I turn my body towards the dance floor that has suddenly opened up to allow Justin and Sara into the center. Sara looks beautiful in her strapless gown with intricate beading and Justin looks decent in his suit. Okay, maybe a little better than decent but that doesn’t say much. I’ve always thought that all men look better in a suit, no matter what they looked like before they stepped into it. A familiar song softly plays overhead and I cringe.
“Jesus Christ. You have got to be kidding me.” I down my drink and place it on the dessert table as Reese steps closer to me.
“Do you not like this song?” he asks. Everyone is watching the couple adoringly and I’m staring at Justin like I want to punch him in the throat. What a tool.
“No, I love this song. I loved it so much that I made it our song two years ago.” I laugh. “Of course I shouldn’t be surprised that Justin failed to be original here. He was never one for change or originality, especially when it came to our sex life.” My eyes flick to Reese who is now sucking on a piece of ice. He bites it hard and lets it slide down his throat as he leans down, his nose brushing against my temple. I freeze.
“Really? Tell me.” I swallow loudly and close my eyes, wanting to block out everything around me that isn’t him in this moment. It’s only his breath on my face, his scent, and the slightest contact of his skin against mine. “Did the two of you ever sneak off at a wedding and fuck each other’s brains out?”
Holy hell. Did he just say that? My eyes shoot open and my mouth drops. Can I honestly respond to that? Would he like it if I told him exactly what I wanted to say, that I only wanted him to fuck my brains out at this wedding or any wedding for that matter? I shift on my feet and search my head for the appropriate wording when Joey appears at my side, out of breath.
“Cupcake, I need a moment.” He grabs my hand, smiling flirtatiously at Reese and pulls me towards our table, planting me firmly in a chair.
I glare at him. “This better be an emergency for me to allow you to pull me away from that conversation. He just basically insinuated that he wanted to fuck me into tomorrow and I’d very much like that.” My eyes flick back to Reese who is talking to one of the bridesmaids now, her hands playfully pushing at his chest as he speaks. Oh please, you look so desperate.
Joey straightens his tie and pulls his jacket off, slipping it on the back of his chair. “Good lord, he’s direct. But back to the important matter at hand, Billy just gave me the best blow job of my life.”
My eyes narrow at his beaming face and he shrinks a bit in his chair. “Seriously, Joey? That’s what you had to pull me away from Reese for? You couldn’t have waited until after I had an orgasm to tell me this?” I lean forward and his eyes widen. “And for shit’s sake, what guy hasn’t blown you that you aren’t quickly trying to give the title of best mouth in Chicago to?”
“That’s not all I needed to tell you.” He moves in closer to me, his hand brushing my hair back to reveal my ear. “On our way to our secluded hook up spot, I saw the bride with her lips wrapped around the best man’s dick.”
“WHAT?” I clasp my hand quickly over my mouth as I feel hundreds of eyes on me. “Are you fucking serious?” I manage in a much more appropriate tone. He nods just as Juls storms up to our table.
“You two bitches are so fucking loud. What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Joey and I say in unison.
I wasn’t sure we should make Juls aware of the situation just yet. I’d let her get paid first, and then drop that juicy bomb in her lap. She’d want to rub it in Justin’s face that he got what was coming to him and that might result in a canceled wedding reception and a loss of her commission.
I brush my hair off my shoulder and smile sweetly at her. “Are you done with your wedding planning duties now?” I ask, wanting to change the subject.
“Yes, finally.” She rolls her eyes. “That fucking wedding party was a disaster. I’m pretty sure they were all in some giant orgy back there before they walked into the reception.” I meet Joey’s eyes and we both try to keep a straight face. The music picks up and Juls jumps on her heels, reaching out for our hands. “Ooohhh I love this song! Come on. Let’s go show these rich snobs how we shake it in downtown Chicago.”
“You know it girl,” Joey says as I shuffle quickly behind them.
She makes a quick stop at Ian’s table and my eyes lock on to Reese who gives me a playful smile behind his drink. The other boys are talking amongst themselves. “Wanna dance, babe?” Juls asks before Ian grabs her and pulls her into his lap, kissing her passionately in front of everyone. I can’t help but blush and glance quickly at Reese who notices and winks at me. My heart beats roughly in my chest at the gesture. Relax, it was just a wink.