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The One Addicted(96)



“I’m mental? At least I’ve got class - what Nathan Silver sees in you is beyond me. Maybe I should have a go at polishing his Silverware too - bet it’s well tarnished after being around you!”

She shoots, and scores causing Abby to lunge for Toni, ready to do God knows what to silence her but I manage to restrict my friend, holding her back, both our chests heaving and I glare back at Toni, who’s eyes are full of excitement. God, what was with this woman? She seriously got off tormenting people.

“You better leave, Toni … now!”

“Oh, I’m going don’t you worry. I’m far too important to be fraternising with scum in the toilets. Andy will wonder where his lady is.”

Lady? “Bye, Toni - next time let us just ignore one another Ok? I think that would be for the best.”

She harshly rubs a smudge of dark maroon coloured lipstick off her teeth, with her finger and pats at her up do before waving childishly with her hand and slyly whining, “Tatty bye.”

I feel my shoulders begin to relax a few degrees, as she reaches the door, her fingers on the handle when she changes her mind and swings back and smugly says, “Oh, Lucheea? I forgot to ask - did you like the present I arranged for you and Sebastian after his party? Ray was so excited when I mentioned that Seb wanted her on a plane straight away. That he missed her awfully. I do hope that it didn’t mess things up for you? If you liked that gift, I’ve loads more where that came from - watch your back bitch.”

And then she is gone. The only noise the running tap and the echo of her slammed door.

“That fucking witch!”

“I know, Abs. I know. But honestly she’s not worth it.”

“How can you be so calm? She’s horrible!”

“I honestly don’t know. Maybe its because I really do trust Sebastian? Trust in us, and what we are to one another. Maybe its because I feel sorry for her?”

“Oh, Lu, you are too soft. I could scratch her eyes out, with a blunt butter knife - especially when she said she’d make a move on Nathan. No-one touches my man!”

“My Man? Ooh so Nathan is your man is he - this all sounds like its getting very serious.”

“It is, babes and I’ve decided to just go with it. He’s… amazing.”

“There you go - think happy thoughts, touch up your lippy and let’s go make that cow salivate with jealousy by walking out of here, looking hot and straight into the arms of our, Mr. Silvers’, with their sexy mouths and humongous cocks.

“You always know what to say to calm me down. Are you sure you don’t want me to deck her for you though - please - just a little one?” She reapplies her gloss and slips it back into her bag before clipping the popper in place.

I laugh at her begging. “Abs believe me, that girl will get her come-uppance one of these days but just remember, Nathan and Sebastian will be in our beds tonight, not hers.. That’s revenge enough for me. Besides my mum always said bitterness gives you wrinkles and she’s soo not worth ageing over.”

“She’s a wise bird Nina Myers.”

“That she is, babe.”


“Everything OK?” Seb’s knowing eyes don’t miss a trick and I plaster a fake smile across my worried face and kiss his cheek, as we rejoin the group of men.

“All good.”

“Really?”

“I’m fine, Seb - why?”

“Nothing. I watched you enter the ballroom, beautiful as ever but your glow has gone.”

“I’ve been away from you for too long - that’s all.”

“Good comeback, Myers, but that’s not it.”

“Change the subject, Seb, please.” I lower my voice and look around at the others in our near vicinity.

“Ok. But you will tell me. You and I don’t keep secrets from each other.”

Now was not the time to inform him that Toni was here; hopefully we’d miss her in the throng and soon we’d be upstairs making good on our promises to fulfil our persistent craving for each other.

God, he looked hot and so sexy in his black metal mask - his liquorice orbs glittering in its depths. His tuxedo fitted his lean, muscled body like a glove, the jacket lovingly hugging his broad shoulders and the satin lapels draw my eyes down to the black & dull gold satin striped waistcoat, fitted tightly like a vest against his torso. He was a serious clothes horse but the suit was certainly tailored personally for him. He stares at me for a short while before returning to answer a posed question from one of his construction team mates. I itch to curl my hand around his nape and draw his lips back to mine; the thought, makes me run my tongue over my bottom lip and my nipples pebble. At that moment there is no one else in the room. I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from him.