Obsession. Kayla Perrin

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СКАЧАТЬ of them. And yet, the thought of being without Andrew was very hard to contemplate.

      But it was equally hard to think that I would simply accept what he’d done, forgive him and resume our life as it had been. Especially now. Would I be setting myself up for future heartache from him if I decided I wanted to save my marriage? Would he feel that if I’d forgiven him once, I would do so again…and again?

      “I’m ready for another drink,” Marnie announced, her words pulling me from my thoughts. “Want another margarita?”

      “Definitely,” I answered quickly. I’d certainly had enough already, but I didn’t want to think about Andrew anymore. Booze would help me forget.

      As Marnie glanced around in search of our waitress, I spotted the older gentleman I’d seen eyeing me before. This time, I noticed that he was with a friend.

      Both he and his friend were grinning at me now. A wink from the shorter man, and they started walking our way.

      “Warning,” I said. “Creep alert.”

      “Where?”

      “Don’t look!” I said in an urgent whisper as Marnie started to turn her head. She abruptly halted. “Two guys who have to be in their sixties. Now they’re heading this way. Shit.”

      “Just what I like,” Marnie muttered. “Old men with hard-ons.”

      “They’re definitely interested in us.” I could see them getting closer through my peripheral vision. As they reached our table, I whispered, “Showtime.”

      “Hello, ladies,” the shorter man said. He was probably five foot nine, with a medium brown complexion and a beer gut. He also seemed to have eyes only for me. “How about a dance?”

      “Sorry,” Marnie said sweetly. “We were just about to order dessert.”

      “We don’t mind waiting,” the other man said. He was darker skinned, taller, and quite handsome—but about thirty years too old for either of us. “We can show you a thing or two on the dance floor.”

      “I’m married,” I pointed out. “Sorry.”

      “Thanks for the offer, though,” Marnie said. She barely suppressed a smile as she added, “We’re flattered.”

      “All right,” the taller man conceded. “But if you change your mind…”

      “We won’t,” Marnie told him.

      The two men wandered off. Marnie made a face, then burst out laughing.

      “In their defense, they did seem nice,” I said. I’d assumed they’d be creeps because so often creeps approached me.

      “Yeah, but you know they’ve got to be back at the nursing home by nine.”

      “Marnie!”

      “I’ve got nothing against old people. Just old people who think I’m going to sleep with them. If I’m going to fuck someone, he’s going to be young, hot and able to maintain an erection.”

      “Enough, Marnie.” I shook my head. “Let’s hit the dance floor.”

      Marnie and I worked our way to the dance floor in front of the stage. I noticed our two suitors talking to two women younger than Marnie and me. At least they took rejection well.

      Marnie shook her hips to the rock ’n’ roll beat. “Ooh, he’s cute.”

      I didn’t bother looking at the guy she was referring to. Marnie’s eyes continued to bounce over the crowd. She was clearly on the prowl, but I suspected more for herself than for me.

      No sooner were we shaking our butts on the dance floor to the latest Beyoncé hit than Marnie leaned close and whispered, “Oh, over there. He’s pretty hot.”

      She pointed, and I followed the direction of her finger. I saw a guy who was probably twenty-two, with a decent build, and a very attractive face.

      Seeing me, he smiled. And revealed a mouth full of gold teeth.

      “Ew!” Marnie and I proclaimed at the same time.

      “Okay, so he’s a negative,” Marnie said. “But there’ll be someone else.”

      Halfway through the song, Marnie raised her eyebrows at me. I wondered what she was trying to tell me—until I felt someone’s hand on my arm.

      I glanced over my shoulder at the stranger, saw a teddy bear of a man with dark skin. Normally, I would have pulled away from him. Like I’d pulled away from the men in the Bahamas who’d wanted to dance with me. But this time, I didn’t pull away.

      I shook my butt against his groin, having some fun with teasing him. He grew hard in an instant, his cock now pressing against the top of my ass. Before, I would have been wary of this and backed off. But tonight, his erection turned me on, reminding me that I was a desirable woman.

      Something Andrew had forgotten.

      I got bolder, bending forward slightly while pushing my ass harder against him. He planted his hands on my hips and pulled me against his cock, and as we danced, our bodies moved like we were fucking with clothes on.

      “Sweet Jesus,” the man said.

      Giggling, I turned to face him. He was grinning at me as though I were the sexiest woman in the world. The look lifted my spirits. Yes, I was beautiful and sexy and had a hell of a lot to offer.

      We continued to dance close, but not too close this time, our hips pumping to the fast beat. At the end of the second song, I leaned forward and patted the man’s arm in a friendly gesture. “Thanks for the dance,” I said.

      “You’re gonna leave a brother hanging like that?”

      I shrugged apologetically. “I’m married.”

      “Married?” He sounded surprised. “Damn, girl.”

      “I know,” I said, a hint of self-chastising in my voice. “I guess I got carried away. But, yes, I am a married woman. Out having a little bit of fun.”

      “That’s it?” His eyebrows lifted hopefully.

      “Yes. That’s it.”

      “All right.” The man nodded his understanding. “Lucky man.”

      I turned around and saw Marnie, who was standing with two margaritas in hand. She must have gotten them while I’d been dancing.

      “Having fun?” she asked, offering me a drink.

      “Yes,” I answered honestly. I sipped the new magarita. “And I made a decision about something,” I found myself saying.

      “Oh?”

      “If I meet someone, I’m gonna go for it.”

      “Woo-hoo!” Marnie gave me a high five, and I had to quickly steady my glass so СКАЧАТЬ