abbi’s puppy dog eyes looking back at me.
“Yes, come on granddad, it’s the last chance you’ll get for a while,” Molly joins in.
I look back at her to see a similar look on her face that I’ve just seen on Abbi’s. They both know I can’t say no to them.
So just over ten hours later I find myself in a bar in the city being introduced to Adam.
“It’s so good to finally meet you. Molly’s always talking about you,” he says to me as we shake hands. I instantly don’t like him. He could be the nicest guy in the world but he has what I want so there is no way I will ever like him.
“Really, well I haven’t heard much about you.”
I know I shouldn’t have said it but I couldn’t help myself. Luckily Megan and James join us and distract Adam.
“Ryan, you need to be nice. I know he has what you think belongs to you but if you are anything but nice to him Molly will never forgive you,” Abbi whispers in my ear, and of course she’s right. Smartarse!
After a good number of drinks we head down the street to a nightclub. We all go straight on to the dance floor and I instantly feel completely left out as I watch the couple’s pair off. I swallow my pride and start to walk towards the bar to drown my sorrows but a hand on my arm stops me. I turn to look at who it is and see a tall slender blonde smiling back at me. She was just the type I used to go for before I fell hard for Molly.
She leans in towards me so I can hear her. “You look lonely. Dance with me?” she asks.
I quickly glance to where my friends are dancing and see Molly’s eyes on me over Adam’s shoulder. She quickly diverts them when she sees me looking back. I can’t help but think that her watching me dance with another woman might make her realise that it should be her.
“Sure,” I say to the blonde. “Come on.” I pull her so her back is facing Molly so I can keep an eye on her while we dance.
The dancing started off innocent enough but soon she starts grinding against me suggestively. Every few minutes I look up and sure enough every time I see Molly looking more and more pissed off. I’m glad she is feeling the same about me dancing with this woman as I feel about her dancing with Adam.
