Take That x 3

We're laid out on the guests bed trying to get the energy to do something. How about one drink then a movie? or Start with a drink and some dinner, then go dance? I suggest, as C is in a close to comatose state next to me at this point shes all but drooling on the pillow. I know if we don't go out we'll be disappointed in the morning.

An hour later the debating on what to do is done, I turn the music up and we dance during getting wardrobe and makeup on. Quick shot and we're on our way ::destination still unknown:: We walk to a familiar spot, where we know friends will be, text in advance have guaranteed us a good crowd and once we're inside we find it was busy. Which is great for people watching, conveniently what we're in the mood for. We nestle in at the bar with two Organic Pomegranate Martinis, complete with Blueberry garnish ::going for the full anti-oxidant effect::

A couple moves in next to the right of us, dressed to the nines this is not their first stop. She's in love, the get a room kind, light kisses on the cheek here and there become a nibble on the ear, soon to be a suck on the neck. When they first arrive he's just as into her, but then he looks over his shoulder and gets a glance of me... The double take tells me he's looking for more than a glance. No polite smile is given from my side, normally the accidental eye contact is always greeted with a smile, but not when your with someone. One look fine, but don't have mind sex with me, while your women is dry humping your leg.

To our left are a couple of guys, commenting on how great it is to get out, 'It's been so long.' Followed by what are we getting into tonight, I don't know man I'm up for anything.

The conversation took a strange turn into how's your fiance? This only after the first couple of girls they tried to buy drinks turned them down. C and I look at each other, we're having our own conversation but are both listening to theirs, a quick laugh is exchanged. Guys can be such jerks, operative word can be not always are. I'm not a guys basher don't worry, actually quite the opposite I hate nothing more than to see a poor guy get taken advantage of ::unless he's really asking for it::

Our second round we switch it up, Tall White Russian for me, Vodka Tonic for C. After last weeks episode, light chiding was expected from the guys. We took it and gave just as bad. Out of nowhere a tap on the shoulder ::who the hell is in my personal bubble:: Instead of a pickup line, we received an invitation. Your friend, he points, wants to invite you out I'll be your driver, another point, but this time its in the direction of Excursion limo, but the the hitch. We're going to the Russia House. Oh, zing I felt that one right down my spine... 'Thanks, but we're not going to the Russia House tonight.' Laughs erupt from my friend, and he gets the evil eye from me across the room. Every ones a f*cking comedian, after a few laughs at my expense. I notice C has taken special interest in a particular Bartender, a surprising choice to me. But she takes it a step further to prove how hot she finds him,

'I would eat him up, I'd pull his pants off and say take that, take that, take that!'

The shock of the words hit me so fast I was cracking up, of course multiple people around heard her going on, including a fellow bartender. His puzzled look said he was scared yet intrigued all the same shot. Just then the 'Chosen' bartender comes to find out what the sudden laughter is all about. With a devilish need to rock the boat, I tell him C was expressing her feeling about your sexiness. With out skipping a beat he picks up a piece of Mango garnish and take the most seductive bite I've seen all night. Then C serves up her own punishment asking for a tour of his tattoos, most of which are not visible unless clothing is removed. Hot and bothered she decides she needs a break. Back to us and our plans to take over the world. Well maybe just Miami or NYC we can't quite decide where we want to go.

C takes her leave but only after making a close friend promise to walk me to my car. This place is like a second home, I could be content there alone or with fifty of my closest. I finish the night with a spicy glass of red and a chocolate croissant and smile to myself what a silly night, we could have stayed home and had the same fun, but at this moment I'm content with the choice.

The night will always be worth the tag line of the week, Take that x 3.

-n

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