Beauty and The Blindfold

Two-Drunken Stupor

Dinner and drinks with Krew turned out to be really enjoyable. I realize he isn't the man everyone has made him out to be. He is fun and has a great sense of humor, and could make me laugh and since Rodney that's been a task for most people.

"So how do you know Jace?" He asks as he leans forward and tucks a fallen strand of hair behind my ears. When his fingers brush against my skin a tickle of desire warms my lower belly. Moving away from Krew I take another sip of my third glass of wine, I shouldn't be drinking this much but Jace said to just let go so that's what's I'm doing. "You have a little wine on your bottom lip." His thumb and pointer gently pinch my chin, then he turns my head towards him.

"I don't know what you're doing to me ma belle enchanteresse. I feel the desire to kiss you?" Letting him kiss me would be a really bad idea but I can only imagine what those lips would feel like on mine.

"Yes." His lips brushed mine, delicately. Like the wings of a butterfly, just long enough to inhale his breath and I get a taste of his imported beer. When his tongue swipes my bottom lip I pull back and glance up to see my friend smirking. I glare at him basically telling him to shut it. I don't want to admit that kiss, even if it was just peck made me feel alive again. I haven't felt that in almost three years and it felt nice.

Krew waved over our waitress, she comes over with a smile on her lovely face. "What else can I get for you tonight?" She asks with a friendly tone, but I catch her giving Krew the side-eye. I can't blame her though, the guy is sex personified.

"Do you want another glass?" Krew turns to me.

"No, I've had enough." After I answer he moves to Jace and Sam who both say no, the waitress goes to hand out our bills but Krew pushes them back in her hand and he seems kind of angry.

"These three are my friends and are not to be charged." The poor girl looks like she's about ready to cry and I feel bad for her.

"I can't let you do that, I'm more than happy to pay." Krew's dark chocolate pools flick back to me and a hint of darkness swims in around his pupils. I should be afraid but I'm getting lost in them. He takes my hand in his and once again that bolt of electricity jolts me back. I can tell he's affected as well since he his eyes are glued to mine.

"It's already done." He answers with a gruff and husky voice which goes straight to my deprived core. "I want to take you somewhere?"

"Not sure that's a good idea." He grins. "Relax Jace and Sam are coming too."

"Okay, where?" I question and Sam squeals,

"We're going dancing, baby!" Oh, this is most definitely a bad idea.

"That sounds fun but I'm going to pass." Sam frowns at me and Jace being the persistent guy he is says,

"Remember, I said I wasn't going to take no for an answer Oakland. If you don't go, Sam would be really disappointed." Rolling my eyes, I scoff,

"Jace, you know how to lay on the guilt. Fine, I'll go for a little while but then I really need to get home."

"Good girl."

A little while later we're all walking into Le Rêve Final which I was told is owned by Krew as well. The place is loud and crowded, it's so not my scene, I already feel a headache coming on and we've only been here five minutes. Someone in the crowd grabs my ass,