Page 30 of To Feel Like This Again
R&B is now setting the mood and so I turn her around. Facing me, I inch closer and closer, removing what little space there is between us. With my hands around her lower back and her arms around my shoulders, we slow dance while looking into each other’s eyes.
A few songs later, she unbuttons my shirt, runs her fingers down my chest to my sixpack. Anticipating, she’d go there, I flex my abs. And in response to her sensual touch, my hands go lower and grip her ass.
There we were, in the middle of the dancefloor, in our own world, unfazed by everyone else in the club.
And then, like in the movies…we start kissing.
Chapter 17
Nicholas
I hold Lisa’s hand —sorry, I mean Emily’s hand— as we walk back to her apartment, laughing about things I can’t remember because my mind is elsewhere, plus I amtipcee. I mean tipsey. Sorry, tipsy. I begin to feel uneasy, knowing where the night is heading (or more specifically, morning).
I must be out of my fucking mind. I feel like I’m going behind Lisa’s back.
“Tell me more about this romance novel? That’s, of course,ifyou thinkI’m a good dancer. I want to know if there are any sex scenes,” Emily asks, hijacking my thoughts and nearly stumbling on the uneven sidewalk in her 3-inch heels.
“Yea, you definitely know how to get down on the dance floor. And yea, there are a few sex scenes. I’ll let you read the draft so you can give me feedback,” I say, putting my arm around her waist for support. That response should keep her quietfor now.
“I’d love that. What’s your favourite position?” No… she did not go there.
Isabelle and the seven-footer snicker behind us, making this even more difficult to answer. I assume he is taking her to his home, since it’s just the four of us left in the wolf pack,wandering the streets of New York. The others having gone their separate ways.
“Ahm, some things can’t be expressed in words,” I answer, hoping my answer is vague enough. Or is it flirtatious? SMH.
Thankfully, it seems to keep her at bay. “That’s a deep way to look at it,” she says, looping her arm into mine and leaning into me while we walk, to not only get closer but also to help with her 3-inch problem (her stilettos, that is, not my package).You get it, right?
One block later, we stop in front of Mark’s building. I finally learn his name after Emily hugs him. “Bye Mark. Fun times as always.”
While they hug, Isabella hugs me. Normally, I’d comment on the way this fine chick embraced me, but I have quite a bit of things going on in my head at the moment.
They disappear through the revolving door, leaving just the two of us.
In about two more minutes, we’ll be at her apartment building, so I put my arm around her and deliberately ask about her upcoming Euro trip. And while she is speaking passionately about her plans, I slow our pace down, almost to a standstill, buying me some more time.To think.
I delay things by four minutes, but the time is almost up.
Riding the lift up to her penthouse she holds my hand tighter, smiles seductively and does that thing where she tugs at her top, making her breasts a little more visible.Please don’t do this to me. And then she jiggles them a little.
The elevator chimes, opens up and we enter the hallway. Earlier, I had noticed the CCTV cameras, positioned at either end of the entrance. Even if I weren’t observant, it is hard to miss the four cameras. That’s odd.
I look up at the camera pointing directly at us.
It doesn’t matter, I have made my decision and I plan to stick to it.
As Emily reaches into her bag for the key, I say, “Well, I had a really good night,” opening my arms to hug her and leave before I do anything I’ll regret.
She steps into my arms and begins kissing me, and at this point I still have my shit together — I’m not going to do this to Lisa. Especially, not “in front” of her.
Since we had already kissed at the club, I kiss her back so as to not make things awkward.Plus, a kiss is not really that big of a deal. Right?
Sensing something is off with me — she steps back, turns and opens the door. Then, leaving the door ajar, she moves towards the kitchen and begins removing her clothes one piece at a time.
I lost control.
Chapter 18
Lisa
