HIM
I feel awful that I hurt Troy; he's so sweet and such a gentleman. I never had that spark with him as I do with Luke.Barrett and Luke are talking about classic cars when I return. I finish my third glass of wine when Barrett and Mandy excuse themselves for the evening and say their goodbyes to everyone before leaving. Others begin to vacate and those still wanting to stay out gather around Ris, Luke, and I.
It's quarter to eleven. Luke has his arm wrapped around me, and he is swaying a little. I've only seen him have three beers and a glass of wine with his meal. I'm sure he's not quite buzzing yet, well not even close to the way I am.
"Let's go to Site 1A then Lucid," Ris shouts.
She loves to party, dance, and get her to drink on. She's a total party animal, and I can tell she is a little buzzed. I ask Luke what he wants to do, and he says that he doesn't care. I told him I don't either, so we decide to go with Ris and the others. I will be leaving Milwaukee soon, Ris and I may not see each other for a few months, so it's a good idea to accompany her wild ass.
Chapter Sixty-One
We arrive at the Lucid Light Lounge, instead of going to Site 1A first. Lucid happens to be one of the hottest night clubs in Milwaukee. It has been known to have national celebrities make an appearance to enjoy the crazy nightlife. Ris's intern is here with her friends for a Bachelorette party, and they have a VIP Suite. The line is super long to get in, but Ris knows the bouncer at the door so, we won't have to wait.
The rest of our group piles out of an Uber and joins us at the door. Altogether, we have about six people from Facade, well four who work there, and Luke and another Designer's boyfriend. The look on Luke's face seems like he's not too excited to go inside, but I'm ready to dance from how buzzed I am right now.
Ris is her usual party animal self with her short, tight dress and loud, obnoxious voice. We finally get the go-ahead to enter the club. I feel kind of bad that we cut in from of all these people. I'm sure some have been waiting for an hour or so to get in. We all follow Ris upstairs to the VIP section, through the crowd of sweaty drunk people dancing their hearts out.
There are nine VIP sections, and Ris's intern has one of the larger sized ones. As we reach the VIP suite, I notice a very familiar face, it's Brady, and he's macking on her intern. Of course, he's here; he has a thing for interns at Facade. He went after Ris the first time when she was one. If I wasn't already buzzed, I'd tell Luke that I want to leave. Maybe it is a bad idea to be here since Brady is here, but I cannot let him ruin everything for me.
Ris's intern introduces us to her friends and vice versa. We order a round of shots and a few bottles of booze for the suite. Luke and I sit down on the bench; the lighting in our suite is going crazy to the music.
Our shots arrive; we all grab one and make a toast to the girl getting married and my promotion. Brady glares at me then walks off with some chick. Ris takes off with a group of people to go dancing. I sit back and stare at Luke, who is chatting with the dude next to him.
I can feel the shot of straight patron kicking in. I went from a good buzz to drunk in a snap of my finger. I get super giggly when I'm drunk. Luke's never seen me this drunk, and I've never seen him drunk. I'm sure he's buzzing now too after that shot. Luke has his arm around me, and I can't stop staring at him, he's so god damn good looking. I lean in toward him and lick his face, interrupting his conversation. He smiles and grabs me, then we kiss—a passionate kiss on his end, a playful one on mine.
He runs his hand up my thigh under the slit of my dress. I curl my lip and let out a sigh in his mouth. He rubs his hand over my panties, and I instantly become aroused. I want him to fuck me right now and hard. I wish we were back at my apartment, but right now, any place will do—even a swanky nightclub. I grab him through his pants and push myself against him as I massage his tongue aggressively with mine. I'm losing control.
"Settle down, Turtle, we're in public," he whispers in my ear.
"So—," I whisper back at him.
My co-worker, Jade, breaks up my steamy make-out and grope session with Luke to ask if I'd escort her to the ladies' room. I adjust myself, give Luke another kiss, then leave him with her boyfriend, who he seems to get along with quite well. I like that the VIP section has its own restroom, and it's close to our suite—I don't have to stumble too far.
I close the stall behind me, not wanting to break the seal but hover over the toilet and pee anyways. I can hear moans and groans coming from the stall next to me. Drunk and nosey, I grab my hair in one hand and bend down, looking under the stall. Not to my surprise, I see a pair of high heels facing the toilet and a pair of men's dress shoes facing the same direction behind them. There's nothing like getting fucked in the VIP bathroom at a nightclub. That should be Luke and me right now, I tell myself. I giggle and walk out from the stall over to the sinks.
"I think there are people having sex in