up the liquid. It was only when I felt my dick straining against my zipper did I realize that I was dabbing her moderate and perfectly adequate looking breasts. The brain in my dick was obviously a lot smarter than the one in my head. When my eyes darted up from her breasts to her face, she seemed a little surprised but she was still smiling. I handed her the wad of napkins and she finished cleaning the spill, while I tried my hardest to keep my eyes on her face.
“I guess I should introduce myself since you have already felt my boobs,” she said, before her face morphed into shock. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” she continued, clearly looking embarrassed.
“I’m Slater, nice to meet you,” I introduced. “and your boobs,” I continued, causing her to giggle softly.
“You coming down?” Marcus questions, slapping me on the back, interrupting me from my thoughts.
“I need a bit more liquid courage first,” I reply, swirling my whiskey in the glass, before downing the entire nip. The warm burning sensation on the way down gives instant comfort to the swirling my stomach is doing while memories of Kylie are filtering through my brain.
I turn my gaze back towards the dance floor where I notice Jenni sprinting towards the bathrooms with her hand covering her mouth. When my concerned gaze seeks Nick, I spot him standing in the middle of the dance floor with a dumbfounded look on his face. A blonde, attractive, young lady quickly approaches the instant Jenni moves away and attempts to dance with Nick. I’m pleased when he side steps her and heads in the direction Jenni just went running. I should probably start giving Nick a little more leeway, but I’ve been burnt in the past and am a little cautious in giving him the benefit of the doubt. Even when you love someone, it doesn’t stop them from cheating on you. I found that out the hard way.
The perky brunette waitress makes her way back to me the instant she notices my empty whiskey glass with another double of whiskey on her silver tray. This time, since she doesn’t need to bend over, her brown eyes stare directly into mine and she teasingly licks her top lip. I remove the whiskey from the tray, only sneaking a small peak at her generous breasts.
“Your napkin, Sir,” she purrs seductively, handing me the napkin that was under the crystal tumbler. She then winks, before spinning on her heels and strolling briskly back to the bar. It is only after I finish my perusal of her swinging hips and ass does my gaze lower down to the napkin she handed me.
“VIP bathroom in ten minutes,” I read off the napkin. When my eyes flick up to the bar she has just walked too, she smiles brightly at me. I give her a quick nod of my head. In ten minutes, any thoughts of Kylie that are plaguing my mind will soon become a distant memory.
“Cheers to girls that break your heart,” I murmur to myself, downing the double of whiskey, before heading to the bathroom to hook up with the horny waitress.
Chapter 4
Kylie
I just spent the last hour begging Melanie to let us go straight back to the hotel. I had done as she requested, I dressed in one of her dresses, I put make up on my face and I went and watched the guy I still love perform on stage. I did everything she requested to the smallest detail and she is still forcing me to attend the after party against my wishes. It is only when her blue eyes pleaded into mine and her bottom lip dropped did I eventually cave to her request. Tonight was her night, we are only in Seattle on her request, so I may as well continue to suck it up for a little while longer. The smile that was plastered on her face when we walked into the nightclub was worth the feeling of being stabbed in the heart with tiny sharp knives.
The instant I walk in the nightclub, I spot Slater standing up on the second story. Tonight he matches into the surroundings a lot better than he did the