The night we met.
Jake’s pov
Ok I hate nightclubs, but my best friend man Mike is getting married and I well I don’t hate the idea, I just like women, strange women, in my bed. Making money, fast cars and rainy nights. No woman has ever gotten close, nor do I want them to.
My buddy Mike is sitting down, firing back the shots of vodka while I think about what time I can spilt outta here with a woman to not make it look like I’m an asshole. It’s 1:30 am, club is closing soon, then I see her, tall and gorgeous woman, red dress, I could see me ripping that off of her and getting her into bed. Just as I about to go up to her a body checks me and I lose my focus, “will you watch where your going?” I yell over the loud music, this girl had curves, voluptuous breasts, and an a*s that won’t quit, sure I like skinny girls but bigger girls held a special place in my heart, that and they would do anything for a man.
Her red hair swayed over her shoulder, her full round face, her lips lustrous, rosy red lips, there she was. My. Next. f**k.
“I apologize,” she muttered over her shoulder, I reached for her arm, “hang on.” I called to her,
She turned almost effortless, “let me buy you a drink?” Her grayish blue eyes darted around as if to do some quick thinking, she looked into my eyes, “sure!” She said eagerly, her panties will be on my floor in a matter of minutes.
“Jake, Jake Rubix and you are?” I asked her.
“It’s not important because if it was, you would remember it tomorrow and I have a feeling you won’t.” She knew my game.
“Sweetie, you are in a place where people don’t remember names in the morning.” I smirked, she may be smart but she isn’t, they all think that.
“You haven’t bought my drink, so I am going, good bye Jake Rubix,” she turned to leave,
“See you around.” She flicked her hair back and blue balled me, there was red dress chatting up some guy, so I paid my tab and Mike’s tab and was about to head out.
“Hold up” I called out after the woman with curves.
She turned and looked at me. “I’m the best man at my buddy’s wedding tomorrow and he’s inside right now, obviously I don’t date, but if you stay with me tonight can you come with me to the wedding tomorrow?” She paused.
“A wedding?” I nodded. “You want me to crash your best friends wedding?” She was hesitant.
I nodded again, I wanted her in my bed.
“Like me, that’s a fat chance.” She started walking was about to get into an Uber.
“Wait, just” she paused. I had time. Don’t f**k this Rubix my subconscious mocked me.
“Just spend the night with me. Don’t have to have s*x with me, just cuddle? Please? The wedding starts at noon I can take you to breakfast at Joe Forty’s.” She held the door, my chest heaving up and down. “Please?” I asked. Mike was ok he had another best man in there to get him awake. I needed my curvy goddess.
She looked at me and a slow smile played on her lips. She took out her phone and then I heard. “You seriously canceling the ride?” She got back on the curb and slammed the door.
She turned to the driver and said “yeah, relax you will find a better catch than me” she waved him off and there was this goddess right there.
Step one, get the girl.
Step two, take her to my place.
Step three f**k her brains out
Step four buy her breakfast
Step five
Leave.
Step six repeat with new girl.
Step one check.