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I reach behind me and fish my phone out of my jeans. “Why don’t you put your number in my phone and I’ll text you the details.”
I offer up my cell and she promptly plucks it out of my grasp and keys in her digits, then hands it back over.
“Nice meeting you, Kai,” she says with one last award-winning smile. “Maybe I’ll see you later.”
And then she backs out of my personal space and strides behind me toward the exit.
Glancing down at my phone, I look at the number that she entered into my contacts.
With the name Trouble above it.
Yeah.
She’s gonna be.
MOLLY
I don’t do this.
I don’t sit with strangers at a bar for a hundred dollars that I don’t take, just to talk and take my mind off current events that affect my whole life.
Furthermore, I don’t go to a wedding with a plethora of more strangers with someone that I’ve only known for not even a week.
But that didn’t stop the way I said yes to Kai at the bar. The way I suggested going because what was I going to lose? I’d already been fired from my job that day because my boss got pissed that I wouldn’t write about the latest mascara brand and how to pull off the perfect ponytail.
I was over the beauty and fashion columns that Jonathan wanted me to write. The multitude of conversations we’d had about it were so many that I couldn’t count that high, and he was snubbing out my creativity to write something more.
While Classy AF is the latest blog and women’s magazine in California, I wished for more. It was a great-paying job, but I put in four years at that place while my retorts and complaints about writing the same things fell on deaf ears.
So, I took a chance.
A chance that cost me my job but, I’d find another one. Jonathan obviously didn’t care about how I was feeling because Jennifer had only been working there a year when she began to write pieces on injustice, sexism and racism. It all came down to who could flirt better and that wasn’t something I was going to do.
Jonathan was a tool, someone who adored attention from his women employees and I wasn’t one who was going to hand him that while keeping my pride intact, so I wrote my piece.
He fired me.
End of story.
However, that chapter of my life isn’t even a strong thought right now as Kai arrives to pick me up in his fitted black suit with his hair moussed and his beard perfectly trimmed.
The man is hot as hell.
Absolutely not the type I’ve dated in the past, but that isn’t what this is. I needed something different to do, something to change up my norm because I had a feeling I was going to be doing a lot of that. And so I jumped at this chance just like I did my article for Classy AF.
And boy, am I glad I did.
His shoulders fill out his suit jacket and he appears like your typical bad boy that’ll break your heart into pieces before you even know you’re falling for him.
Everything about him is black.
His hair, the stubble along his edged jawline—everything but his sky-blue eyes, that have already fallen down the length of me.
I went classic tonight. A black dress that drops to the floor with a high slit that comes up to my upper left thigh. The straps on my dress are resting over my shoulders and the material is a sheer satin to keep it lightweight and me from sweating too much.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he muses as his gaze falls to the slit of my dress that exposes some of my thigh. “I’m almost tempted to tell you to put something else on, but this isn’t something that’s easily going to be forgotten.”
I smile, I can’t help it.
