Page 3 of Running from Drac

I nod as he leans in and kisses me lightly on my lips.

My eyes widen, and I jerk back like a frightened girl experiencing a boy’s lips for the first time.

“Back in a tick.”

The second his back is turned, I’m wiping his kiss away, or maybe it’s the saliva that’s suddenly appeared at the corners of my mouth as I watch his ass shimmy all the way to the bathroom.

He even struts like an Adonis.

He briefly looks over his shoulder and grins before disappearing behind the bathroom door.

What the hell did I just do?

I know we had sex… you just know when you have sex with someone. My body is practically screaming for him to come back to bed, which means he must’ve been amazing. But can I remember doing the forbidden samba with the sexy Australian? Of course not.

Was I even good?

Was he good?

God, what was I thinking?

Well, I wasn’t thinking! I was drunk as hell. So drunk I can’t remember shit.

Maybe that’s the excuse I’ll use when I tell Eddie what happened. It’s the one he used on me, after all. Or better yet, I’ll tell him the dude slipped something in my drink. That’s the only explanation I have for not remembering anything about the guy. I had to be drugged!

Though I’m not sure why I am freaking out so much. If I was drugged, it was by a really hot Australian guy that pretty much blows any fantasy man I could ever dream of out of the water.

At least I picked someone hot to cheat on Eddie with. At least there’s that.

God, I’m a horrible person.

Once I hear the water turn on, it’s time to flee. All my clothing is scattered across the floor, along with an odd-looking black thong that I know isn’t mine. A sea of used condoms is sitting on the floor around the bed.

Gross! Did we really go that many rounds last night?Yuck!What if they aren’t all mine?What if this guy had other women in his room before me and I just didn’t notice his collection of semen slingers littering the ground?

A small amount of bile develops in my throat, and I have to choke it down, trying not to picture all the women who have probably been in his bed.

Throwing on what I can, I swiftly grab my purse, making sure I don’t leave any trace of me behind before racing for the door, shutting it carefully behind me so he doesn’t hear me leave.

I know I’m doing the walk of shame right now, but I need to get back to Poppy and Pippa, and figure out how to ask for forgiveness when I committed the ultimate betrayal.

Maybe Eddie will understand?

Maybe he won’t break up with me the second I come clean.

Once in the lobby, I find myself in the Excalibur Hotel, a full block and a half away from the actual hotel I have a room at.

How did I end up here?

The concierge smiles at me as I walk past his desk, addressing my dress that’s slightly askew with a knowing raised eyebrow. “Thank you for joining us at the Excalibur. Have a pleasant day.”

I frown, keeping my head focused on the ground.No witnesses.Shouldering past some guests, I race out of the hotel, practically knocking down a sign that’s just outside the door. I briefly read it as I stand it back up.

Australian Male Dance Revue. Nightly Showings.

Purchase tickets at the box office.

Momentary flashes of sexy, sweaty men dancing on a stage filled with smoke and overhead lighting take over my brain, but I’m too distraught to really focus on it.