"Uh, yeah, probably." Nick said, running his hand through his hair- a nervous habit of his he'd been doing since they'd left the VIP room.
AJ unlocked the BWM and slid into the driver's seat. "You know why I keep going back now."
"Yeah, I can see why you like that place."
~~~~~
"I hate the way that stuff smells!" Kirsten complained as Brandie brushed the bleach through random spots of her short black hair.
Brandie ignored her, trying to imagine where the blue she'd be putting on the bleached strands would look best, and kept singing along with the cd player. "Hey bartender hit me with a double, I'm looking for trouble tonight... don't trust me tonight... I just want your company, I just want you to come for me, just come with me.. Who gives a fuck, take it to the bedroom, take it to the streets, take it like a man... playa what? Girl chose me, playa what! Take me there.. take me with you.. I can't be alone tonight.. I can't trust myself tonight.." ("Bartender", hed PE)
"Okay, stop singing.. please..save it for the club" Kirsten said, knowing Brandie wouldn't stop unless there was something else to talk about she asked, "What was the other night about... with Nick at the club? I thought you said you weren't doing that anymore."
Brandie walked slowly around Kirsten, investigating her work. "Okay, we have to leave that on for an hour." She sat down at the table across from Kirsten, "What? I just did a few body shots off him..."
"I wasn't talking about that... I know we don't do that very often. I was talking about you giving him your number and telling him to call you when he wants to fuck. You said you weren't going to do that anymore." Kirsten said, a serious look on her face.
"He was the first one in a long time! I'm getting more... selective... but I can't just.. quit." Brandie answered, getting up and going to the cabinet, pulling out a bottle of rum, and poured herself a glass, adding a splash of Coke.
"Why not?"
Brandie shook her head as she sat back down, letting Kirsten know she wasn't going to get an answer. She sipped her drink and said, "I hope he calls."
Kirsten gave an exasperated sigh, "Like you need another guy calling you."
"I can always use a new toy." Brandie replied.
"You don't need anymore "toys" or guys or anything! You need to get a grip, Brandie. I realize how important your reputation as "Sex Goddess" is to you... but fucking random guys is just STUPID!" Kirsten shouted.
Brandie rolled her eyes and got up. "Rinse your hair in 45 minutes." she said as she left the room.
Kirsten slid down in her chair, wondering how many times they were going to have to have that conversation before Brandie paid any attention to it. It'd started in college, continued after they'd graduated in the "real world" and despite Kristen's many concerns... it still didn't mean anything to her.
~~~~
"What are you doing tonight?" Nick asked, pacing around AJ's kitchen.
"Going out with Amanda." AJ answered, watching Nick walk back and forth along the counter.
"Tomorrow night?"
"Out to dinner with my mom. Why?"
"Oh, um.. I was.. just wondering..." Nick didn't want to tell him, he barely wanted to admit it to himself that over the past two weeks since they'd been to the Club- he didn't think there was a single minute that had passed that Brandie hadn't crossed his mind.
"And why were you wondering? You had to have something in mind." AJ said, and then smiled in a knowing sort of way. "You want to go back to the club, don't you?"
Nick could feel himself blushing, "I.. uh.. just if you were going to go.. I'd probably go with you."
"Probably, huh?" AJ laughed. "Is it the club you want to go to... or Brandie you want to see?"
Nick tried to brush it off as nonchalantly as possible, giving AJ the same line he'd been trying to convince himself with all the times he found himself thinking about her. "Man, she's not my type."
"And what exactly is your 'type'?" AJ asked.
"Not her."
"You want to call her don't you?"
Nick looked at AJ for a second, hating the way he knew him so well. "Yeah."
"Then why haven't you?"
Nick shrugged, then said, "I can't stop thinking about her... like the way she looked at me, and the way she touched me... but man, I don't wanna be, like, her booty-call boy. I can't see doing that- just calling her up because I want sex... seems like there should be more to it than that."
"What's the problem with being a booty-call?" AJ asked. "It's all the fun and none of the hassle. And her.. that's just the way she works... you should be flattered though.. I'd bet most guys would give their dicks to get with her."
"So I'm not most guys."
"But you will admit that you want to get with her?"
"I'd like to... get to know her. That I will admit to." Nick said, even though his thoughts of her had been almost purely sexual, although more than once he'd wondered what else she was about- he was sure sex wasn't all there was to her.
AJ laughed, "Get to know her in a 'between the sheets' sort of way."
~~~~~
Brandie watched over the crowd of people - bodies gyrating on the dance floor- from her perch in the DJ's booth. The dj, Daniel, had gotten a phone call, and asked Brandie to take over while he got the call. She loved to watch the crowd everynight at the club, seeing all these people enjoying this little empire of dancing and drink she'd created.
She'd unconsciously been keeping her eyes on the door, for at least the past week, wanting to see Nick, or at least AJ , so she could ask about Nick, walk through them. She'd been sure he'd call.. they always did- what normal guy would turn down the opportunity to have no-strings-attached sex? She couldn't figure out why she hadn't heard from Nick or seen him. Kirsten had suggested, while Brandie had been adding the blue dye to the bleached streaks of her hair-after Kirsten had apologized for getting on Brandie's case again, that perhaps Brandie had come on a little too strong for Nick- he seemed kind of shy. The concept was nearly unthinkable to Brandie- there was no such thing as coming on too strong... at least when sex was involved.
Daniel returned to the dj booth, grumpily explaining that the "emergency" phone call had been his girlfriend wanting to remind him to bring home Midol and M & M's because she had cramps and a craving for chocolate.
Brandie laughed and gave Daniel a hug, and then squealed, seeing exactly the person she'd been waiting for coming through the doors. She pulled a record out of the collection and told Daniel to put it on when the song that was playing was over, and jumped out of the booth, making her way through the crowd.
Nick was looking around- trying to see if he could spot Brandie or Kirsten anywhere. He saw Kirsten behind the bar, but Brandie was nowhere in sight. He couldn't believe he'd actually come here, especially alone. AJ had told him to go, park next to the black Escalade- it was Brandie's- just go on in and find her.
He jumped when he felt his butt being pinched and hands sliding around his waist from behind. He tried to turn around to look to see who it was, but instantly recognized the voice saying, "About time you came back."
Brandie took a little nip at the back of his neck and then walked around in front of him. "Glad you're here."
Nick smiled, unable to hide the fact that he really did want to see her. "So am I."
Brandie gave him a sexy grin, and grabbed his hands as the song she'd selected began playing. "Dance with me."
Nick couldn't help but oblige as he watched Brandie come closer to him, her whole body touching his, and he could feel her moving, her hips grinding ever-so-slightly against his. He swallowed hard as her hands wound back around him, slipping into his back pockets, keeping their bodies pressed tightly together. He could hear her singing along with the song that was playing, and became increasingly sure it was intended as a hint when she looked up at him, and made eye contact, practically hypnotizing him, making it impossible for him to look away from her.
"Boy, don't you hesitate, I won't keep waiting for you to come and let me take you to my fantasy room. You're gonna like it there and all the things that I do. I'll treat you right all through the night.. we can do anything... I'll take you all the places you wanna be. I'll be your fantasy, everything you want you will find in me.. if you play my game. I wanna make you holler, and hear you scream my name. Imagine us together... you will give in to me... We can go all night long, doing things you thought you would never do..." ("Holler", Spice Girls)
Brandie kept Nick totally under her spell with the movements of her body against his and the coy looks she'd give him until last call. As the rest of the crowd emptied out into the streets, Brandie asked Nick to stay while she got ready to go home, hoping that he'd want to go with her.
Nick waited until she came out from behind the bar before answering her. He knew how far her invitation extended, and while there was no way he could deny that he desperately wanted to take her up on the offer- his body had been screaming at him through every dance to take her somewhere and fuck her senseless- but he didn't want it to be like that. "Um, I have to get up early tomorrow... we, uh, have a meeting... but I'll see you soon.. I promise." he said, mentally kicking himself in the ass for passing up the opportunity.
Brandie gave him her sexiest pout, and sauntered over to him. "Alright.. you better not make me wait this long again." she said, standing on tiptoe and slipping her hand around the back of his neck, leaning towards him to give him a sensuous kiss.
When she broke the kiss, Nick watched her leaving, his head spinning from the kiss and the sway in her hips as she walked away. He shook his head and headed for the door, knowing he wasn't going to be able to resist her much longer, and completely sure that he didn't want to.