Phil's POV
You know that feeling you get when you've been really busy at work or school for days on end and you finally get a chance to rest and feel like your brain is so tense it's going to explode?
I felt that times 20 except I hadn't even had that hard of a week. I had one hard night and managed to feel that way. I understood why so many people were on medication when I felt that way.
I chose not to medicate with actual medication though. Alcohol always did the trick for me.
I had been in New York for well over 3 months but hadn't managed to actually go out as in go out to a bar or anything. Dan and I went to restaurants and stuffed our faces quite often and of course we would usually get a beer but other than that we hadn't explored much of anywhere that offered brain detensifying beverages.
On top of that, I felt so horrible for leaving Brighton at the coffee shop. I mean, honestly. What kind of asshole leaves a girl like that in the middle of what had to be one of the most perfect first date-ish sort of things I had ever been on? Of course I had good reason but still.
I was about 10 shades of jealous when Dan text me to tell me he hung out with her after I left. Not because I was worried about her and Dan or anything. But because he got to spend time with her and I wanted to be spending time with her. It was torture just waiting for Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Now I was going to have to wait through the rest of Saturday and Sunday to see her on Monday.
I could have asked her to hang out or taken her out that night or the next night but I didn't want to seem obsessive or anything.
I have a bit of a paranoia issue sometimes.
Plus, it had been a very long time since I was in that position.
Everything just felt so different with her. I had never felt that way before. She made everything seem so much better. It was hard to really find words to explain it and it was also incredibly confusing because I hadn't known her for that long. But no one can really control how they feel, can they?
Back to the thing about going out for beverages, I hadn't done that and Dan was driving me absolutely crazy screaming at his video games way louder than usual so I made the decision that we were going to go get drunk.
I think he was throwing all of his feelings about what happened between him and Sydney at the tv and I didn't want him to end up punching it or something.
So we found ourselves wandering down a street a few blocks down from the apartment looking for a bar which wasn't as easy as you think because my brother refused to go to one that didn't offer food as well.
I accused him of wanting to eat his feelings and I think he attempted to shoot death rays at me from his eyes.
After about 30 minutes we finally found one and of course it was packed. It was New York so it wasn't the easiest thing in the world to find a place like that that didn't have a lot of people in it so instead of waiting to be seated we went straight for the bar.
We found two spots there and sat down before Dan immediately grabbed a menu and began staring it down. I wasn't that hungry. I just wanted some alcohol.
I did the thing you usually do when you go into a restaurant and began looking all around the place. It reminded me a bit of the Joe's Crab Shack and Hooter's restaurants I used to go to with my Dad in Florida when we would visit our vacation home. There were men everywhere drinking beer and staring down the waitresses who were wearing very tiny black shorts and low cut, v-neck t-shirts that had the name of the bar written across the front.
I turned my attention back to the beer selection in front of me and instead was greeted with a girl standing in my line of vision. Her back was to me and she was reaching up to change the channel on the large tv hanging above her head so almost half of her back was showing.
It was impossible not to notice how nice of an ass she had. I mean, damn. It was a nice ass.
Then she turned around and my jaw dropped to the fucking floor.
"Brighton?" I said her name just in case I was hallucinating or something.
She looked pretty surprised but was smiling at me as she stepped closer to the counter. "Hey, I know you," she laughed and rested her elbows on the bar, leaning over it a bit. "Wow, I know this guy too," she glanced over at Dan and flicked the menu he was holding before turning her attention back to me. "What a pleasant surprise. I didn't think I'd get to see you again until Monday."
Don't look at her boobs. Don't look at her boobs.
"I didn't know you worked here," I responded as I reached out and tapped my finger against her name tag. We had talked about quite a lot but she hadn't mentioned having a second job. I immediately thought about the fact that even with her working so much she still didn't have money for things Dan and I took for granted. "We both needed a drink and it looks like we chose the perfect place."
As selfish as it sounds, I was glad she was working there just because I was getting to see her again. I was already feeling better just being able to see her and not just because I had never seen her wear so little clothing.
"Since school started back I only work here on Saturdays," she told me as she straightened her stance. "And yeah, you did. I get to show you another talent of mine," she laughed and picked up a ticket pad from the other side of the bar. "What can I get you two?"
Dan sat his menu down and looked up at her, "I want wings and chips. I mean, fries," he corrected himself, "and a margarita."
I looked over at him like he had two heads. "Are you not even going to say hello? Good God. Sydney has like destroyed you. I have to meet this girl," I laughed, rolling my eyes.
Dan rolled his eyes at me then turned his attention back to Brighton. "Hello. It's lovely to see you Brighton. How have you been since I saw you 24 hours ago?" He asked, obviously mocking me.
"Alright," she shrugged. "This is definitely the highlight of the last 24 hours," she told him, shifting her eyes over to me, grinning, before looking back at Dan. "How about you? Did our chat make you feel any better?"
"Oh, loads better," he rolled his eyes back sarcastically.
Brighton looked over at me again. "What do you want? Hurry, I only have like four minutes to show you my waitressing skills."
"Why only 4 minutes?" I asked, being the nosy guy that I am. "And I want an amaretto sour, please." I silently hoped she would have turn around to get the drinks.
What? Her ass was amazing. You don't even understand.
YES! She turned around! AND she bent over.
She hung the ticket up for the cook to see then turned back around to face us and started messing with things behind the counter. "Because I get off of work at 10," she said as she sat two glasses down on the counter in front of us and pulled out a cocktail shaker to make our drinks. "Thank God. There's only so much of that, that I can handle," she nodded to her left where a group of guys were crowded at the other end of the bar all fighting for the bartenders attention. "I definitely prefer my day job."
"Interesting," I grinned, rubbing my hands together. "Do you have any plans for when you get off work? And please tell me that you don't walk home wearing that outfit. Ever."
"No plans at all," she looked up at me and grinned then looked back down at what she was doing. "I don't even walk to work wearing it," she laughed. "Why? You don't like it?" She looked at me then turned around so that her back was to me, and bent over to grab a bottle of tequila before facing me again. I think she did that on purpose. She wasn't even working on Dan's drink yet.
I raised an eyebrow and looked at her like she was nuts. "Um, yes. I happen to like it alot," I confessed without hesitation. I was very glad that the lower half of my body was hidden under the bar. "That's why I'm glad you don't wear it while walking to or from here," I laughed.
I glanced over at Dan who looked so bored by us that he might begin drooling at any second. I actually felt pretty bad. He was obviously miserable and here Brighton and I were flirting and probably being disgusting in his opinion, right in front of him.
Brighton pushed my glass towards me then pulled a shot glass out from her side and sat it down on the counter in front of Dan. Proceeding to fill it up with tequila, she pushed it towards him before she started working on the margarita he had ordered. "Come on Mr. Darcy, stop being so anti social."
Dan looked like he always looked when he was trying not to laugh or smile as he picked up the shot glass she had sat down in front of him. "I was just trying to give you two some space," he told her before downing it.
"Mhmmm, sure," she teased him as she finished mixing his drink up. She pushed his cup towards him and then did a little bow. "There you have it, my bartending slash waitressing skills."
She glanced at the wall behind her and then looked at us again, smiling. "And I'm officially done for the night," she said then started to take her name tag off of her shirt.
"Wonderful!" I clapped my hands together and grinned at her. "I think we should all do something unless you care to stay here and get completely obliterated with my brother and I."
I didn't really care what we did as long as she was with us. Dan being there didn't bother me at all either. I quite liked watching them interact. I could tell that Dan liked her and she liked him which was odd because Dan was way, way more picky about people than I was.
"A seat I will take," she grinned and started around the bar so she could join us. "I'm not so sure about the obliterated part, though. I don't want to take advantage of anyone," she laughed and ruffled my hair before sitting down beside me. "Dan?" she leaned forward to look at him. "How are my Margarita making skills?"
"Well good," he grinned at her, giving her a thumbs up. "You didn't skimp on the tequila."
"Dan might take advantage of you since you didn't skimp on the tequila," I laughed and winked at her. I would've made a comment about me taking advantage of her instead of her taking advantage of me but with the way she reacted to my kissing her for the first time, I knew that her taking advantage of me was entirely possible.
I welcomed it.
"By the way, I really am sorry about last night," I told her, rolling my eyes at myself. "I felt like a total dick for leaving you like that. I will definitely be making up for it as soon as possible."
"You're making up for it now," she smiled and raised her hand to rub her thumb across my bottom lip. She leaned in towards me and I knew she was about to kiss me but she stopped. Apparently something behind me had caught her attention and she sat up straight. "Ms. Vicious!" She called out, waving her arm in the air.
I was incredibly confused for obvious reasons until I turned around. Sydney was walking across the room with a huge smile on her face.
Well, she was smiling until she noticed who was sitting next to me. I swear I could see the terror wash over her.
As she got closer, much slower than she had been walking before, I noticed she looked much different from the last time I saw her. She had more make-up on and her hair was very, very straight. It looked like she was going out for the night or something.
"Hey B!" she greeted her, trying not to look to her right where Dan was staring her down. "I was on the way to work and they called and said they're closed for the night because the roof was leaking really bad so I thought I'd come meet you before you left. I see you found some entertainment before I arrived though. Hey Prof- I mean, Phil," she laughed.
"Well, hello to you too, Sydney," I smiled at her. "It's nice to see you outside of campus. You look quite different."
"Oh yeah," she laughed, "I have to look like an actual girl for my job so I have more make up on than usual. You're still just as handsome off campus though." She looked at Brighton and winked after saying that.
Brighton reached out for Sydney's hand. "You should join us," she grinned at her, nonchalantly leaning her head to the side where Dan was sitting before standing. "How about we move to a booth?" she looked down at me.
I instantly looked over at Dan, who was now trying to do what Sydney was doing, ignoring the fact that she was standing two feet away from him.
"Umm. I think I'm just gonna head back to the apartment. I have a lot of-"
I knew what she was doing so I interrupted her.
"Nope," I shook my head. "I hear about you just about everyday and I've only gotten to share greetings with you in the hallway. You are staying and we are going to drink until we all tell each other inappropriate things about each other."
I saw her eyes dart from Brighton, to Dan and back to me. There were a few seconds of silence, apart from the loud as hell guys behind us, before she finally nodded and smiled. "Okay, okay. I'll stay. I need to know more about the wonderful Professor Lester anyway," she grinned.
I stood up from my seat and picked up my drink while gesturing in front of myself with my hand. "Ladies first."
"Such a gentleman," Sydney commented and looked over at Brighton with a big smile.
The two of them walked ahead of us to a booth across the room while I stayed in place because Dan was still sitting on his bum.
"Uh, yeah. Should I see myself out?" He pointed towards the door with his thumb. "Because this is probably going to be awkward if I don't."
"No way," I answered quickly. "You can't just avoid her. Obviously I am really liking Brighton. You are my brother and her best friend is Sydney. You two crossing paths outside of class is unavoidable. You might as well stay and get the bullshit out of the way tonight." I glanced over to where the girls were standing and talking to someone else who worked there. I assumed they were getting us a booth. "Plus, I'm sorry but Sydney is insanely hot tonight and I know you noticed. You can sit and stare at her for masturbation material later, yeah?"
He smirked because he was trying not to smile or laugh and finally he sighed loudly and stood up. "Fine, but if she chucks another drink at me, you're paying for my dry cleaning."
What's funny was the fact that he was just wearing a t shirt and a pair of blue jeans and not one of his button downs.
"Deal," I responded as we began walking towards them. The person they were talking to had managed to find us a booth and we all walked through the bar towards it.
When we got to the booth I quickly stepped up between her and Sydney, sat down on one of the seats of the booth and then reached out for Brighton's hand to pull her in with me as I sat down.
Yes. I was forcing Dan and Sydney to sit together.
I looked up to see both of them staring at me. Sydney's eyes were huge and she honestly looked afraid. Neither of them moved for a few seconds but then Sydney finally sat down on the seat across from Brighton and I and then scooted in so that Dan could sit next to her.
I grinned at the both of them as I grabbed Brighton's hand under the table. I swear, just holding her hand gave me the most insane butterflies.
"Can I get you guys anything?" A girl pulled my attention away from my thoughts when she approached our booth.
"A margarita, please," Sydney responded and I looked at Dan and raised my eyebrows while grinning at him. Obviously they were alike.
"Long Island Iced Tea," Brighton told the waitress while stroking her thumb against mine.
"I'll have another margarita," Dan spoke up. "Also, I ordered some wings and ch- fries at the bar.." he, very slowly, glanced over at Sydney. "Are you hungry? It's my treat."
I was shocked to see Sydney actually smile at him. "Nah. I'll just pick off of your plate to annoy the hell out of you."
"I'll be right back with your drinks and your food should be here soon," the waitress told Dan while batting her eyelashes at him and flipping her hair over her shoulder like she was in a shampoo commercial.
"Was that a peace offering in the form of food?" Sydney asked Dan and I looked over at Brighton to see that she was watching them just like I was. It was like a television show in real life.
I also took the opportunity to lean in and press my lips against the corner of her mouth. "I missed you," I whispered in her ear before pulling away and taking a sip of my drink.
I saw Brighton shiver from the corner of my eye after I whispered in her ear and she looked up at me and responded with a smile. I felt her grip on my hand loosen and she smoothed it over my knuckles and let it rest on my upper thigh.
"Actually, yes," he responded to Sydney, laughing as he nodded. "I'm guessing, if you're anything like me, it worked."
Suddenly I was finding it sort of hard to focus on the conversation because all I could think about was Brighton's hand on my thigh. I picked up my drink and took a very big sip of it.
"It would work completely if you pay for my drinks tonight," she grinned at him and tilted her head to the side in an attempt to look innocent. "Please, Professor Howell?" she asked in what sounded like the most pornographic voice I'd ever heard in person. Part of me expected Dan to spontaneously combust right in front of us.
While that was going on, I scooted a bit closer to Brighton which made our sides press against one another before doing the same as her and placing my hand on her thigh which was bare and smooth. The thoughts going through my head were so not PG-13.
"It's the very least I can do since you wasted an entire venti coffee on soaking the shirt I sold my dignity for," I faintly heard Dan respond.
Brighton's hand moved up a little further and she leaned in towards me to whisper, "I missed you too, by the way," and lingering there while squeezing my thigh.
I gave her thigh a little squeeze and started rubbing my thumb over her skin. "Good to know," I whispered, glancing over at her. She happened to be looking over at me at the time so I took the opportunity to steal a quick kiss.
"I really wanted that coffee too," Sydney sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. "You look so different," she tilted her head as she studied him. "I like this you more."
"I'm still me," he smirked. "Just in less hideous clothing... You look different too, by the way," his eyes trailed down and back up again. "It would be a lie to say I don't like it."
"Thank you," she replied sounding honestly shocked by his compliment.
The waitress returned and sat down the drinks and also brought Dan's food.
"Can we just open a tab and keep the drinks coming?" I asked her and she nodded with a smile. "Of course. Another amaretto sour for you?"
"Yes, please," I answered noticing how she could barely keep her gaze on me because she was staring at Dan.
"Is your order okay? I could get you some extra wings," she told him, putting her hand down on the table and leaning close to him, practically placing her tits in front of his head like a buffet.
I glanced over at Sydney to see her looking at the girl like she was insane.
Meanwhile, I very, very slowly slid my hand further up Brighton's thigh. Had I not had a bit of alcohol in my system I probably wouldn't have been that bold but it was impossible to resist.
Dan cleared his throat and leaned away from the boobs that were in his face. "No, actually. I've got enough breasts, oh, I mean, wings, in my face at the moment."
Oh, Dan and his subtle ways of being a smartass.
I could feel Brighton's body shake as she laughed to herself at his comment, her hand inching up my thigh. She glanced up at me and smirked. I knew she could feel the bulge in my pants and she didn't stop there. She picked her drink up off of the table and wrapped her lips around the straw to take a sip while wrapping her hand around my bulge without looking away.
That made me take in a sharp breath but I covered it up by clearing my throat. I slid my hand further up her thigh until my fingertips were met with her warmth. I instantly hated the material keeping me from actually touching her. I wondered if she was wet.
I was going to lose my mind during that night. I was sure of it.
I pressed my fingertips against her warmth and felt her body tense up along with her grip on my shaft tightening so I knew that I'd managed to find her clit.
Jackpot.
"My tits are bigger than hers," Sydney commented before bringing her drink to her lips after the girl walked away. It almost seemed like she was a bit jealous of her which would've been ridiculous.
Dan's next move wasn't subtle at all. He literally looked down at Sydney's chest and stared at it for a few seconds before looking up at her. I don't think that he thought he was going to get caught but he had.
He cleared his throat and picked up a chip and shoved it into his mouth, chewing it up before speaking. "You really should consider taking up anatomy," he smirked at her, his eyes lingering from hers, down to her chest and back again. "I'm sure you're as good at exploring it as you are talking about it."
This focusing on what they were saying shit was almost as hard as my dick. Brighton's hand was tightened around it and moving up and down it through my pants.
"Listen, Howell. I am a pervert. I like to talk about tits, ass, cock, balls, pussy, etcetera. Get over it," Sydney shot back at him before flashing a smile.
I was busy attempting to keep myself from cumming all over the inside of my pants.
I pressed my fingertips harder against her center and began moving them in a circle. I could not believe we were doing that. How had we gone from just kissing in the coffee shop to feeling each other up under the table. Not that I was complaining. It was good to know that she was thinking the same sort of things about me that I was thinking of her.
"How about we make a game out of it? Hmmm?" he tilted his head at her. "Every time any of us says something even slightly sexual or rude, we have to take a drink?"
Good fucking thing none of us are mind readers. Brighton and I would have had alcohol poisoning by now.
"I'm up for that game," Brighton told them before she leaned in towards me again so that her lips against my earlobe. It probably looked like she was kissing my jaw to them. "I'm wet," she whispered against my ear then leaned away and finished her drink.
I happened to be taking a sip of my drink and literally got choked on it. "Sorry," I managed to say as I attempted to get my shit together. Hearing her say that made me want to drag her out of that place and find the nearest spot to fuck her.
"Are you trying to kill me so you won't have to deal with the fact that you've met your match?" Sydney asked Dan.
He started laughing. "I have far too much fun with you to try and kill you," Dan told her, turning to the side so he could face her. "I just thought it would be an interesting thing to do... If you aren't up for it, that's fine," he said, eyeing her challengingly.
The waitress returned again with fresh drinks and sat them down on the table, making sure to poke her chest out and stick her boobs in Dan's face in the process. "I forgot one of the margaritas," she laughed. "I'll bring another," she said, talking to Sydney before flipping her hair and trotting away.
Dan pushed the one the waitress had left him over to Sydney. "Well?" he pressed, an eyebrow raised at her.
"I told you the other day that I don't really drink so I am warning you now that you're going to see a whole other side of me," she told him before picking up the drink and taking a sip.
The waitress returned and I'm sure everyone noticed the look of annoyance that was on her face when she noticed Dan had passed his margarita to Sydney.
Sydney definitely noticed it because of what she did next. She scooted a bit closer to Dan and reached over to slid her hand across his chest until it was rubbing over his shoulder and she straightened the top of his shirt out. "I love how tight this shirt is on you, baby. You should wear this more often."
Dan very quickly picked up on what she was doing and he smiled at her as his hand slid over hers and pulled it off of his shoulder. "Thanks, love," he responded, bringing her hand to his lips and brushing them against her knuckles without looking away from her.
They were pretending and I knew it but it looked very real. It looked right. I glanced over at Brighton to see that she was grinning from ear to ear but I wasn't sure if that had to do with the fact that we were witnessing Dan and Sydney being all cute or whatever or the fact that I was rubbing her pussy. It was probably a combination of the two.
I shifted around in my seat because her thumb just happened to rub over the head of my dick and I just knew if I stood up there'd probably be a fucking wet spot from precum all over my pants.
I leaned in and pressed my lips against her earlobe. "You're going to make me ruin my pants," I whispered before kissing that spot again.
Almost all of her new drink was gone. I wasn't sure if she was drinking to the game or trying to drink away her sexual frustration. She crossed her legs over my hand and I could feel her thighs tighten around it and they stayed that way as I moved my fingers against the fabric of her shorts. We were sitting very close, so close now, that she didn't have to lean or move a lot to kiss me. She kissed the spot below my ear before kissing my earlobe. "You're going to make me cum," she informed me sounding almost breathless as she tightened her grip against my shaft again.
I stopped my fingers immediately and moved my hand back onto her thigh, rubbing it softly. I glanced over at Dan and Sydney to see them talking and laughing about what they'd just done to the waitress so they weren't paying attention to us.
"The first time I make you cum will not be in the middle of a bar," I whispered back to her before kissing her lips. "I want to be able to really touch you and hear you scream."
"What are you two talking about over there?" Sydney asked, obviously noticing how close we were sitting and that I was whispering to her.
"Oh, we were just discussing how good you two look together," I blurted out and I'm not sure why. Probably to pull the attention away from us since Brighton's hand was still on my dick and because it was true, they did look good together.
"Yeah, it's kind of turning me on," Brighton stated. I don't think she'd really thought about it before it came flying out. She looked over at me and smiled and moved her hand back to my thigh and much further down from where it had been before she leaned in a gave me a kiss.
"Saucy," Dan looked from Brighton to Sydney and back again. "Drink up," he nodded towards Brighton's glass.
She picked it up off of the table and took a drink of it. "I can be just as perverted as Sydney," she smirked.
Just as perverted?
She was worse!
"I think you're worse sometimes," Sydney laughed before taking a sip of her drink as well. "Okay, so. I want to take this evening as an opportunity to get to know you two," she informed us, grinning as she looked between us. "What made you two decide to move to New York to work instead of teaching in England?"
Dan looked from Sydney and over at me, raising a brow before turning his attention back to her. "That was all me," he informed her. "I wanted a change of scenery but I didn't want to move back to the north. That was the only place I could find a job opening for a new grad. So I started looking for jobs in America and I got lucky enough to find an opening at Columbia.. I didn't want to come alone, though, so I talked Phil into joining me and he was able to find a job teaching there too."
"It was fate," Brighton grinned at Sydney.
"Definitely," Sydney grinned back at her. "That must be nice though. To have someone who would pick up and move away with you like that. I didn't have any siblings."
I found myself becoming more curious about Sydney. She seemed very mysterious and the sadness in her eyes when she said that told me that she didn't have the best family life.
"I consider myself to be a very lucky man to have a brother like Dan," I responded as I held my drink up and gestured towards him with it before taking a drink. "I couldn't be happier here," I said while turning to look at Brighton.
It was true that I barely knew her but it was also true that she made me happy. That was just something I couldn't deny at all.
"You said you were from Atlanta, right?" Dan asked her before taking a swig of his margarita. "Why did you come to New York? Just for school, or?"
"Yeah, that's where I'm from," she nodded. "I came to New York because-" she shrugged, "I guess it was just like a dream to live here. I wanted to go to college but I didn't have the money so I found this job working as a secretary and started saving up. Then the economy fucked that job up so I found my new job and finally got enough money for my first semester. So, here I am."
"So, you lived here before you ended up living with Brighton?" I asked. "I figured you had just moved here."
"No," she shook her head and cleared her throat, looking uncomfortable. "I couldn't afford my apartment anymore and I got desperate. I looked on craigslist and found the most sane sounding ad I could. I knew as soon as I talked to B on the phone that everything would be okay and it has been. She's only molested me in my sleep a couple of times so far," she laughed.
"You liked it and you know it," Brighton responded through her laughter.
"Wait, wait," Dan held his hand up, he too laughing at what Sydney had said. "You two met on Craigslist? Seriously? That's mental."
"It's actually not that mental when the other option is being homeless," Brighton sniggered. "Not everyone on that website is out to lock someone up in a basement... And even if they are, we don't have one, so we're good."
"She did make me lick her pussy before she allowed me to be her roommate though," Sydney told us with a completely serious look on her face. "She said if I couldn't make her cum then I couldn't stay."
I looked over at Brighton with an eyebrow raised. "Do you play on both teams, beautiful?" I laughed. "Oh, and also, I think we all have to take a drink after that." I picked up my drink and took a long sip.
"What she fails to mention is me having to eat a box of nerds out of her butthole," Brighton said before finishing off what was left in her glass. "She wouldn't sign the lease until I did it."
Margarita spewed out of Dan's mouth because he started laughing then proceeded to get choked on the bit of drink he had been trying to swallow. "Jesus Christ," he coughed-laughed while smacking his chest. "I have no words for either of you two."
Sydney held her hand up for Brighton to give her a high five and they laughed as Brighton did it. You could tell that they were very close despite having not spent a whole lot of time together.
I looked over at Brighton and pushed a piece of hair away from her eyes, still laughing at what she had said. "I think that I'm seeing a whole other side of you this evening. I like it."
"Lady on the street but a freak in the sheets," Sydney commented before taking a sip of her drink.
"Snap your fingers in a Z formation," Dan pulled his ridiculous fucking duck face and started snapping his fingers.
"I have a feeling she's right about that," I replied, winking at Brighton.
She looked up at me and grinned. I could tell by the ways her eyes looked that she had a very nice alcohol induced buzz going on. "Me too."
Dan tossed a chip at me and it hit me on the cheek. "What?" he looked at me then looked over at Sydney like he had no idea what had just happened. "Where the fuck are our drinks at?" he blurted out.
The waitress just happened to step up beside our table as that came flying out of his mouth and she started plopping them down on the table like she was butthurt over the show Dan and Sydney had put on for her.
"Dan sucked cool whip off of my nipples last night," Sydney blurted out which made me crack up laughing. The waitress looked horrified and didn't say a word as she gathered our empty glasses and then turned to walk off.
"I think you ruined that girl's dreams of getting with Dan tonight," I laughed.
She rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her drink and then said. "Good."
"This is our first night hanging out as a group and I'm already wondering if we should be allowed in public together," I said as I put my arm around Brighton's shoulders and pulled her even closer to me.
"Probably not," Dan laughed, looking from me to Sydney. "I get a feeling that we're a combination of personalities that shouldn't be allowed anywhere."
"I think you and I are a combination of personalities that shouldn't be allowed in a classroom together. Everyone in that class probably thinks I am batshit crazy now. I will definitely be sitting in the back of the room Monday," Sydney said as she ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.
"Fuck what they think," I shrugged. "What they think doesn't matter at all. You're an awesome person. You just had a bad day and attacked your teacher with a hot beverage. You know, normal stuff," I laughed.
"Please don't ever attack me with a hot beverage," I told Brighton as I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers and then kissed the tip of her nose. The alcohol was making me care less and less about what we were doing in public.
She reached up and grabbed the side of my face and leaned in against me, her lips meeting mine before she started kissing me deeply. Apparently the alcohol was doing the same thing for her. She pulled away slightly and looked at me. "I told you I would try to take advantage of you," she smirked, pecked my lips again, then finally let her hand fall from my face and pulled away completely.
"Wow. I would say you need to drink for doing that but I'm not sure if that's a good idea or not," Dan laughed. "Also," he looked over at Sydney, "if you sit in the back of my class, how are we supposed to go back and forth with each other?"
That kiss was enough to make me want to ask her to leave that bar right then. I honestly thought about doing it for a few seconds but I didn't want to be an asshole to Dan and Sydney who I thought still probably needed to have someone with them to keep them feeling entirely comfortable.
I did have another idea though. I leaned in again, my lips brushing over Brighton's ear. "Stay with me tonight," I whispered as I brought my hand up and grazed the back of my fingers over her cheek then down the side of her neck and over her collar bones.
"Don't you think you should focus on teaching more than going back and forth with me?" Sydney asked Dan, grinning at him. It was obvious that the alcohol was starting to hit her as well. "Maybe that should be reserved for outside the classroom."
"Are you saying you want to see me outside of the classroom, Ms. Knight?" Dan responded. I didn't have to look to know that he was smirking.
I was pretty focused on Brighton who looked like she was really torn on what to do. "You have no idea how tempting that is. But I'm definitely drunk and as badly as I want to take advantage of you, I also actually really like you and would like to keep whatever respect you have left for me after what I've been doing to you all night."
She had a point and she made me laugh by saying it. I also was thrilled over the fact that she actually said she liked me. "I'm not asking so I can get in your pants. I really like you too and I just want to spend more time with you. We don't have to have sex. I'll sleep on the couch. Okay, no I won't but I won't try to have sex with you. I just want to be able to lay with you and hold you and wake up with you."
Shut the hell up, Phil. I sounded so obsessive and weird and drunk.
"I think that's exactly what I'm saying," Sydney responded to Dan. "And I can't believe I said it," she laughed.
Apparently my rambling worked even though I was scared of sounding crazy because 30 minutes and a cab ride later, the 4 of us were stumbling into mine and Dan's flat.
"Whoa now!" Sydney said as she looked around. "Y'all are livin' pimp pimp fabulous up in here."
"Two British boys who play video games and teach college classes are living pimp pimp fabulous," I said as I locked the door behind us. "That is not something you hear everyday."
"I'm afraid to touch anything," Brighton laughed and walked towards the window in the lounge and looked out of it. "Wow, you have a great view of the city. Most of our windows face another buildings."
"Touch and break anything you want. Except for that red bean bag and the game systems. Everything else was here when we moved in so I can't be bothered to care what happens to it," Dan told them as he walked around the lounge to where his phone charger was and plugged his phone into it.
"Touch whatever you want. I don't care," I told Brighton before kissing the top of her head as I walked by her to go into the kitchen and get us all some bottles of water.
The next thing I heard was the sound of feet moving quickly across the floor and looked over to see Sydney getting comfortable on the red bean bag. She was lying on her back and wiggling her ass around. "Oooo so comfy," she said loudly as she burrowed into it.
"Do you want some water, love?" I asked Brighton as I walked back over to her holding a bottle out for her to take. I hoped that she believed me when I told her in the bar that I wouldn't try to have sex with her. That really wasn't my intention. I just couldn't stand the thought of the night ending so quickly. I felt like all of my time with her was so limited and I finally had a chance to make it last longer.
She was zoned out, watching Dan and Sydney. "You are the biggest smartass I've ever met in my life," Dan told her as he plopped down on top of her and started wiggling his bum on her lap. "Ooooo sooo comfy," he mimicked her, burrowing himself against her while dangling a bottle of water over her head for her to take from him.
"Sorry," Brighton looked back up at me. "They're like a sitcom and we don't have cable so I had to watch," she laughed and took the bottle from me. "Oh, water. I just realized that I really need to pee," she blurted out, laughing again. "Where might your loo be?"
"Down the hall, first door on the left," I replied after taking a sip of water.
"I gotta pee too!" Sydney said while attempting to crawl out from under Dan. She finally managed to wiggle away from him and stumbled until she got to her feet and followed behind Brighton, slapping her ass repeatedly as they walked down the hall together.
Dan was leaning back in his bean bag watching Sydney until he could no longer see her. He shifted his vision and it landed on me and he shot me a devious grin. "Do you think you could talk Brighton into eating another box of Nerds out of Sydney's bum? I wouldn't mind seeing it right about now."
I nearly spewed my water everywhere because I started laughing. "That's bloody disgusting, Dan. I hope you don't really want to see that."
"Not that act, just Sydney's ass," Dan rolled his eyes, but was laughing the entire time. "Although, I wouldn't mind seeing them molest each other, no bum action included."
I sat down on the couch and kicked my shoes off. "I must admit I wouldn't mind seeing that either but I'd much rather be the one molesting Brighton. Though, that won't be happening tonight so don't think that's why I asked them to stay over. I mean, if you want to do that with Sydney then go for it but I'm just letting you know where me and Brighton stand on it before you come up with 200 jokes about me fucking her."
"I actually haven't thought of any. I've been too busy thinking up ones about them fucking each other," he smirked. "I'm surprised Sydney stayed, to be honest. She seemed a bit hesitant at first."
"Dan, are you blind?" I asked, leaning forward and speaking in a lower voice. "She is so into you. She likes you. I mean she likes you like Brighton and I like each other. But I'm pretty sure she's scared shitless of that so she was hesitant. I was being a creepy person and watching you two at the bar," I admitted, glancing towards the hallway to make sure they weren't coming yet. "And I'm pretty sure you're liking her too."
"That's mental. We hardly know-" he stopped what he was saying. He knew he couldn't lead with that excuse because Brighton and I hardly knew each other and he knew that we were very into each other already. "It's a different situation," he offered instead. "I'm her bloody teacher. I realize that it's not illegal, but it's still-" he sighed and rolled his eyes. "Would you be so willing to admit your attraction so easily if you were in my position with Brighton?"
"Yeah, I would," I admitted. "You and I are so picky. We don't ever meet girls who make us feel the way I know Brighton makes me feel. I would never let the rules that come along with a job mess with that. You can get a job anywhere but you can't just find a girl who captivates you like that so easily."
Drunk rambling. I'm good at it.
"Your armpits smell amazing!" We heard Sydney yell from the bathroom and I facepalmed myself.
Dan started laughing and he leaned back again, looking down the hallway. "Yeah, you have a point," he replied without looking at me.
There was a pause of silence before we heard their footsteps coming back our way and Dan sat just as they emerged into the lounge.
Brighton picked up the bottle of water I had gotten her and collapsed onto the empty spot beside me and didn't hesitate to rest her head against my shoulder as she kicked her shoes off. She looked up at me and smiled and raised her hand to brush my hair away from the eye it was covering. "I had a really good time with you tonight."
"I had an amazing time with you tonight," I replied as I leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "Thanks for hanging out with me and my emo brother."
I turned to look over at him just as Sydney was making herself comfortable on his lap which shocked me. Apparently I looked shocked because she laughed. "He stole my damn seat!"
"I'm not saying anything," I grinned at her as I wrapped an arm around Brighton's shoulders and pulled her closer to me. I loved how when we sat together like that it seemed like she just molded right against my side. It felt like the most natural thing in the world.
"It's actually my seat, so I didn't steal anything," Dan told Sydney while jabbing his fingers into her sides, tickling her ribs. I loved how Dan sometimes had the mentality of a bloody five year old. It was so entertaining.
Brighton was giggling as she twisted the cap off of her water bottle. "Are you really going to stand for that kind of treatment, Syd?" She edged her on before taking a sip of her water.
"Nope!" Sydney answered before managing to twist herself around so that she was straddling Dan's lap. In seconds she had grabbed his hands and was holding them behind his back. "Ha! That's what you get for poking me, butthead."
"Butthead," I started laughing and shook my head. "Oh! Oh! Go for the neck. He HATES it when people touch his neck."
"Whose bloody side are you on!" Dan whined, trying his best to get out of her grasp, but he was failing. "Do you take steroids or something? Bloody hell, I can't even move right now."
"I work out a lot," she laughed and then leaned in and bit the side of his neck.
"No! I meant touch it. Now you're just gonna make his dick hard," I laughed.
"It's already hard!" Dan informed us, continuing to flail beneath Sydney.
"Damn, Sydney! You've only been on his lap for a few minutes. That's impressive!" Brighton laughed.
"It was hard before she got on my lap, fyi."
Sydney suddenly stopped and let go of him before shifting her hips forward and then gasping. She got a really surprised look on her face and laughed. "Professor Howell! You are packing heat, sir."
"Wow. This just turned into the beginning of a porn," I said, looking down at Brighton.
"Use porn logic, Syd. Pour your water on his lap so you'll have to suck his dick," Brighton cackled.
Out of nowhere Dan's laughter stopped and he put his hands on Sydney's face and leaned in towards her. A few heartbeats later he was kissing her. And I mean, kissing her. Like full blow, deep, passionate kissing, where his hands were sliding into her hair and he was leaning her backwards, kissing her.
My mouth fell open in complete shock. I honestly didn't expect him to do that. Well, I did but not right then and in front of us.
"Maybe we should leave those two alone," I whispered to Brighton while still watching the two of them. Sydney was definitely kissing him back and it didn't look like it was going to end anytime soon.
I stood up from the couch and held my hand out for Brighton before pulling her up and leading her down the hallway to my room. Once we were inside I started laughing.
"Holy. Shit. I cannot believe that just happened," I said as I walked towards my closet to find something for Brighton to wear.
"I know!" she whispered back to me, clapping her hands together like she was excited. "I knew he was into her, but I didn't think he'd act on it! And she was kissing him back! Ah! This has been the most insane night ever," she told me as she walked around my room then paused in front of my dresser, which had a mirror hanging on the wall above it. "Oh God, I wish someone would have told me that I look like a drunk raccoon," she laughed and started wiping her eyes.
"You look gorgeous," I told her as I walked out of my closet with a t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants. "Here are some clothes for you to sleep in. Sleeping in jeans is not fun." I sat them down on top of the dresser and stood behind her, wrapping my arms around her from behind and resting my chin on her shoulder. "Is it crazy for me to say that I don't think I've ever met a woman as amazing as you?"
She looked at my reflection in the mirror and smiled at me before she turned around to face me. "As long as it's not crazy for me to say that I've never met a man as amazing as you," she responded, reaching out for my hand. "It's so odd but I feel so connected with you already. I hope that's not weird for you to hear.. I'm just being honest. That's another odd part about it," she sighed and shook her head but was still grinning. "I feel like I can be open with you about anything. Like, I feel like saying all of this to you doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, but that could just be the long island iced tea making me feel more confident," she laughed.
"It makes me feel the complete opposite of uncomfortable," I told her as I took her hand in mine and pulled her closer to me. "Hearing that you feel the way I do makes me beyond happy. Everything about you makes me happy." I brought my hands up to her face and kissed her lips, giving her a real kiss which I hadn't been able to do much of all night. "Thank you for staying with me tonight. I can be good. I promise."
"I wasn't really worried about you behaving yourself," she informed me. "I was worried about me. I feel like a mosquito and you're like this huge bright blue light.. Only you don't electrocute me.." she shifted her eyes around before laughing. "Anyways, the point is, I'm drawn to you like that and it's hard to resist something so alluring," she reached behind herself and grabbed the clothes I had sat down for her. "Thanks for inviting me to stay," she kissed my cheek before she walked by me and into my closet, closing the door behind her.
I couldn't believe that she was actually staying with me. It was crazy to know that I would get to wake up with her the next day and not be wishing that it was Monday, Wednesday, or Friday so I could see her in my office.
While she was in the closet changing, I changed out of my clothes and into a pair of pajamas and a t-shirt as well before pulling back the covers on the bed and sitting down. I had a tv in my room so I turned it on and began flipping through the channels to see if there was anything decent to watch.
I was also wondering what might be going on in the living room since we had left Dan and Sydney alone.
"Are you in there stealing my shirts or something?" I called out to Brighton, joking with her.
"No," I heard her laughter followed by the sound of the door opening and she had her hands full of what I knew to be my socks. "I was admiring your massive sock collection. None of these match!" she laughed, holding them out and looking at them and then at me before turning around to put them back.
She walked out of the closet again, grabbed her bottle of water and then did one of those sideways shoulder front flips little kids do, onto my bed. She was sitting up and looking down at me, grinning. "I'm exhausted, but I don't want to lay down because I know I'll fall asleep. I'm not ready for the night to be over."
"Wearing matching socks is unlucky. I never do it," I told her, admiring how cute she looked wearing my clothes and also doing a flip on my bed. "Well, we don't have to lay down. We can sit up and watch a movie," I told her, pointing towards the tv with my remote. "I have netflix if you want to choose something."
She looked over her shoulder at the tv then back at me before crawling over to sit next to me. "You can choose. I know I won't pay attention," she grinned at me as she lifted my arm up and molded herself against my side. Letting her head rest on my chest, she pulled my arm around her and sighed, nuzzling against me.
I flipped through some movies on Netflix while rubbing her side and finally chose Zack and Miri make a Porno. "Seems like a good choice," I told her as I leaned down to kiss the top of her head.
When she didn't respond after a few seconds, I tilted my head so that I could see her face and I saw that her eyes were closed and I could feel her chest rising and falling slowly under my arm. She had already fallen asleep.
Of course I had to be a creeper and stare at her. What I adored so much about her was who she was and how she made me feel but what was also amazing was how gorgeous she was. I could not believe that such a gorgeous woman, inside and out, was lying there with me and actually wanted me.