Chapter 7

"There she is!" Megan nearly screamed.

"It's about damned time!" Kim yelled when Paige reached their table. "We were about to send someone after you. Where the hell have you been?"

Paige glanced at them, averting her eyes quickly before saying, "Let's go." She grabbed her purse, hooking the strap on her arm without looking at any of them.

She wasn't about to spend another second in this place and give Simon time to come looking for her. Of course, nothing really told her that he would, but she wasn't taking any chances. She decided on the quick walk back to her friends that the best course of action was to leave the scene of the crime.

She gave one last look at the stage before walking away. She didn't wait to see if her friend's were following her.

"Go? Are you insane?" Amy yelled.

"No, I'm ready to go," Paige yelled over her shoulder before she headed for the exit.

"Okay, what the hell is up with her?" Heather asked as they exited the club.

"Not sure," Megan said.

Paige heard their mumbled questions. When they exited the club and made their way across the parking lot she could hear the confusion in their voices over what was going on, but didn't care. She fumbled with her keys, dropping them twice before she finally found the right one and started to unlock the car door.

Her hands were trembling and she was sure someone would notice soon enough. She bit her tongue to keep from blabbing to everyone what she had done.

Her alcohol buzz was completely gone and even though Courtney was designated driver, she knew giving the keys to one of the others would result in a little trip back inside the club.

"Not so fast!" Kim yelled, jerking the keys away from Paige. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing," Paige said, "Now give me the keys."

"Nuh-uh, not until you tell us why we had to leave the most gorgeous and bare-ass naked men I've seen in ages behind and it better be good."

"I just… I don't feel good," Paige lied, trying to grab the keys.

Kim looked at Paige, her eyes traveling over her from head to toe before she smiled slightly. "Where have you been?"

"What do you mean? I went to the bathroom."

"You were in the bathroom for the last thirty minutes?" Kim asked, grinning.

"Yes!" Paige said, loudly. "I told you—"

"Yeah, yeah… you didn't feel good," Kim said, smiling.

Paige sighed heavily, watching Kim smile back at her before she finally handed over the keys. She didn't trust the look on her face or the fact she gave the keys back willingly. She ignored her thoughts before shaking her head and reaching for the lock, putting the key in. She got into the car quickly; ignoring the looks everyone gave her.

Once everyone was seated, Paige glanced over at Megan who sat beside her. Her friend never said a word and she gave her a small smile. Starting the car, she pulled out of the parking space and headed home.

"Hey Paige," Kim said leaning forward in the seat. Paige saw her look over her shoulder, grinning at the others before she turned her head back to her. "Did anything… happen while you were in the bathroom?"

"Happen? What do you mean?" Paige asked quickly, glancing over at Kim. The girl was practically hanging over the seat.

"I mean, did you see Simon while you were back there?"

"No!" Paige said loudly, wondering for a brief second if they could smell the scent of sex she knew still lingered on her skin.

Kim glanced over her shoulder again before turning back to her. "Oh, well that's too bad ‘cause man I would have loved to have had a taste of him. All that sweet, hot flesh just begging to be fucked."

Paige glared at Kim in the rear-view mirror. She was surprised that the small comment caused a second's worth of jealously to flare in her. The thoughts of Kim having the wild ride she herself had just taken caused her temper to flare. She shrugged it off before looking back at the road.

"Yeah well, I'm sure he gets plenty of offers," Paige said a little more hatefully than she had intended. The thought of being one of those offers left a bad taste in her mouth all of a sudden.

"Oh, I bet he does," Kim told her. "I bet a guy as hot as he is gets fucked every night of the week by one of the bimbos hanging out in there."

"You don't know that," Paige said defensively, hoping she were right, but doubting it. She knew there was no way anyone as hot as Simon didn't get propositioned several times a night, no matter how much she wanted to deny it. She was just another nameless girl that probably made his nights a little less lonely.

Hell, someone was probably taking her place this very minute.

"Oh I know," Kim said, smiling, "But man, can you imagine? I bet he's a great lay. What do you think?"

Paige sighed lightly, shrugging her shoulder. She kept her eyes straight ahead. "I wouldn't know," she lied.

"Sure you wouldn't," Kim said, her smile widening.

Paige glanced in the rear-view mirror, seeing Kim sit back in her seat before she relaxed and turned the corner, heading back to her apartment. Her mind replayed the events of the evening and she had to forcefully restrain the smile trying to creep up on her face.

She felt a little bad for having sex with a stranger, something she had never done before, but another part of her wanted to shout to the world that she'd just had the most mind-blowing sex of her life.

"Hey Paige," Kim said, once again leaning over the seat.

Paige almost growled, her thoughts of the ultra-sexy Simon disrupted before glancing over at Kim. She waited for her to speak before saying, "What?"

"I was just wondering."

"About…" Paige said when Kim stopped talking.

"Well, I was just wondering… is this a new fashion statement, or do you always wear your dresses inside out."

Paige glanced down, looking at herself when Kim tugged at the strap around her neck and everyone in the car burst out laughing. Stopping at the corner Paige took a good, long look at herself. Sure enough, her dress was inside out. The seams shining up at her like a big flashing sign. She bit her lip, holding back the smile tugging at her lips and felt her face flame red-hot.

"You are so going to spill, you little slut!" Kim yelled, laughing hard as Paige turned to face her.

Paige fought the smile, looking into the faces of her friends before their laughter died down to nothing.

"Well, come on girl, don't leave us hanging," Kim said, grinning. "You so totally fucked him didn't you?"

Paige stared at her, remembering what being with Simon felt like and her body automatically responded, sending a tingling wave through her body as her mind flashed back the visions of them in the mirror. She looked back over at Kim and couldn't hold the smile at bay any longer. "Best fucking ride of my life."

All six girls burst into laughter.

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Simon opened the door to his dressing room, stepping in quickly before shutting the door behind him. His once-happy mood vanished instantly, pulled away when he realized Paige was gone.

He sighed before leaning against the door, looking around the nearly bare room and shaking his head. He knew it was too good to be true. He would almost believe he imagined it all but his eyes caught on the one slip of evidence she left behind.

A tiny, self-satisfied smile curved his lips as he looked down at his feet.

Bending over, Simon reached out; grabbing the small scrap of her silk panties off of the floor before he slowly walked to his dressing table and sat down. He stared at them, running the silk through his fingers and smiled.

Looking up into the mirror, he stared at his reflection. His smile widened as his mind slowly replayed the events of the last hour. He could still taste her in his mouth, smell her perfume lingering on his skin and hear the soft cries of his name whispered from her lips.

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