Ok! I can't stand the puppy dog eyes! Here's another post, specially for my Twin before she goes to work!
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A couple of hours and roughly seven large drinks each later, both Catherine and Gil were very drunk. The bar had been filling up steadily and was now completely packed. Gil had had to move to Catherine's side of the booth around a half hour ago to allow three women to sit down.
Abandoning her straw somewhere on the seat next to her, Catherine brought her glass to her lips and tilted her head right back, draining the last of the clear liquid before setting the glass back onto the table with a loud clink.
She glanced to her right and had to bite back a gasp as her eyes locked with Gil's. There was no mistaking the darker hue his blue eyes had taken on. Catherine knew that look well; she'd made a lot of money off of looks like that.
Realising he'd been caught staring Gil flushed slightly before turning his attention back to his drink, draining the last few drops of amber liquid from his glass.
Catherine smiled and leaned toward him, letting her lips come to rest mere centimetres from his ear. Gil took a deep breath; his inebriated state combined with her proximity was becoming far too tempting, and he silently berated himself for drinking so much. That had been his first mistake. It was when he inclined his head towards her in order to make out what she was saying over the din that he made his second.
His gaze shifted from the table to her chest. His position and their height difference even when seated, coupled with the low cut of her dress afforded him a generous view of her ample cleavage. His desire multiplied ten fold and he could feel movement below his belt.
Her hand on his shoulder snapped him from his reverie and he forced his head up until he was looking at her face. The glimmer in her eyes and the smirk that graced her perfect lips told him he'd been busted, causing his cheeks to flush once more. Her warm breath caressed his ear as she repeated her previous statement. He was impressed by the minimal slurring that colored her speech; she seemed very adept at acting sober when it was blatantly clear that she shouldn't be.
"Why don't we get out of here? This place has gotten too crowded." Gil nodded mutely before standing and shuffling out of the booth. He offered her his hand, which she smiled and accepted, allowing him to pull her gently to her feet and out of the booth to stand beside him.
The bar was completely rammed. There was hardly enough room to stand let alone move. Sighing, Catherine slid past Gil, brushing lightly against his chest as she did so. Keeping their hands firmly entwined she began to manoeuvre her way through the throng, dragging Gil behind her. She slowed her pace a little when she felt him lagging, bending her elbow and bringing their joined hands up to rest near her right hip.
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Ok, no more til at least two more people (besides StarbucksTink) review!!!!
Lily
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