“Our Lips are So Close”
It is finally New Year’s Eve and I am so excited to spend it with my best friends. Tom invited me to go with him and Sara tonight to his bosses’ house for NYE. Since Ray is working there is no point in driving down south. Any other couple I would feel like a third wheel but with them I don’t. Their PDA gets a little out of hand sometimes but I just throw something at them and they stop or at least move it to their room. The only thing I am dreading is the traditional kiss at midnight. Sara has offered Tom up for a kiss “but no tongue”. I told her that as best friends and roommates we may share a lot of things but that is not one of them but thanks anyway. It won’t be my first NYE without a kiss and not sure if it will be my last either.
Ray did send me a text earlier today that I should have a good time but not too good of a time unless he is involved. I still blush when I read those hot texts he sent me last week. I finally broke down and told Sara and I even made her gasp a few times. There was something about him that just let that naughty freak flag waving girl come out in full force. I have never done those things before and he made me feel so sexy and wanted and desired that I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to. Dang it now that is all I can think about…..sigh.
“Annie are you ready?” Sara is yelling for me to hurry up because for once she is ready before me. It is usually Tom and I waiting for her. “Coming!” I give myself one more look in the mirror. Tonight I am rocking a sleeveless silver and black sheath dress with a keyhole front to show just enough cleavage to be classy with silver heels. My curly hair is piled up like a Grecian goddess with loose curls sweeping my neck and down my back. The silver is making my hazel eyes really pop and they almost look blue tonight. Not too bad I must admit. We get into a limo that Tom has procured for the evening and there is champagne waiting for us so of course we pop it open on the way to the party. Tom proposes a toast. “Here is to a great new year and many more naughty adventures for Annie!” I start to blush and look at Sara. She has a big grin on her face. I let out a squeak and bury my face in my tiny little clutch but it doesn’t do me any good.
He laughs at me and pulls my hands away from my face. “Why are you hiding? You know Sara tells me everything and I know she tells you everything. I am not here to judge. I am just glad you finally got laid.” I am trying really hard to be mad but I can’t so I start laughing. “Ok, ok I get it but I can’t help that I am picky and besides you are not the best match maker you know.” He starts to say something but Sara pokes him in the side. “She has a point and it looks like we are here so you are saved.”
Tom’s boss lives right on the beach in a huge mansion. It is 3 stories, seems to stretch across two lots and is enclosed with a 10 foot tall wall with wrought iron gates in the front. Tonight the gates are open and there are cars lined up along the narrow road. The limo pulls right up to the door and as we get out there are 6 photographers taking our pictures. What the hell? They are all yelling for us to look at them and I have no idea who to look at. This is weird but fun. Sara and I are a bit tipsy already so we start striking different poses which elicits whistles and applause. This may end up being a fun night after all. Walking through the door is like walking into another world of the rich and famous. There is so much to look at I feel a kid in a candy store I want to touch everything!
Once we are in the main hall we are greeted by wait staff carrying trays of champagne and various finger foods except calling these pieces of edible artwork finger food is an insult to this array of beautiful foods like a trio Foie-gras, scallops and black truffle ceviche served on a scallop shell and lobster and mango salsa served on endive to name a few. Even the wait staff is beautiful. The men are dressed in white tuxedo shirts, white bolero jackets with black trim and black pants. The women are dressed in short black skirts, fancy fishnet stockings with black heels and white tuxedo tops.
The party is going full force now with DJ Dynasty spinning house music and the dance floor is crowded to full capacity and everyone is either already drunk or getting close to it. Sara and I are standing in line at one of the many bars set up on the first floor to get a drink and I feel like someone is watching me. I look to my left, just a bunch of drunk couples who don’t realize they are talking in drunk volume. You know where you think you are talking really low but in reality you are shouting so everyone within 15 feet can hear exactly what you are saying. I look to my right and at first I don’t see anyone but I still feel like I am being watched so I look up and leaning against the staircase railing on the second floor landing I find him. He actually takes my breath away. He is very well built with broad shoulders, stands 5’10” with salt and pepper hair cut very close to his head. He is staring at me very intensely and when he sees that I caught him looking at me he doesn’t even attempt to look away but gives me a smile and a small nod. I can’t help but smile back at him and give him a shy nod in return.
Sara hands me my drink and says, “Why do you look like the cat that ate the canary right now?” Damn it! I could never play poker. “Do you see that guy on the second floor landing that looks like he was carved by Michelangelo?” She looks up. “Wow. He looks very mysterious and hot and did I mention sexy?” So it isn’t just me viewing him with champagne goggles. “Yes that would be him.”
She immediately grabs my hand and start pulling me toward the stairs. I squeak and dig my heels in. “Oh please you are going to make me turn every color under the rainbow here if you present me like some prize to him. Besides what about Ray?” She stops and looks at me smiling that silly smile that says ‘oh child must I school you on everything?’ “Are you two dating now? Because if you are then I will not interfere but if you aren’t then you are free to do whatever and whomever you so choose to.” I pout at her. I hate when she is right. I sigh. “No that was never really established one way or the other. We are just friends.”
Suddenly we both start giggling and singing, “Oh baby you, you got what I need but you say he just a friend, you say he just a friend….” We fall into each other laughing and people are staring and a few even sing a few cords with us. “Ok you made your point but alas my work of art has disappeared.” Sara looks up and growls. “That’s ok he will be back you’ll see. Now let’s shake our money makers and show these people how it is done!” as she pulls me onto the dance floor.
It is getting closer to midnight and people are starting to couple up and suddenly it is too hot inside and way too crowded. I look for Sara but she is slow dancing with Tom and they look too involved in their conversation to interrupt. I walk upstairs and out into the balcony that runs the length of the second floor. There are several small groups of people out here smoking and chatting and even a few making out. I walk out to the far end and I can hear the DJ start the countdown to New Year’s. Leaning over the rail I look out over the waves crashing on the shore below me. I put my head down on my hands and sigh. So much for a kiss at midnight.
Suddenly I feel someone standing next to me. I look up and there he is. I hear the countdown, “five, four, three, two, one, HAPPY NEW YEAR!” He leans in close and I can smell him and he smells delicious. He is very close to me and I look up at him. “Happy New Year.” He answers me with a kiss. I am not expecting this and don’t immediately respond but after a few seconds I kiss him back. His lips are soft but firm and he tastes like mint. My hands are on his lower back and I can feel his muscles under his dress shirt. He puts his hands in my hair and pulls me closer to him and the kiss grows more intense before he releases me. Whoa. I am breathless. “I’m Michael by the way. I apologize for being so forward but I have wanted to kiss you all night and I just had to put my hands in your exquisite hair.”
“Hi. Wow. Umm I’m Annie. Wow.” He chuckles. “Yes you said that already.” I give my head a little shake I feel so light headed but in a good way. Up close he is even more gorgeous than I thought. He has very light blue eyes and he looks very serious but oh so sexy at the same time. I reach up and touch his cheek. Yes he is really standing here. “I don’t, I, wow.….” I am rendered speechless by that kiss. He smiles at this. “Again I apologize for being so forward but of everyone here tonight you were the only one I wanted to kiss at midnight.” Where has this man been all my life?
“Annie there you are!” Urgh, Sara has the worst timing. She runs up and gives me a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. “You go girl” she whispers in my ear. This makes me giggle. “Sara this is Michael, Michael this is my best friend and roommate Sara.” He shakes her hand. “Pleased to meet you Sara.” He turns his attention back to me. “Annie, it was such a pleasure getting to share a kiss at midnight with you. I hope to run into you again soon. You must excuse me for now I have some guests I need to attend to. I will be in touch.” And with that he walks away but not without a final look back before he disappears through the door.
Sara and I look at each other and pass the question between us without actually saying it, who was that?! She grabs my hand and we walk back into the house and find Tom so we can go home. Now my mission is to find out who Michael is. And do I tell Ray about that kiss? I will have a 3 hour drive tomorrow to figure that out.
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