With A Twist(61)

Placing her hands on my shoulders, Gabby says, “Whether you stripped or not… I don’t think Wyatt ever stood a chance with you.”

Tilting my head to the side, I give a slight nod of appreciation over her words before Casey is pulling me away from Gabby. “Okay… I want more details. Like specifics… did you just strip on stage, or was there a pole? Because there’s this place over on the mainland that offers stripping lessons, but maybe you could teach me instead.”

Before I can respond, someone starts banging on the door.

“Come on,” Savannah says as she heads toward the door to unlock it. “People need to get in here. We’ll get details later.”

Casey gives a long-suffering look but heads out with Alyssa and Gabby trailing.

I, on the other hand, actually have to pee so I call out, “I’ll catch up with you.”

I hurriedly take an open stall as women pour into the restroom once Savannah opens the door. I do my business, wash my hands, and take stock of myself in the mirror. My face is flushed but even though I’m a bit buzzed, my eyes are still clear. I want to make sure I don’t get too drunk tonight, because I really, really can’t wait to get back to Wyatt’s place.

Moving away from the sink, I finish drying my hands and head out of the bathroom. As soon as I open the door, I see him standing there.

Six plus feet of male glory.

Wyatt leans back against the wall of the short hallway that houses the bathrooms. His arms are folded across his chest, and it’s clear he was waiting for me.

I walk right up to him. His arms unfold, his legs part, and I press in close. He pulls me tight and nuzzles my neck. “Everything okay?”

I nod against him, my fingers digging into the muscles at his back. Pulling back slightly, I look up at him. “Your friends are a blast. And so nice.”

He smiles down at me. “They’re pretty cool, I guess. So I take it you’re having fun?”

Winding my arms up around his neck, I lean in and kiss him briefly. It feels so natural… these little signs of affection… attraction. There’s no hesitation in giving on my part, and Wyatt likes to receive judging by the look on his face. “I’m having a great time.”

“Good,” he says, gently pushing me back. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me back toward the bar. “Let’s have one more drink and then we’ll head out. I’m dying to get you alone.”

Hmmmm… I sigh internally. Me too.





Chapter 19





Wyatt





The girls are all back on the makeshift dance floor again, making the most out of their limited time left with Andrea, as I advised the group we were leaving soon. I bought Andrea another beer, although it’s sitting here beside me on the deck railing as she was pulled out by the girls to dance in front of the band as soon as we got back.

I sip at my bottled water, which I had started drinking about an hour ago, and just watch Andrea. She said she’s have a great time, but I didn’t need those words. I can see it… she’s bonding fast with my group of peeps, which is a little surprising. Andrea had told me last night that she really didn’t have any friends, which I found to be sad. She didn’t think so, though. She was pretty matter of fact… she didn’t have much of a life outside of her job and the rest of the time was spent with her ex-fiancé.

But as I watch her now, happily dancing with the rest of the girl-crew… her head thrown back, laughing and bouncing around… I know her lack of friends wasn’t from a desire to avoid friendships. I think it was a lack of options for her at that point in her life.

“Your girl has some moves,” Hunter says as he nudges my shoulder and cocks his heard toward the dance floor.

Oh, if only he really knew the extent of her moves.

“She’s having a great time,” I agree.

“Things going well with her?” Hunter asks, and this catches Brody and Gavin’s attention for some reason, and they step in closer to hear my answer.

Looking at my buds, I can’t help but give them a little sneer. “What is this… a girlie-gossip session?”

“Hey man,” Brody says with a punch to my shoulder… that sort of hurts, “we’ve all fallen hard. We’re just waiting for you to do the same.”

“So… what’s the deal with her?” Gavin asks as he twirls the Scotch in his tumbler. The entire gang drinks beer except for Gavin.

“She’s amazing,” I say as I cut my eyes between them and the girls dancing on the floor. The last strains of Animal by Maroon 5 fades, and then the band launches into a classic, Warrant’s Cherry Pie. “Sucks she lives so far away.”