It’s true for the rest of our friends, too, though.
Knox hasn’t taken his eyes off Harlow in her little strapless pink dress.
Lane’s eyes have been fixed on Liv’s chest with the bit of cleavage she’s showing in her shimmery red dress.
But Josh? Oh, Josh is already salivating while he watches Ella. Her black halter dress is short and skin-tight with a deep cut down the front, coming about halfway down her torso that shows off ample cleavage.
Wouldn’t be surprised if they end up doing what Ari and I did on New Year’s and finding a supply closet.
Speaking of Ari, though, he’s acting weird. He’s hardly looked my way since we got here, and I’m not sure why.
Everything has been normal between us throughout the week. I was a little less busy, so we managed to hook up a few times, including last night after all of our friends flew down here.
And IknowI look hot tonight. My dress is black with silver sequins, long sleeves, and a deep V cut. Combine that with the smoky eyes and red lipstick, and I know Ari should be looking at me.
So why isn’t he?
And why can’t I stop looking at him?
His look is more casual, but he still looks so damn good. Black jeans, a white T-shirt, an unbuttoned light denim button-down, a pair of white sneakers, and a silver chain around his neck.
I take a sip of my vodka soda with lime before I make my way over to him when the rest of our friends are preoccupied.
“Didn’t think I’d ever see Casanova so averse to my presence again.”
Ari chuckles lightly, taking a sip of his beer. “You must be watching me if you’ve noticed that I’m not looking at you.”
“Don’t turn this on me,” I huff before showing a bit of vulnerability. “Did I do something?”
He sighs before looking at me. “It’s nothing you did.”
“Then what is it?” I come to stand in front of him, demanding his attention now.
Something flickers in Ari’s gaze, and I realize now that my initial thoughts are way off. “It’s the fact that you look likethat,Spitfire. I’m trying not to be rock-hard in the middle of the damn club.”
“So I’m too hot for you,” I say with a playful smile.
He licks his lips as he reaches around and squeezes my ass. “Don’t tempt me, Lucia. I’ve fucked you in a supply closet before. I’ll happily do it again.”
I drape my arms around his neck, pull him closer, and roll my hips against him. “Think you lost the battle tonight, Ari. I doubt that’s a flashlight in your pocket.”
“I was fucked the moment you walked over here, sweetheart. Do you have any idea how fucking stunning you are, Lucia? I can’t control the way my body reacts to you. I’ve never been able to.”
“Even right now?” I ask, gesturing down to my strappy heels. “I’m like two inches taller than you.”
“I know you are,” he breathes, ghosting his lips over mine. “It’s fucking hot, Luc. I like tall women.”
His candor takes me by surprise.
I’ve always been tall, and when I’m in my heels, I’m over six feet.
I never stopped wearing them, but it’s always made my exes insecure. I was always told it was emasculating for them to be seen with a taller woman.
But Ari actually likes it.
“Dance with me,” I blurt out.
Ari raises his eyebrow questioningly. “You want me to dance with you?”