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how could she not notice the other women ? they’d all fawn over them , marking jac as if they were somehow their territory . ❝ isn’t that what you wanted ? ❞ head tilts , one perfectly manicured eyebrow raising up into her forehead . if they were trying to capture her attention then they had surely succeeded . tongue clicks . a chuckle slipping from her lips at the admission . her ego only increasing . ❝ well , we’re both here and i’m not stopping you . ❞ the drunk confession rolled off her tongue .  the blonde had a power of her , something she couldn’t explain , but she certainly wasn’t opposed .

witnessing the pout pull at their lips , caused a sly smirk to adorn her features . it was unexpected , including their sudden switch in demeanor . the upper-hand that the brunette had so graciously passed over . petite frame easing back against the cold brick behind her , shivers sending down her spine . she wanted to huff about her lost cigarette , but with how they handled her , she grew far too intrigued . ❝ you know i like that in a person . ❞ fingertips gliding down their sides , holding them close . ❝ i just need your kiss , your touch … ❞ head eases back momentarily , fingers lightly toying with one of their buttons . ❝ we could head somewhere else . ❞ angela suggested , though unsure how she could so easily detach herself from the other . as much as she attempted to , there was no holding back anymore . effort to conceal the temptation had all been whisked away .

those other women, although it was low of them to insist, meant nothing. all pretty faces who paid attention while the money was good and the free alcohol was expensive alcohol from someone else’s wallet. jac was one that adored to spoil.. but the lack of personality and fire sometimes got to them, bored the blonde.  but the brunette was something else.. even dispite that pettiness jac had towards her only moments ago. “maybe it is what i wanted..” they hummed, watching her. “maybe that’s the only reason i was with them..” they taunted, eyes flickering from her lips to her eyes.

thumb flicks away excess ash , though her mind isn’t preoccupied with taking another drag . tongue ghosts over her bottom lip , smirk tugging at her corners . ❝ you like the challenge . ❞ she stated , rather matter - of - factly . ❝ we both know you wouldn’t be here . you would have walked back in there to those other women . you’re here , though . ❞ head tilts . ❝ and why is that ? ❞ maybe the brunette already knew . call it intuition or common sense . a part of her wanted to hear them say it . stroke her ego a bit more . it was all too amusing and she enjoyed every second . 

they made it all so tempting not to give in . cave in to something so wrong , that she knew would feel so right . leaning into their touch , she felt as though she could just melt right there . infatuation was something angela didn’t feel often . the brunette kept telling herself that it was the liquor that had gotten to her head , accompanied by the other knowing all the right words . ❝ it’s possible . ❞ never a full admission . fingers tightening their grip slightly on the fabric , pulling them in slowly . lips brushing against theirs . heart rate only increasing . ❝ but you’ll have to work for it . ❞ easing only inches away to take another drag of her cigarette . she’d never let them get what they wanted so easily . this was her regaining the power back . giving them a little taste of what could be , leaving them wanting more . all a strategy . 

listening to her, that smugness, jac bared her a sly smirk, eyebrow tilted upward somewhat.  “i do..” they insisted, licking their lips, mimicking her movements as their icy eyes lingered on such soft, warm lips of the other. “you noticed the other girls..” jac pointed out. why is that? jac repeated those words in their head for a moment before throwing the brunette a somewhat defeated grin. “because you’re interesting..” they muttered. “you’re wearing yourself like nobody can have you..” jac pointed out, watching her. “but it’s only making me want you more..”

eyes faded from view , a sly smirk tugging at her lips . right leg crosses over the other , desperate to feel some warmth in the crisp fall air . perfectly manicured fingertips moved to adjust her dress , ignoring the other’s comment entirely . ❝ because you won’t tell . ❞ as simple as that . they wouldn’t , it was something she’d make damn sure of . a low hum elicited from the other’s words . bold . no one in their industry had tried her quite like this . admittedly , she wouldn’t let them . what made the other so damn special , she had failed to figure out . make a move . the words replayed in her head , like they were a tune . the brunette was far too full of herself to reveal her eagerness to comply . 

smooth inhale , nicotine singeing the back of her throat . a bittersweet feeling . cocoa hues lingered once more over the visible stains . the disheveled hair , tight clothing , how they seemed to be the one taunting her now . it all left a taste in her mouth that was all too sour . refusing to come to the conclusion that she indeed wanted to be the one to leave them looking unkempt . ❝ are you sure it isn’t you that wants to make the move so badly ? ❞ tongue clicks , head tilts . fixating her gaze on their icy blues . free hand moves upward , adjusting their lipstick stained collar . their close proximity all too tempting . plush lips hovering only inches away from theirs . ❝ trying to show off ? ❞

jac gave the slightest drunken shrug. “and what makes you think that?” they asked, watching her as she adjusted her dress.. or was gorgeous, and it hugged each curve so perfectly... some almost flawless polar opposite to the crisp shirt, and tight suit pants jac wore. “who says i wouldn’t like seeing you gone?’ the blonde mused. the brunette had such a cool aura about her.. such a confident streak. where as women and men before in her job would’ve just darted away from the blonde, angela was all too keen on challenging them. and jac low key adored the challenge. especially from her.

head whips upon hearing a familiar voice . glossed tiers daring to curl upwards , paying no mind as the woman who had accompanied her scurried away . the other seemed to have a way with words , unlike most . intimidating demeanor keeping most at an arms length . ❝ i don’t think i have to worry about that . ❞ angela stood her ground firmly , surprising with the amount of expensive liquor she’d consumed . it’d be a miracle if she could ever enjoy one lousy night without some sort of minor inconvenience . a soft chuckle filled the air , finding amusement in the words she spoke . no threat could knock her off the pedestal she’d built for herself . ❝ eyebrows raised upward towards her hairline . a faux concerned expression , settling on her features . almost taunting the other . ❝ i think i’d like to find out . ❞ this wasn’t a test to see if they’d show what they’re capable of . the brunette knew all too well , yet there wasn’t a care in the world . 

slender fingers reached for the pack of cigarettes , invading the blonde’s territory . never one to care much about personal space , other than her own . angela took no time sliding out a smoke for herself , placing the poison between plush lips . cocoa hues meeting jac’s gaze , waiting for her to light the smoke that occupied her lips . maybe it was her drunken haze , but she found this woman truly fascinating . the way she carried herself , the effortlessly cool demeanor . they were an obvious pain in her ass , but if they were anyone else their interaction would have ended moments ago . was it jealousy that fueled her disdain ? certainly , the brunette wouldn’t like to think so . chocolate orbs faltered , taking note of their lipstick stained collar . angela shifted herself , lazily holding herself up against the wall behind them .  ❝ are we done here ? ❞

i don’t think i have to worry about that. jac hummed to themselves with the briefest chuckle. “and why not? you don’t seem like the type to jump on the boss’ dick to avoid being told off..” the australian mused.. maybe it was their.. more subtle way of insisting that she gave jac all kinds of sapphic vibes. or maybe... that’s just what they were hoping.  they’d definitely noticed she wasn’t like the other.. very few women in the business. she wasn’t obsessed with men, never seemed to have one on her arm and jac was all too pleased. but seen the faux innocence, the concern, they licked their lips somewhat. that reply, they could’ve gone on with a territorial shove or a sly comment, but the drunken, more interesting side to them rose an eyebrow. “then make a move..” they bit back, watching her closely.

Jac was already hazy.. the expensive champagne, the flurry of willing kisses from the dancers in the dimly light club, well it was a lot to take in.  Lipstick stained her once crisp white shirt collar, blonde hair tangled from wandering drunken fingers. Jac had always been someone who minded her own business.. she didn’t give a shit about other people or how they came across.. but this brunette wasn’t someone that she could ignore.. and to be honest, she was truly getting on her nerves. But Jac couldn’t understand why.. Maybe it was the confidence. Was her ego so busted because she was no longer the only person who was bold enough to confront anybody in this place? Licking her lips, Jac watched her moving outside the club.. and being the dumb ass with the drunk ego, Jac was all too quick to follow behind, hand absentmindedly shooing aside whatever woman had found refuge beside her. Eventually finding her footing.. well, maybe somewhat, Jac stood out in the night air behind the other, goosebumps running across soft pale skin. 

“You’re something else aren’t you?” Jac taunted. “I see you sucking up.. raking in the customers.. but shit baby does the boss man know your prices?” She asked, hands fumbling in her pockets of her skin tight pants, finding her smokes and a lighter, eventually lighting up a smoke and taking a drag. “I don’t bust my ass half way across the fuckin’ globe for you to cut prices and throw in a friendly discount for your girlfriends..” Jac muttered, hand hand leaning against the wall beside Angela’s head, the other hand removing her smoke from her lips. She was drop dead gorgeous. Jac had to give her that. Maybe she was mad because she wanted to be one of those girlfriend’s with the discount. “You fuckin’ watch yourself, love..” Jac taunted.. in a more sober state, maybe it’d be completely harmless. “You don’t know who you’re fucking with..” She insisted, eyes lingering on hers for a minute before pushing herself back a bit.