shout back.
“ What do I want? What do I always want?” Nick runs his hand around my waist and pulls my ass toward him. He's already semi-hard and I feel it as he presses his erection against my ass.
“ You've had your last piece of that, Cowboy,” Allie says loudly.
“ Mind your own business, Allie,” he calls out and flips Allie his middle finger. She returns it and then looks at me, urging me to stand by what I said earlier.
“ I’ve been texting you,” Nick says.
“ I don’t have my phone,” I say. “Besides, Allie’s right, Nick. I'm done.” I back away from him, leaving him on his own. Little flashes of the strobe lights bounce off his confused face.
“ What is it? Are you on your period?”
Of course. I don’t want to be with him and the only plausible reason is that I’m on my period. Typical egocentric misogynistic asshole.
“ No, but I might as well be,” I say, unable to hide the smirk that takes over my face as it becomes clear on Nick's face that I just don’t want him anymore. I just want to dance and not think about anything, especially not why Nick only wants to have sex with me on his terms and more importantly, why sleeping with him even one more time seems like a bad idea.
It isn’t easy for me to let it go. Cause I swallow every single word. And every whisper, every sigh eats away at this heart of mine. There is a hollow in me now.
Nick stares at me for a second; his thinning blonde hair looks like cotton candy in the pink light that passes through it and I have to fight the urge to laugh again.
“ Are you pissed about last night? Is that it?” He makes to pull me closer to him again, but I push his hands off my hips. “Come on, you know how I am. I like you, but I’m not looking for a girlfriend. I thought you were cool with that.”
The music continues to thump, but I hear every syllable of what he said, but I don’t even care.
And it’s not enough, to tell me that you care when, we both know, the words are empty air. You give me nothing. Nothing.
“ Oh, I'm cool with it. I'm also done with it. Go get your other fuck buddy.”
His face is just hanging there, all slack jawed and surprised. Good.
I turn to Allie as he storms off and she grabs me into an awkward, celebratory hug.
“ I’m so proud of you, Carls! Now bring that ass over here!” She makes to spank me and I let her.
I didn't expect it to feel so good, so liberating to cut Nick loose. What have I been doing with myself for the last year? Letting him come to my apartment, masturbate with my body and then leave without so much as a goodnight kiss.
The song ends and the chords for “Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC ring out. The club goes wild as the drum beat kicks in.
We dance through the song and a few more, each one bringing sweat out on my cleavage in little beads that glisten in the flecks of light thrown from the mirror ball. I look like I'm sparkling.
“ Hey, you bitches!”
Chrissy Deel dances toward us, pulling some hot young thing by the arm. She has a drink in her hand and a smile on her face. Allie grabs her drink and downs half of it in one gulp.
“ Where’s Nick?” Chrissy asks.
“ Nick who?” I kid and she looks at me questioningly. Everyone in our circle knows about Nick and our arrangement.
“ He had to leave,” Allie says. “He got a case of the blue balls. A permanent case.”
“ There’s a lot of that going around,” the young stud at the tip of Chrissy’s fingers shouts.
I laugh, my voice cracking and dry.
“ I need some water!” I yell to Allie. She nods and waves me toward the bar.
I squeeze between people, trying to be polite to a bunch of drunks. I finally make it to the bar, but not without stepping on a few toes and bumping a few elbows.
“ Lemme have it, Billy,” I yell over the head of two older women who aren't as lucky as Allie and me when it comes to bar service. Billy watches our drinks for us when we dance to make sure no one adds a
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