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C H A P T E R 41

"Oh my gosh, he just went to the bar!!" Max whisper shouted. "Go to him."

"And do what exactly ?" I asked him, looking at him like he's insane.

"Flirt."

"Fuck."

"For the hundredth time, I'm not fucking a stranger." I said to them. Max and Bobby can be pretty annoying. This is our every day topic when the three of us are out. It's either they want me to fuck a stranger at a bar or go on an actual date. I'm doing neither. Period.

"Okay, I'm not pushing." Max raised his hands in surrender. "I'm just saying, you don't want a relationship, then why not have a one night stand ?"

"It's actually so annoying how God gives the V to the wrong people. You were born with it, but you aren't using it. Us who actually want it, don't have it. I swear if I had it.." Bobby shaked his head acting dissapointed and I chuckled rolling my eyes.

"All I'm saying is, my little sis needs to let loose. You're still young Blue, I'm not encouraging you to just sleep around. I'm encouraging you to move on and find happiness. That chapter of your life is now closed, move on from it." Max smiled holding my hand and squeezing it. I knew his intentions were genuine and he was worried about me. And I love and appreciate him for that. But I'm not just there yet.

"I know." I gave him a reasuring smile. I looked over to the bar and saw that he wasn't there. I sighed in relief as stood up to go get myself a drink. Max and Bobby were talking to each other so I decided to excuse myself.

"Hi, I'd like to get a Raspberry Martini." I said to the female bartender and she nodded.

I sat on the barstool and looked around the room waiting for my drink.

"Looking for me ?" A deep husky voice said infront of me and I snapped my eyes to him.

"And what if I was ?" I raised my eyebrow and tilted my head to the side as I asked him. He was wearing a black suit, the sleeves of the jacket rolled up, showcasing the tattoos on his forearms. He was the man Max and Bobby said has been looking at me the whole evening, which by his presence now, proves their assumptions right.

"Then I'd be flattered to know that I've captured the attention of such a pretty lady." He smiled. That smile looks oddly familiar.

"Pretty lady. You haven't even seen my face." I took my drink from the bartender after she handed it to me.

"If you say so." He chuckled. What does he mean by that ? And why is my body reacting like this towards him ?

I know I have been sexually frustrated for the past five years, but that's because I haven't met someone who made having sex worth it. But now I just met this man and all I could think about is him touching me and.. I don't know, it could be his voice, or his body or the eyes.. but all those thoughts are clearly going to my panties.

I just met the guy. He just said twenty words to me for fucks sake. I don't know.. his whole demennor just screams sex. Maybe Max was right I just need a one night stand to loosen my sexual frustration. Being celibate is depression, I didn't meet a guy who made me crave for it. But this one certainly did the job. And I don't see why I should deprive myself, it's just one night, after that we'll go our separate ways.

"What's your name ?" I asked as I sipped my drink.

"Do you really wanna know ?" His deep voice responded.

"Actually...no" I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't even wanna see your face, but we both know we want the same thing." I'll just call him dark eyes in my head, just for tonight.