“Okay, before you spill your guts, let’s grab a seat because I have a feeling we are going to need it,” Derrick suggests.
We move into a booth not far from the boys, close enough that we can keep an eye on them. The bucket in the middle of the table is filled with champagne bottles as soon as we sit down. Quickly, we pour ourselves a drink and raise our glasses in cheers.
“Okay now tell us, confess all your sins,” Derrick says, with a big grin on his face. He is such a gossip queen.
Vanessa looks up at us all, seriousness across her face. “Okay, please make sure that what I am about to tell you doesn’t leave here. Okay?”
We all nod in agreement. What the hell is she going to tell us?
“When I came back to the party, I ran into Christian, I may have burst into tears. I don’t know why but there was a part of me that was upset over Nick’s betrayal. Christian was pissed and wanted to go over to his house and punch him for being a prick. I told him it was okay, that I didn’t care and that he was lousy in bed.”
Taking a sip of my champagne, I could see that we were all on the edge of our seats with what she was telling us.
“I joked that I hadn’t had good sex in a long time and that I would just have to rely on my vibrator. At least I knew it would satisfy me.”
We all burst out laughing because it was true.
“Then Christian kissed me. Like, thoroughly kissed me.”
The table went silent.
“No fucking way,” Isla squeals.
“Fuck, he knows how to kiss. I forgot how good he was,” she confesses. Her eyes now looking over to where Christian was currently sitting, making out with two blondes. I know exactly how she feels.
“What do you mean, forgot?” Isla asks.
“Shit,” Vanessa swears, “I never told you all how I met Christian.”
Isla is looking confused. “I thought you met him when they signed with Montgomery Records.”
Vanessa shakes her head. “No, that is when I realized who he was. I had just spent the weekend in bed with him.”#p#分页标题#e#
The table gasps at Vanessa’s confession but we let her continue.
“I had just moved over from London and was invited to a Hollywood party. This fat, old man tried to attack me, after creeping on me all night. He waited until I was on my way back from the bathroom. Christian saved me from him. One thing led to another, and we spent the weekend together. We both gave false names and I crept out of my bed early Monday morning as I had to start my first day at Montgomery Records. Who knew Monty was going to call me into his office and introduce me to my first clients Dirty Texas.”
We were all silent.
“Let’s just say we were both shocked to see each other again.”
“Oh my God, it’s like a Lifetime movie,” Derrick jokes.
“I told him we could only be friends because I worked with him. Eventually, he agreed and that friendship turned into what we are today.”
“So you fucked him again, didn’t you?” Derrick says; matter-of-factly.
Vanessa nods.
We all scream before hushing our tones when the boys’ table looks over at us. “Damn him and his fucking magical cock.”
We all burst out laughing again. I had my own magical cock to worry about too.
“Well if it makes you feel any better, I slept with Finn that night as well.”
All our heads turn and look at Isla.
“And he has ruined me for all men, well actually that’s a lie, he ruined me for all men years ago when he took my virginity.”
Holy fucking shit, this is crazy.
“Fuck, does Oscar know?” Vanessa asks.
Isla makes a strangled sound. “No way. He would kill Finn if he found out, but seriously I am over my stupid crush on him. He will never choose me over my brother,” she says, as she bangs her head on the table.
It was kind of dramatic but these boys make sane women crazy.
“Okay, well if we are all confessing our sins here, then I slept with Chance, from Sons of Brooklyn.”
Yep, I choked on my drink at Derrick’s confession.
“But isn’t Chance straight?” Vanessa asks as all our eyes turn to the boys’ table where Chance had some redhead in his lap.
Derrick rolls his eyes. “Let’s just say that he knows what he is doing and does it well.” The cocky bastard says with a huge smile on his face.
“Come on D, drop the deets. You know you want to.” I encourage, elbowing him in the side.
“Ouch, bitch. Fine, but he is still firmly in the closet okay.”
We all nod in agreement to keep his secret.
“You know that model Ricardo I was with all night.”
“Yeah, yeah D, the hot Brazilian guy that you didn’t seem to want to come up for air from”.