As I contemplated sitting down at one of the vacant chairs, the first of the men to reach us was a middle-eastern man with fully-thickened eyebrows, green eyes, and a freshly-tailored suit. The second man was a ginger who had freckles sprawled across every inch of his face and on all the visible parts of his body. His hair was sleeked back, revealing eyes that were the most captivating shade of blue. He wore jeans and a simple dress shirt. 

Appearing last was the mysterious man that had peaked my interest. 

He wore form-fitting slacks that stopped right above his ankle cuffs. His lanky arms were covered by a long-sleeve cashmere sweater, but I could still make out the generous muscle tone peaking through the fine material. A gold, polished Rolex rested on his left wrist, while an embroidered bracelet adorned his right. His black eyes honed in on our location, as he mindlessly ran a hand through his dark-coated hair, disfiguring it in an effortlessly attractive kind of way.

"Hey Kendall." Patricia purred once again, once he reached the table.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Ahmad." The green-eyed friend spoke first.

"Hi, I'm Sean." The second friend.

"Kendall." The last one spoke, before embracing Patricia in a short hug. Finally, he turned his attention towards Coco and I.

"Sasha, if I'm not mistaken?" Kendall questioned in that deep and raspy voice that I was beginning to take a liking to. 

"Yes, that's correct. Nice to see you again." I returned the simple gesture, as he tipped his head in greeting.

"I'm Coco, nice to meet you boys!" Coco hollered, immediately earning the attention of Ahmad who began to converse with her. 

Taking note of the subtle rings of flirty banter being exchanged between my best friend and Ahmad, I chose to subtly remove myself from their conversation. The last thing I wanted was to intrude on whatever plan Coco was surely conjuring in her head to get the innocent man pitifully wrapped around her fingers. 

Instead, my eyes shifted on their own accord to the mirror. Perched only a few feet away from my reflection, I could spot the alluring man who stood beside Coco as she talked endlessly at him. 

I watched the way his obsidian eyes ventured from hers to meet mine in the mirror. He slowly trailed his fierce gaze across my face then down my figure, performing a thorough inspection of my attire. His sultry stare lingered on my breasts for a little too long, causing me to cautiously move my eyes to where his orbs remained glued to my chest. 

Due to the room's peculiar lighting, the material of my dress had been made transparent. In other words, my brown nipples were on full display. Matters were made worse by a particular article of clothing I had chosen not to wear. My heart began to race at the sheer thought of being so exposed to him.

He continued to burrow his gaze into my chest, seeming indifferent towards my open discomfort. I crossed my arms over the exposed area in an effort to draw his attention away. Observing the protective action, the corners of his mouth tipped upward to reveal a subtle smirk, before immediately returning to his emotionless disposition. 

"OKAY." Patricia stepped forward, blocking him from my view and interrupting whatever moment we had just shared. "Here are the seating arrangements." She directed everyone to their respective seats.

"What is this, Kindergarten?" Coco retorted, earning a soft chuckle from Ahmad. They exchanged friendly glances before sitting down in their chairs.

From the looks of the seating assignments, Patricia had placed me as far away as humanly possible from Kendall. He sat in between her and Coco on one end of the table while I was seated at the opposite end, beside Ahmad who was next to Sean. 

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