Page 29 of Imperfections Seduced
“I have to classy myself up for tonight and act like I’m a refined young lady. Don’t forget to send me your cousin’s number, because if Cat doesn’t want him, I’ll definitely pick him up. I know exactly what to do with his fine ass.”
Ava stabs a cherry tomato with her fork and points it at Chloe before looking up at her.
“You keep waiting for that.”
After she leaves, Ava leans forward in her chair, staring at me.
“What?”
“See, I’m not the only one that can see Nick has a thing for you.”
“Stop it. I should tip over your chair and knock you on your ass for telling him to come down here.”
“I did no such thing. He asked me what I was doing today, and I told him. I swear to you I did not invite him. He said he was hungry and he liked the food here. I didn’t even know he was going to show up.”
“I’m sure you didn’t.”
“I didn’t, but I’m glad he did. Now I get to spend the night with Chris.”
“And his friends. It’s not a date.”
“I will take him any way I can get him. You never know what a night of drinking can lead to; hopefully it’ll lead to his lips on mine.”
This is going to be like watching an episode ofTom and Jerry. “Do me a favor? Don’t try to push things with Nick and me tonight. I want to hang out and have fun.”
“If you promise me that you will have a few drinks—and I mean real drinks, none of that fruity girly stuff you usually drink—and find yourself a hot guy to bump and grind on the dance floor with. Okay?”
“I can’t make any promises with my brother there, when it comes to the drinking, but I wouldn’t mind bumping and grinding with a hot guy. That’s one thing I’m seriously in need of.”
“Hell, yeah, you are, and don’t worry, if you can’t find one. I’ll find one for you. I mean, really, what else are friends for?”
“Come on, skank, let’s get out of here. I have to get ready for tonight. I don’t even know if I have anything to wear. I might have to go shopping.”
“Honey, please, whether you have something or not, we’re going shopping. Don’t say anything, it’s on me.”
“I can’t let you do that.” She grabs my hand and drags me toward the door.
“Hush up and let’s go, my treat. Besides, I have my own boutique; it’s a business write-off. You have to spend money to make money, and I can afford it.”
Nick
Chris and I are sittingin a booth with two high school friends at Clutch, a new club. It’s supposed to be one of the hottest spots. The bar is packed, and the music is pretty good—loud as hell, though. Hot, scantily dressed women are waiting for a rich sap or a wannabe baller to buy them a drink. They’ll shake their asses for them once or twice on the dance floor to make them feel good. They’re more artificial than a Twinkie, but unlike the Twinkie, their shelf life is ten years from the day they turn eighteen. By then they’ve partied so hard to try and catch a man with all the nips and tucks they look like they’re about fifty going on sixty.
Looking around the room, I scan the crowd on the dance floor to see if Cat is here yet. She was supposed to be here an hour ago with Ava, who has probably changed outfits a hundred times by now. I know Cat’s not high maintenance; that is one of the things I like about her.She always looks good in whatever she wears. At twenty-four, she can pass for seventeen without makeup. I would love to see her face first thing in the morning as she’s waking up after I’ve made love to her, lips full and swollen from my kisses and the taste of her on my lips, mmm… I’ve got to stop this line of thinking, or I’ll never be able to get up from this booth. I might never get the chance to know if she finds out about this fucked-up situation with her sister. First thing tomorrow: research paternity test options.
“Nick, did you hear me, man?”
“What?” I didn’t. Shawn and Matt were debating about which girl in high school had the hottest body and who got the most girls.
“Get the fuck outta here, man; that shit didn’t happen,” Shawn yells over the music.
Matt raises his hand and tips his beer bottle to his mouth. “Nick, tell this guy he didn’t get to Megan Jordan first. You were there when we hooked up in the bathroom at that party. She was all over me, dude.”
“Chris, you know I hit that, you’re my witness!” Shawn says.
“No one’s saying you didn’t. I’m just telling you I got there first,” Matt says, putting the bottle down.
Neither one of them got there first. They don’t know I had sex with her months before they even had a chance to touch her. We had a thing going where we would hook up in random places; it lasted for a month, until she started getting too clingy. She wanted to tell me which girls I couldn’t hang out with—and Cat was one of them. I wasn’t having that shit. That’s why she gave it up to these two; she was trying to make me jealous after I dropped her ass. I have no doubt she would have eventually made her way around to them. Me dumping her speeded up theprocess. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a desperate woman.
