Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
“Don’t roll your eyes, Rory. One of these days a guy is going to catch your attention, and you’re going to want to ride his stick.”
Clare laughed. “Yep. What Autumn said.”
I couldn’t even be shocked. That was how Autumn was. Blunt and didn’t give a hoot what came out of her mouth. Clare wasn’t too far behind her, but had a tad bit more control over what she said.
“Whatever, tonight it’s all about having fun!” I yelled out.
With a huge smile, Clare grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd and to the bar. We stopped in front of three hot guys. None of them were as hot as my mystery firefighter, though.
Jesus, Rory. Stop thinking about him.
All three guys eye-fucked the hell out of us. I immediately felt a little silly in my short black cocktail dress.
“Hey!” Clare yelled out.
All three said “Hey” back. The one in the middle smiled, and my stomach clenched slightly. It was nice having a guy give me attention.
“My friend here is a lawyer.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Really? So am I.”
“Really?” I replied as I leaned in closer.
He laughed. “You don’t remember me, Rory?”
Holy shit. This guy knows my name.
“Um, I ah. Well.”
All eyes were on me. Including Clare’s, as she stared at me with a shocked expression.
“We went to Harvard Law at the same time. You were in a few study groups I was in. You spilled coffee on me once.”
It suddenly hit me. “Justin!”
He smiled bigger. “That’s me.”
“Perfect. Now that we got that all taken care of, Rory’s been overworking herself and she just needs a nice dick to grind up on. You up for it, Justin?”
My mouth dropped as I glared at Autumn. “Autumn!” I gasped.
Before I knew what was happening, Justin had my hand, and we were on the dance floor.
He pulled me in close and chuckled in my ear. “Your friends are something else.”
Sighing, I responded, “You have no idea. But honestly, I’m not looking to…well,
um…to you know…grind up on you or anything. I really wanted a night out and away from working.”
Oh. My. God. Did I really just say that? I was going to be single my entire life.
But his smile was nice and made me feel comfortable.
“No worries. My friends dragged me out as well. This will be a nice break from listening to them telling me what girl to tap or who I need to take from behind.”
Laughing, I shook my head. “Sounds like your friends and mine will really like each other.”
Something about the air changed as Justin and I settled into a nice quiet slow song.
Was it because he held me closer?
No.
Maybe I was into him more than I thought?
Nope. That wasn’t it.
My eyes drifted around the dance floor, and that’s when I saw him.
I sucked in a breath so fast I started choking, and Justin pulled back. “Are you okay?”
Nodding, I tried to talk. “Sucked. In. Air. Wrong.”
“Let’s go get you a drink.”
My mystery firefighter was dancing with a girl who was clearly younger than him. Was that purple in her hair?
“No!” I shouted. If I walked off, I’d lose him in this crowd.
“Do you know where the restrooms are?” I asked Justin.
He gave me a sweet grin. “Yeah, back in that corner.”
Perfect! It was in the same direction my mystery firefighter was dancing.
“Great! Meet you back at the bar?” I asked.
“Um, yeah sure.”
As I fought my way through the crowd, I tried to keep an eye on them. Damn these heels! I tripped once and landed in the arms of a guy who was more than happy to catch me.
Pushing and shoving people, I forced my way through. “Sorry! Trying to get through! Sorry! Coming through!”
I looked and acted like a complete maniac. Are the two of them moving away from me? Shit!
My mystery firefighter pulled back and said something in his dance partner’s ear. She nodded, and they started to head off the dance floor.
“No!” I yelled out. “Wait! Wait! Firefighter dude!”
People dancing near me stopped and shot me a confused look.
Dang it! He’s getting away. I continued onward, ducking and weaving in and out of couples as I tried to keep an eye on the purple streaks in the girl’s hair. But when I reached the end of the dance floor, I’d lost sight of the two of them.
Frantically looking around, I saw an empty chair. I quickly took off my heels, climbed up on the chair, and stood on my tippy toes. It didn’t take long to spot them. They were near the exit. No! No! No!
Then he leaned in and hugged her. It was a very friendly hug. She pulled back and looked up at him like she was totally in love with him.
I had to get his attention before he left. Cupping my hands over my mouth, I yelled out, “Firefighter guy!”