“Kat,” I say, my blood pounding in my ears.
She completely ignores me. She puffs out her fucking incredible chest and marches haughtily toward the front door of the suite, her ass-cheeks bouncing with each determined stomp.
Jesus Christ. This woman is gonna be the death of me.
“Kat, wait,” I say, running to catch up to her. But she ignores me again. Jesus, the girl’s having abona fidetantrum—but she’s so fucking hot while she’s doing it, I truly don’t mind.
“Kat, what the fuck are you doing?” I call to her.
She swings open the heavy front door of the suite and marches right through it, toward the private elevator at the end of a long hallway, her sequined dress in her hand, her wet body glistening under the hallway lights.
“Kat,” I say, making my way through the doors. She’s halfway down the hall. “Wait. I’m coming with you and I can’t go down there in my fucking underwear.”
She stops on a dime.
Oh,that’swhat made her finally stop? Another peek at my nearly naked body? Well, good to know.
She whips around to look at me, and, instantly, her gaze falls right on my dick. My very, very hard dick.
Her mouth drops open. “Wow,” she says, her eyes not wavering from my crotch.
I look down. My soaking wet briefs are completely see-through. I might as well be completely naked right now.
She opens her mouth and closes it again. “Wow,” she says again, her eyes fixated on my hard-on beneath my see-through briefs.
My dick twitches under her gaze and hardens even more. “Juststay put,” I say. “Okay? I’m gonna get my clothes from inside and come right back. I’m coming with you.”
“No,” she says, her hand on her hip. “Fuck that shit.”
I laugh. “Fuckwhatshit? What the fuck does that mean?” I ask.
“Did you see how she talked to me? ‘A Vegas girl, I presume?’ Ha! I’m not gonna stay here and get treated like scum on the bottom of her fucking shoe.” She whips back around and marches toward the elevator at the end of the hall again.
“Kat,wait. You’re drunk. You can’t go alone.”
“Yes, I can.”
“You don’t even have your fucking shoes.”
She stops short and looks down at her feet like she truly had no idea she’s shoe-less. “Well, hmmph. I don’t need no stinkin’ shoes.”
I laugh. She’s so fucking adorable. “You said you never get jealous,” I say. “What happened to that, hmm? ‘I never get jealous unless the guy is mine in the first place.’ Remember that?”
“Yeah, well.” She sniffs the air and wobbles in place. “I guess I changed my motherfucking mind. So sue me, fucker.”
I laugh. “Nice language.”
“Girls can’t say fuck? Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
I laugh again. “Kat, you’re acting fucking crazy.”
Her face changes from pissed to hurt on a dime. “Why’d you fuckherof all people, Josh?” She wipes her eyes. “She’s somean. So... snooty. What were you thinking?”
“What was Ithinking?” I shrug. “Not a whole lot.”
“Why’d you fuck such a mean, mean girl? I hate mean girls.”
I’m utterly confused. “You want me to have meaningless sex with only nice girls?”
