Room 452

I turn and face him and dance down and then back up his body. He groans when I run my hands up his chest. He whips me back around and grinds up on my ass as he whispers in my ear. “You’re the only girl here that it’d be believable that I’d settle down with.”

My whole body freezes as I try to process what he said, but then he adds on. “Plus, I knew you’d do what I tell you to.”

I pull away fully this time. “Alright. I think this little experiment is over. Let’s just say I wasn’t any more impressed by boyfriend Sawyer as I was regular, asshole Sawyer.”

I smile at him condescendingly and then walk away to find Erin again. I find her by the bar, and she smirks at me as I approach her. She raises an eyebrow at me. “Nothing going on, huh?”

I roll my eyes. “Trust me. Absolutely nothing.” I look around the club. “C’mon, let’s not let that man waste any more of our time. Come find some guys to dance with us.”

She smiles at me. “I need another drink first. I have to get my fill while they are free.”

I laugh and agree, and we throw back another shot before taking our cocktails out to the dance floor. I grind up on Erin, and she sways down my body to the ground and back up.

It only takes moments before there are guys surrounding us.

We each move from one to the other. Too old. Too young. Looking at me way too creepy. I move my way back to Erin, and then Billy comes up to us with more drinks. “Billy! Our hero!” I can tell I’m already more drunk than I should be, but I take the shot from him anyway, and then all three of us dance for a while.

My eyes find Sawyer across the club. He’s talking with some chesty girl in a mini skirt. Ahh, back to his usual ways again. At least now I don’t have to worry about him bugging me anymore.

I dance up against Erin again, and that’s when I see him. Tall, dark, and handsome. Check. I can’t tell if he’s a local or a vacationer, but either way I know I found my guy for the night.

I give him a seductive smile as I sway my body to the beat. He knows the drill, and moments later he is up behind me getting a feel of what’s to come. I do the same as I move my body against his. I reach up behind me and run my hand up his neck and into his hair. The music consumes us, and our bodies move in perfect rhythm. I can just tell by the way we move together that it will only get better once his clothes are off. He steps back.

Wait what? Why did he step back? I whip around and see Sawyer with his hand gripping my dance partner’s arm. He whispers something in the man’s ear, and my date looks almost apologetic. He gives me a small smile and then walks away. He walks away!

It takes me a second to realize what is happening, but then I go to chase after him. I know my normal stance would be to never chase after a man, but dignified or not, I’m getting laid tonight.

I take a few steps, but Sawyer grabs my arm and pulls me back. I glare up at him. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

He snears down at me. “I told him hands off my girl.”

I open my mouth wide. “Sawyer! I’m not your fucking girl.”

He smirks at me. “Too late now. I told him you were mine, but you’re too drunk to know better. He’s not going to put his hands on you.”

“Christ! What is wrong with you? You can’t just cockblock every single guy so I have no choice but to sleep with you!” I shout through the music.

His smirk grows. “Can’t I?”

I smirk right back and decide to call his bluff. “You talk a big game you know.”

He cocks his head to the side. “I never say anything I can’t back up.”

Got him. I grab his hand and start pulling him off the dance floor. I hear him laugh behind me. “What are you doing?”

I don’t answer and pull him all the way out of the club. The night club building was attached to our hotel. I keep walking all the way to the elevator by our rooms. Sawyer smiles at me as we wait for the elevator to open. “What exactly is your plan here, Blake?”

The doors ding open, and I push his chest backwards until we are both walking into the elevator. He looks at me confused. I quickly turn and press the button for my floor. I turn back around and push Sawyer back against the wall. I reach my hand up around the back of his head and pull him down until his mouth connects with mine.

Sawyer opens his eyes wide and pushes me back immediately. I step back and smirk back at him triumphantly. I cock an eyebrow and place a hand on my hip. The elevator dings open, and I step out. Might as well use my bathroom since I’m up here. Maybe I can sneak back into the club and find my man from earlier. Sawyer follows me out as I walk toward my room. “What are you doing?” He asks.

I shrug as I pull my key out. “Freshening up since I’m already here. What are you doing?”

He laughs. “You pulled me here.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “You know why I brought you here. You were just too chicken shit to follow through.”

He opens his mouth and breathes out a laugh that turns into a smirk. “You little fucking brat.” He growls.