Chapter 0006

“Did you though?” Anthony asks and I feel like that was a direct attack.

“Yea.” I don’t want to explain anything to him or show him a reaction. We are having a good time and he is a little too drunk. He kind of doesn’t have filters when he is drunk. I turn my attention to Toby and I can tell he has a look of concern. The way Anthony and I normally throw shades at each other, I’m still surprised that we have been friends for this long.

“Are you okay man?” He asks and I crease my brows in confusion, I don’t understand why he would ask me that.

“Yea, why?”

“Because you had stopped all these, the sleeping with strangers after you know what, but now you’re back at it, should we be concerned?” He asks and I chuckle. He’s got to be kidding me. I squint my eyes at the both of them when I see them look at each other and then back at me. The thing is, they think I stopped, but I kind of just got back to it immediately, I have just been kind of secret and private about it, and given I moved a couple of hours away from town, they don’t necessarily get a full picture of what my life is like since we don’t hang out as much. At most, it’s always twice a month at The Flavor lounge, and during those times I tend to not show them the life I’m living.

“Am I missing something?” I can see the judgment in their eyes, and I have to admit, this is the first time I have seen that look from them. This is kind of ironical since they have both done their own share of whoring around, so I don’t get why they think just because they’ve got wives, they are saints now.

“Is everything okay at home?” Toby asks and I take a sip of my whiskey. This is getting weird real quick.

“So, all this reaction is because I want to bed some sexy girl?”

“We just don’t want you to end up in a similar situation as the one you were in years ago,” Anthony says and I chuckle. Maybe meeting them for drinks might have been a bad idea. They are no longer the fun friends that I used to have. That is the problem of having best friends who are married when I am still enjoying the single life; they think everything a single person does is immoral.

“I’m totally fine,” I tell them and as much as I can see they want to push it, they don’t, and I’m glad.

“I’m going to talk to her,” I add and gulp my drink. The worst thing that could come out of that situation is her telling me no, which I highly doubt will happen, and the best thing is that I will get laid. I am so in for that.

“Just be careful,” Anthony says and I ignore him and walk to the dance floor. Just because I messed up once, it doesn’t mean I’m bound to repeat the same mistake twice. I had been in this game for years before the accident happened and I had been doing pretty well, carrying on from it didn’t seem to be a problem either, so they should chill, and maybe go home to their wives if they feel uncomfortable. I obviously won’t tell them that. The moment I get to the dance floor, I can no longer see her, and my heart falls. I don’t normally follow a girl to the dance floor, mostly I ask a waiter to deliver the message for me, but I wanted to get away from the guys, but now I’m disappointed that it was all for nothing. Going back doesn’t feel like an option anymore, so I decide to go to the washrooms, but just when I’m taking the left turn that leads to the hallway, I spot her sitting in the bar area. I can’t see her face because her back is to me but I can recognize the hair and the red dress. So I decide to join her. She’s ordered a cocktail and she seems to be lost in her phone. The bar attendant notices me and I nod at him.

“I will have what she is having,” I tell him and he nods and she turns to look at me, and the moment I clearly see her face I am whipped by a cold wave. She does not only have a sexy body, but she is beautiful. It has been a while since I have actually seen a woman this beautiful, and I have met beautiful ones.