Page 40 of The Guru: Shadow
“Good, how about we go down to the club now? I feel the need to shake off some things.” Not that she wanted to, but she wanted to find a nice guy to take home with her.
Downstairs, the music hit her ears like cannon blasts. Her brain vibrated in her head, something she hated.
More booze, I need more booze.
“Do you want another Cosmo or something else?” she asked Julie.
“Yeah, sounds good.”
“I think I need something stronger.”
The club was equally packed with people, and it took them quite a while to reach the bar. She ordered a Cosmo for Julie and a neat whiskey for herself. A masc-looking woman sat alone at the bar next to her, and as she waited for the drinks, she glanced over to her.
All of her was breathtaking. She had blonde hair styled in a curly mullet cut, gorgeous light makeup, strong eyebrows, and dark eyes. As their eyes met for a moment, a small smirk appeared on her thin rose lips, which made her chest flatter a bit.
Focus.
And she averted her eyes back to the bar.
You need a guy to fuck you tonight. This is about revenge.
Only something in her had other plans, and she couldn’t help but glance over at her again. She wore a suit-like vest with a loose tie, underneath only a laced bra, while she combined it with suit pants and very chic verity loafers. It was sexy beyond anything.
She had secretly admired women for years, but Chris had always told her a disgusted ‘No’ when she brought up her interest in opening their relationship. Chris, the hypocrite.
Focus!
Right now was not the moment to dive into her past, nor into the multiple layers of her sexuality. Today, she needed a guy to fuck her on camera so Deis would learn not to mess with her.
“Interesting choice,” said the masc with a slightly rasping voice as the barkeeper handed over the drinks.
The same words Deis used last night.
She did not answer. Maybe it was rude, but false hope and using women for her game was nothing she’d ever do. So instead, she reached for Julie’s glass, gulped down her whiskey, with one sip and placed her empty glass with slightly too much force on the counter.
“So, is she your protective girlfriend, or can I buy you another because you seem thirsty,” asked the masc.
The way she did it was so hot that it made her stomach tingle. Her plan had been to single out a guy and take him home, having Deiswitness he fucks her. She could not get distracted right now, but then…
Damn.
Glancing over to Julie, who stood there watching her with a grin and tilted her head, signaling to her she would be mingling, she then smirked and said, “Not my girlfriend, not protective, so I dare say you can. Macallan, please.”
“Good,” the masc said, with such a sexy undertone that it made the hair on her arms stand up. “So, you are a whiskey kind of girl?”
“Nope, gin and tonic, but needed something else tonight.”
“And why might that be?”
“Someone needs to spin far, far away,” she answered dryly, and sat down onto the barstool next to her.
She laughed.
“You know, I might be able to help you with that.”
“And what do you have in mind-?”
“Ri, as in Riley. And you are?”