fantastic idea. I nodded at the-guy-whose-name-started-with-K. "Sure. Give me a minute to get changed?" I said and walked toward my room.
"Sure," he called out after me. "I'll call us a cab."
I threw on my jeans and a white button-down shirt and shoes. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and hell, I even styled my hair. If I was going to show Adam and Simon that I could have a good time without them, I might as well look good doing it.
With a quick glance at my reflection before I
walked out the door, even I thought I didn't look half-bad.
What's-his-name must have thought so too. He was waiting at the bar for me, which was the perfect spot for Adam to see me, and he grinned. "Wow, I thought you looked good half-naked and wet from the pool, but you look pretty good dressed up, too."
I huffed out a laugh at his compliment, but I was glad he said it in front of Adam all the same.
I could feel Adam's eyes on me, but I looked at the K-named-guy. "You ready to go?"
"Wil?"
I turned at the sound of Adam's voice. He still
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looked tired, but now he looked worried, or bothered, and as though he was trying to think of the right thing to say.
"Are you… sure you want to go out?"
"What should I do?" I asked a little too sharply. "Sit here alone all night?"
His face fell and he shook his head. "Wil, don't…"
I couldn't deny seeing him like that, and hearing the hurt and concern in his voice, tightened my chest. My heart hurt. What I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him and tell him going out with someone else was the last thing I wanted to do. But instead I smiled, took what's-his-name's hand, and led him out through the foyer.
When I got the door, I held it open for my new date to walk through, and looked back toward the bar just in time to see Adam throw his dishcloth at the sink with a rather loud "Fuck!"
Then I saw Simon. He was standing near the door to the restaurant, no doubt seeing me leave with another guy and hearing Adam's reaction. I left Adam and Simon staring at each other. The door closed behind me, and I headed toward the waiting cab.
The club itself was just as I remembered it from the week before. It wasn't as busy, but still had a half-decent crowd, thumping music, and a swaying dance floor.
I bought us drinks and was lucky enough to hear my
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date introduce himself to some other guys as Kyle. I thought it started with a K. I handed Kyle his drink and sipped on mine as I looked around the club.
Kyle stepped in close so I could hear him over the music. "You've been here before?"
I nodded. "Last week."
Kyle nodded and moved even closer, this time
putting his free hand on my hip. "Thanks for the drink."
I guessed it was supposed to be seductive, the way his lips brushed my ear, and the way his hand held my hips in place. I could certainly feel him against me. I could even smell his cologne.
But it did nothing for me.
It was just… wrong.
I smiled politely at him and put a little distance between us. "No problem," I said quickly. "Want another one?"
I didn't really give him time to answer. I just went back to the bar. I figured I'd need a few drinks to loosen up and possibly even warm up to Kyle.
After the next drink, he wanted to dance and I obliged. It was okay. Our bodies touched and his hands were on me as we moved to the music, but it wasn't the same.
He pulled us off the dance floor and leaned in to
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speak in my ear. "You don't really want to be here tonight, do you?"
I sighed and shook my head. "Not really, no."
He smiled kindly at me. "You don't have to stay."
So I didn't stay. I wrote down the hotel address, just in case he didn't know it, and gave him a twenty for the cab fare. Considering he'd asked me out and I was bailing, it was the least I could do. And I left.
The hotel was dark by the time I got back, and thankfully I didn't see Adam or Simon. I crawled into
"Sure," he called out after me. "I'll call us a cab."
I threw on my jeans and a white button-down shirt and shoes. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and hell, I even styled my hair. If I was going to show Adam and Simon that I could have a good time without them, I might as well look good doing it.
With a quick glance at my reflection before I
walked out the door, even I thought I didn't look half-bad.
What's-his-name must have thought so too. He was waiting at the bar for me, which was the perfect spot for Adam to see me, and he grinned. "Wow, I thought you looked good half-naked and wet from the pool, but you look pretty good dressed up, too."
I huffed out a laugh at his compliment, but I was glad he said it in front of Adam all the same.
I could feel Adam's eyes on me, but I looked at the K-named-guy. "You ready to go?"
"Wil?"
I turned at the sound of Adam's voice. He still
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looked tired, but now he looked worried, or bothered, and as though he was trying to think of the right thing to say.
"Are you… sure you want to go out?"
"What should I do?" I asked a little too sharply. "Sit here alone all night?"
His face fell and he shook his head. "Wil, don't…"
I couldn't deny seeing him like that, and hearing the hurt and concern in his voice, tightened my chest. My heart hurt. What I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him and tell him going out with someone else was the last thing I wanted to do. But instead I smiled, took what's-his-name's hand, and led him out through the foyer.
When I got the door, I held it open for my new date to walk through, and looked back toward the bar just in time to see Adam throw his dishcloth at the sink with a rather loud "Fuck!"
Then I saw Simon. He was standing near the door to the restaurant, no doubt seeing me leave with another guy and hearing Adam's reaction. I left Adam and Simon staring at each other. The door closed behind me, and I headed toward the waiting cab.
The club itself was just as I remembered it from the week before. It wasn't as busy, but still had a half-decent crowd, thumping music, and a swaying dance floor.
I bought us drinks and was lucky enough to hear my
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date introduce himself to some other guys as Kyle. I thought it started with a K. I handed Kyle his drink and sipped on mine as I looked around the club.
Kyle stepped in close so I could hear him over the music. "You've been here before?"
I nodded. "Last week."
Kyle nodded and moved even closer, this time
putting his free hand on my hip. "Thanks for the drink."
I guessed it was supposed to be seductive, the way his lips brushed my ear, and the way his hand held my hips in place. I could certainly feel him against me. I could even smell his cologne.
But it did nothing for me.
It was just… wrong.
I smiled politely at him and put a little distance between us. "No problem," I said quickly. "Want another one?"
I didn't really give him time to answer. I just went back to the bar. I figured I'd need a few drinks to loosen up and possibly even warm up to Kyle.
After the next drink, he wanted to dance and I obliged. It was okay. Our bodies touched and his hands were on me as we moved to the music, but it wasn't the same.
He pulled us off the dance floor and leaned in to
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speak in my ear. "You don't really want to be here tonight, do you?"
I sighed and shook my head. "Not really, no."
He smiled kindly at me. "You don't have to stay."
So I didn't stay. I wrote down the hotel address, just in case he didn't know it, and gave him a twenty for the cab fare. Considering he'd asked me out and I was bailing, it was the least I could do. And I left.
The hotel was dark by the time I got back, and thankfully I didn't see Adam or Simon. I crawled into
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