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The music was loud.
Maybe too loud. It was a lucky thing that they lived in a Neighbourhood that really didn’t care. Their building was mostly inhabited by people who were less than thirty years old and most of them didn’t care about loud music. They were probably in their apartments doing something equally illegal. The last thing most of them needed was the cops in their building.
Danielle sat at the kitchen table and nibbles on a carrot. She checked her watch and sighed. There was no point telling Jude to hurry. He did everything at his own pace and no one could be vet rush him. Besides, she had only just heard the bathroom door close and between him trying to relieve himself on the toilet seat before actually stepping into the shower, there was no way in hell he would spend less than twenty minutes in the bathroom.
She frowned and hissed under her breath. “I think I need a drink” she muttered as she stood up from her high stool and started towards the small mini bar in the extreme left corner of the kitchen. As she got some American honey into her glad and started to lift it to her lips, an arm came around her waist and pulled her to him.
“What the fuck!” She gasped as the sudden jerking movement made her spill some of the drink on her chest. She tried to shrug the arm off but it was pretty firm.
“Miss me?” The voice at the nape of her neck was not Jude’s. She knew that instantly.
“Stop it! What the hell is wrong with you? You just made me spill this drink on myself!” She snapped. He released her for a moment and said.
“Awwww…. I got the drink all over you, didn’t I? Well come over here and let me take care of it.” He pulled her into his arms before she could protest and let his mouth drop to her chest where he started sipping up every drop of the drink from her body. She continued to wiggle away from him but it was pointless before she could make an escape, his mouth had found her left nipple and it was now a captive in between his teeth. She moaned in arousal as her last weak attempts to move away from him proved abortive. Seeing that she was no longer struggling, His hands held her waist down and he concentrated on the nipple as though he was going to be paid for it. Her hand involuntarily moved up into his hair and her fingers started threading their way through. His mouth moved away from the left nipple and grabbed its twin sister instead.
“Hmmm” she moaned quietly. The hand that had been holding the cup and the drink slowly lowered and found a table to drop it before going around his neck. Her back arched inwards in order to give him better access to her boobs but he was done with them. His mouth traveled through her skin, all the way up to her neck where he placed some kisses that sent shivers down her spine. Then his mouth found hers and the minute he placed the kiss on her mouth, she responded with fire. By now, she was up against a wall and his fingers were in between her thighs. Trying to get into her panties to take their escapade even further. But just then they heard the bathroom door open and they were thrown apart instantly. She pulled her upset dress back into position and he seemed to disappear into thin air. She sighed. She turned around to look in the mirror in the bar and she saw instantly that her hair and lipstick were all messed up. She adjusted both the best she could at that moment and walked away from the mirror after pouring herself another drink.
“This is messed up!” She said under her breath to nobody in particular. She bit her lower lip as she adjusted her dress and hair once again. Just then, the door right behind her opened and a man of about twenty-six years old walked out looking and smelling nice. He held a hand mirror and comb in his hands and was busy checking himself out in the mirror.
“Hey… you ready?” He asked. She looked at him with one eyebrow raised in a way that clearly showed her irritation with him.
“Obviously.” She said
“I’m not the one who spends ten years in the bathroom and another ten in the mirror!!” She snapped. He looked at her and smiled.
“You got one of your moods on today I see.” He said as he checked himself out some more.
“We are running late. We should leave now.”
“Isn’t Jennifer coming?” He asked with a slight frown.
“I don’t know. Didn’t you see her last night? You could have asked her.”
“You’re her best friend Danielle, you probably should have asked her.” Daniel gave him a look that could have frozen boiling water and walked away.
“You have her number, call her.” She called as she walked over to the minibar again. She downed the rest of the drink in her glass first before pouring herself another one.
“Don’t you think you have had enough of that? It’s barely 1 pm you know” he said. She whirled at him with eyes that told him to back off.
“I’ll have as much as I think I need.” She said coldly before downing the contents of her glass again. She stayed still for what seemed like a minute and then turned to him with a small smile.
“Do I look okay?” She asked when she turned to him again. He checked her out a little and the shrugged.
“You look beautiful but I think there’s something wrong with your makeup.” He said.
“Okay… I’ll go fix it.” She said. Suddenly more approachable and even smiling. He looked at her till she disappeared into the bedroom and shook his head. He couldn’t quite figure her out.
“What’s with the look on your face?” Jason, the guy who had just been kissing her asked as he came out his own bedroom.
“I don’t know, these girls are weird.” He said with a frown.
“I tell you, bro… I tell you” Jason responded as he walked out of the living room with a quirky smile on his face.
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