The most embarrassing night of my life occurred last night. That girl was me. You remember the woman who was excessively drunk while celebrating her 30th birthday with her two best friends, both of whom are now happily married? And the more I drank, the more I wanted to celebrate by acting irrationally. I'm referring to the attractive and seductive man in a suit who is standing close to the bar when I say irresponsible. Tall, dark, and attractive-you know the sort. Although I was certain that he was out of my league, I had exactly the right amount of drink to make such things irrelevant. Although I'm not overweight, you can tell that I enjoy french fries, so there's that. He drove me home, where I had the sexiest birthday ever. Well, until it abruptly came to a screaming halt. Nothing compares to being stopped in the middle of a ride by a small voice saying, "What are you doing to my dad?" Just murder me now, I told myself. It turns out that my new landlord is the man I bullied at the rodeo.
Clara
I want to hook up tonight.
Bella distributed a round of tequila shots while Nita giggled.
I threw back the shot, twisted my mouth shut, and pushed out my tongue in an effort to hold back a cough. I groaned as I uttered, "It's so bad," my throat stinging from the alcohol.
Nita pushed a lime slice into my mouth and said, "Here."
I had pretty much established that I wasn't any better at downing tequila shots today than I had been in college after our second (or was it third?) round of them. I was resolved to recover some of my youth with my two best friends before I officially turned thirty at midnight, even though I knew that I was probably too old to do tequila shots.
Bella handed me a Corona this time, wishing me a "happy birthday, Clara."
We clinked bottles, and Nita grinned, "Cheers to being thirty."
I took a hefty swig and said, "Thirty and homeless."
Shaking her head, Nita. "You're not a stranger. You simply do not possess a place to dwell.
Because of Bella's unwavering positivity, Bella and I laughed.
A few weeks ago, my flatmate sat me down and informed me that I was being evicted since she had recently gotten engaged. I started to feel sick as I remembered our talk. Evidently, she and her new fiancé didn't want me to constantly be the third wheel. Even though it was understandable, I was still disappointed to have to leave my rent-controlled apartment, which was close to my favorite coffee shop and frozen yogurt business. You are aware of the saying. Location. Location. Location.
"How's the hunt going?" Do you want a lime wedge in your beer?" Bella inquired.
I took a sip and continued, "I put a deposit down on a flat this week." I only need to make sure the landlord isn't a psychopath by going to look at it tomorrow.
I'd located the flat via an online advertisement. It was promising; it was roomy, well-lit, and had a cute nook where I might set up an office. Since I worked from home and had a successful weekly gossip column, having a relaxing spot to write was a crucial component of my living area.
Nita threw her arm across my shoulders and said, "Enough adult stuff." We are here to rejoice.
After one more beer, I'll be legally drunk, Bella said as she scanned the establishment. Which means that we need to locate you a guy right away before the beer haze sets in.
In college, Nita, Bella, and I shared a room. When we were twenty-four, Nita, a serial monogamist, married, and the previous year, Bella married her longtime partner. They have attempted to hook me up with essentially every available male within a fifty-mile radius ever since they said, "I do."
As long as the guy wasn't anticipating a serious altercation, I didn't mind the setups. I preferred the way things were, and I lived by the adage, "Don't mess with a good thing." In addition, I wasn't exactly eager to be married after witnessing my sister go through a very acrimonious divorce with the man who was meant to be the love of her life.
I scantily scanned the bar. There were many guys around, but none of them excited me. I had to track down someone who shared my objectives. Fun, informal sex Without conditions.
I was about to give up when I spotted him.
My heart made a small leap of excitement as my breath stuck in my throat. He was drinking a beer while casually leaning on the bar. He appeared to be in his late 30s, and believe me when I say he was the complete thing. Stunning grin, short, dark hair, and height He appeared to have just left the office because of the flawless tailoring of his suit. I had a sneaking suspicion he'd look even better without the suit because I was a huge sucker for a man in a great suit based on the way it fit.
When he chuckled, his flawless jawline and cheekbones-which belonged on a GQ cover model-came into view. I swallowed, feeling a chill run up and down my spine as I visualized him encircling me with those strong biceps.
The sexiest man I'd ever seen looked like he belonged on the front of a magazine more than he belonged sipping a Heineken in a pub named Becky's. I bit my lip, unable to control the thought that I would climb up on top of him and ride his bike for my birthday. "Hello, Clara."
Bella waved her hand in my direction. I had been so enamored with Mister Perfect that I had forgotten about my friends.
I chuckled and pushed my head in his direction, saying, "Sorry." "I believe I have found my Mr. tonight. But don't continue to stare at it.
Nita and Bella were craning their heads to catch a glimpse of him before I could finish that phrase. I smacked my palm against my forehead in my brain, hoping he wouldn't see they were staring directly at him.
Turning around, Bella muttered, "Oh, he's hot." And he just has this thing about him."
She was accurate. He exuded an aura and a raw sexual allure that virtually flowed between us.
Nita continued, "If that object is a big bulge in his trousers, then definitely.
I saw Bella nod. He is pretty tall, I guess. Things might be proportional, in my opinion.
Nita smiled. "I think he just smiled at us."
I quickly sneaked a glimpse. He was undoubtedly glancing our way. Shit. Is he too good for me?"
Bella said, "You're gorgeous," with sincerity. He would be fortunate to date you.
I gave him a head shake. Never date. just birthday sex. Not a Mister Forever, but a Mister Tonight is what I'm looking for.
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