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With that said, she struts out of my office, making me wonder what's happening with her. She has been acting a little strange since she came back from Miami.
Another text comes from Drake asking me to come down to the club, or they are going to bring the party to wherever I am.
I send him a reply, letting him know that I’m on my way. Pushing back my chair, I pick up my jacket and call my driver, telling him to bring the car around as I walk out of my office.
As I walk by the reception, I notice Jessy behind the desk attending to a guest. I can’t seem to look away, even though it seems clearly obvious that I’m staring. The way her small lips move as she speaks and the way her lashes flutter as she looks at her computer screen.
As if aware that I’m looking at her, she raises her head and looks in my direction, and the moment our eyes meet, she quickly looks away.
I want to walk over and talk to her, but I decide against it. She won’t avoid me forever. I will make sure of that.
When I walk into Drake’s club, I’m welcomed by loud music blaring through the speakers. The dance floor is filled with people sweating it out with their partners.
A waitress dressed in a bra and panties walked past me, carrying trays filled with drinks. I pluck one off a tray, and that’s when I see Drake walking up to me.
“And he finally shows up,” he says, a fat stick of cigar hanging loosely around his mouth. Two ladies wearing see-through dresses by his sides; one of them winks at me, but I couldn’t be more appalled.
“What is going on, man? Were you planning on bailing on us?” Drake comes over and gives me a hug, patting my back.
“I was busy with work.”
He shoots me a serious look. “Always the workaholic. It’s a good thing you took the advice and decided to come and let loose a little.”
“Where are Dan and Ben?”
“They are upstairs. I need to handle a situation with one of the customers quickly.” He turns to look at the women by his side. “Hey ladies, how about you keep Ethan happy, huh?”
“I’m good. Thank you.” I raise my hand, stopping the seemingly escorts from coming any closer.
“If you say so.”
As Drake walks away with them, I get a tap on my shoulders, and when I turn around, I’m faced with a somewhat familiar face.
“Hi Ethan, it’s been a while,” she says in a sultry tone, batting her eyelids at me.
“Hey…” I try to recall her name.
“It’s Missy,” she offers as she notices my struggle. “I’ve been trying to reach you, but it seems like you’ve been avoiding me.”
“I’ve been busy,” I reply, my tone curt.
She raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of her lips. “Busy or screening my calls?”
“Take your pick,” I say, unable to keep the bitterness from creeping into my voice as I now remember her. She was a one-night stand and refused to get the memo.
“Ethan, I miss…”
“Hey, Missy, it is, right?”
She nods.
“What we had was a one-time thing, so stop trying to reach me. Okay?”
I can see the hurt in her eyes as I walk away, but I couldn’t care less. We hooked up months ago. And when we did, I made it clear to her that I was not the long-term type, and she had agreed.
Under different circumstances, I would have taken up her offer to hook up again. But now Jessica is all I can think about. Being with another woman already feels like a betrayal. Even though we are not dating yet.
Oh, I’m pussy whipped!
