After the party, everyone but Hillard got into the limos to head back home. He was in the corner flirting with five different women. I heard him make some comment to Jake about not staying out too late, to which Jake shook his head. I’d heard that Hillard was quite the womanizer. Now, I knew why.
Jake and Julianna were all over each other during the limo ride back home.
"Would you two knock it off," Richard said, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
"Jealous, big brother?"
They were across from us, and Richard was dangerously close to me on the leather seat.
"You're lucky that tomorrow's your big day," Richard said as they got out of the limo and the chauffeur closed the door.
"What would you have said if it wasn't?" I looked over at Richard, who had a big smile on his face.
"Well, I wouldn't say it in front of Julianna, but I'd bet any amount of money that I can satisfy a woman better than he can."
My mouth fell open as the limo pulled away and headed toward my apartment.
"This is it," I said to the chauffeur, grabbing my purse and looking at Richard.
There was an awkward tension between us, and suddenly I didn't want the night to end. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the time I had spent alone, but the words came tumbling out before I could stop them. “Wanna come upstairs?”
Richard shrugged his shoulders to come off as relaxed, but I could tell that he was excited.
“Sure,” he said while inching closer to me. "Why abandon the party now?"
4
Richard
Iwalked behind Annie as we made our way up to her apartment. Her red satin dress hugged her hips nicely, and it was hard not to admire her toned legs since the hem of her skirt went up about an inch above her knees. Even the way her black, open-toed heels clicked on the marble floors was turning me on.
“My keys are in here somewhere,” she said, fishing through her elegant black purse.
I was mere inches away from her gorgeous hair, and it took everything I had not to bury my face in it. All night long, she had been teasing me with it, brushing it near my face as she made some offhand comment about my age.
Annie opened the door, and we walked into her loft apartment, which was directly above her yoga studio. It was an open floor plan with lots of space, which she made good use of with plenty of greenery. Annie carelessly flung her purse onto the white sectional, which I noticed had a clean laundry pile full of her panties, and made her way into the kitchen.
“Nice place you got here,” I said, taking off my jacket.
I tossed it on top of Annie’s laundry and sat down on a barstool in front of her counter. Annie grabbed a bottle of water for each of us, winking at me as she handed one over.
“Thanks,” she replied, slurring her words a bit. “It’s easy getting to work in the morning, that’s for sure.”
I laughed a little bit, and she leaned forward, her plump, delicate cleavage teasing me. “So, how long have you been a yoga instructor?”
I listened to her tell me about her business, and how growing up, she knew that her calling was holistic health. Somewhere between her mentioning Crystal and discussing her plans for a comprehensive line of supplements, my eyes wandered down to her body. She caught me staring, but all I could do was blush.
“You’re not so bad looking either,” Annie said.
There was an awkward moment of silence as both of us felt the sexual tension in the room growing.
She chuckled, turning her gaze away from me. “Anyway, it’s been great having my best friend back in town and helping me in the studio. Although, I am a bit jealous of some of her yoga moves.”
“What do you mean?” I leaned back and folded my arms across my chest, eager to see more of her body.
“For example,” she said, sliding off her heels and walking around to my side. “There’s a pose called Lotus in Tripod Headstand.”
“That sounds difficult. Imagining myself in any position that had the word headstand in it sounds impossible.”
