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”No…” Piper found herself at a loss for words. ”No, I suppose not.”
”You think you’d wanna live that way forever?” Alex’s voice took on a huskier tone.
”Maybe not.” Piper found herself snaking her hand to her lap where Alex’s rested. She brushed her fingertips over the back of Alex’s hand, feeling her cold flesh. ”At least, not if I found something that offered me a better way of life.”
Alex’s index finger lifted, feeling Piper’s two fingers curl around it. The two held eye contact, Piper holding her bottom lip between her teeth and tilting her head to the side, watching as Alex’s tilted with her, following her gaze slowly. Piper’s phone began to vibrate again, making both women flinch.
Piper picked it up. Larry had called four times now and texted her six. She sighed and set it back down on the bar.
”Is he gonna be mad?” Alex asked innocently, taking her hand away.
”Do you like to dance?” Piper asked, changing the subject. Alex was visibly caught off guard by the question but she shrugged her shoulders in a relatively cute way, Piper thought.
”I like to if I’m at a club.” She nodded.
”What about if you’re in a pub with no dance floor and a few people watching?” Piper rose from her barstool, grabbing Alex’s hand and pulling her to the area of the bar next to the jukebox. Alex was smiling widely and looking around at the faces of the people sitting in booths around them.
”How do you…” Alex started. She placed her hands in Piper’s. ”How do you wanna dance?”
”Just follow me.” Piper set Alex’s hands on her hips, setting her own on Alex’s shoulders. Alex ducked her head low and whispered in Piper’s ear.
”I hate being watched.” She said.
”That’s where you and I differ.” Piper replied, swaying her hips slowly to the mellow music radiating from the speakers of the jukebox. She felt Alex tighten her hold on her waist, pulling the blonde into her. Alex smelled like Chanel perfume. It was so much different than blueberry coffee.
Piper slid her hands from Alex’s shoulders to the sides of her neck, feeling the warmth from her thick head of hair on the backs of her fingers. Alex was keeping up well enough with Piper as they swayed. She smiled down at her. Piper gently dug her nails into the back of Alex’s neck, looking between her eyes and her mouth. She couldn’t decide what she wanted to focus on. Piper could feel Alex’s thigh making its way between her own as they tightened their hold on each other.
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This is an interesting story…. mixture of romance, trying to make a buisness survive, competitive nature of women, being engaged to someone with life goals which may not match your own, and being in a buisness that deals with the dark side of life. And sprinkle in some illegal drug usage and shady characters. I’m ready to read some more…