are you planning to go somewhere nice and sunny?

*eyes glance down to the shorts and I wonder if it's even possible to wear anything under them*

smiles again

hello...and thank you, that's very kind of you to say

*smiling back as I cross the room to the bar... eyes never leaving you as I lean on the wooden top next to your seat*

hey, you look spectacular

reclaims my seat at the bar and sees the man enter the lounge, sending a friendly smile

*eyes widen as I see you in that outfit*

oh my god...

*wandering in*

returns to the lounge unable to sleep and decided to change into my outfit for the holiday

Main House
"That's what I'm saying — if he's fishing for information I need to make sure he knows I'm not Baskin' fuckin' Robins thirty-one flavors of dope got him standing by the sneeze-guard passing him nine different sampling spoons. I'm not El Chapo."

Her eyes drifted from you and back to the nothing, her fingertip fidgeting anxiously with the tab on the can.

"…if it were just a matter of volume he'd just order more coke. Maybe he's fickle, or maybe he's accounting for saturation, or covering a different userbase. My read is I don't know, so until I do I gotta guard against the worst case scenario."

Back to you. Back to your face, to what she believed was her catching you finally considering the face-down device.
That she closed the door for the fact that you were literally texting some other woman while you were in bed with her, but she wouldn't know that you saw it differently.

It's a shame Holly kept her mouth shut about it, it was almost like she knew one thing that was guaranteed to make a man apoplectic was to accuse him of mansplaining something.

The pale of her gaze sunk, as if weighsome, until her focus lost its grip on your eyes, tumbled down your cheeks, grasped with futility at your lips, and then crashed into the islandtop by your plate.

"Oh yeah? Anti-Vax Wiccan Shaman Barbie a real sweetie?"

Pool

Loop

Trousers tightening, as she whispers softly

cheeks flushed, flesh tingling, heart racing

finishes my drink and heads out into the night

drinks a little longer