After giving everyone a little show while in the lobby, I let Ethan get me intoxicated enough to ensure that my s****l alter ego stays for the rest of the night. After a few Tequila shots and a potent long island iced tea for me and Whiskey and Bourbon for him, we finally head upstairs.
Ethan holds my hand as we make our way up the stairs and down the red lighted hallway. As we get closer, I can hear the deep thud of bass from the music playing mixed with my heels clicking against the marble floors. When Ethan reaches for the door, I feel the gust of s****l air hit me.
I walk past Ethan while he holds the door open, his eyes scanning over me light a tiger hiding in the bushes watching his unsuspecting prey. The only difference is, I know what I’m doing to him. I’ve never been good at t
