One Love

Chapter 4 - My Dare

I turned around, checking out the jam-packed bar. Spotted a bunch of lively twenty-somethings fiercely guarding their good time by brushing off unwanted advances. Eager for a carefree night, they were all about having a blast without letting any guys mess up their night. I nodded toward the crew, Justin gave me a high five, hit the record button on his phone, and strutted their way.

Leo shot me a relaxed look, teasingly tutting. He took charge, ordering us another round as we kicked back, soaking in the unfolding scene. It was like a live show, and we were just chillin', enjoying the wild ride.

Justin swaggered across, taking his sweet time, and I could feel the suspense building up as I wondered what he was about to drop on the four scantily dressed young ladies. The tallest one among them spotted Justin heading their way, and her jaw practically hit the floor. Gradually, the other girls swivelled their heads in Justin's direction, curious about what had captivated their friend's attention. All of them fell into stunned silence, sporting the same shocked expression.

Justin strolled up, cool as you like, and propped himself against the tall table. The four girls inched in, practically glued to his every word, like they were scared to miss a beat. You could feel the buzz of anticipation in the air, and I couldn't help but get caught up in the suspense, eager to see what Justin had in store.

The tallest one, a brunette bombshell, oozed attractiveness in her curve-hugging black dress and killer black high heels.

The second tallest, another brunette, rocked a more laid-back vibe with loose waves instead of poker-straight hair. Her curves hit all the right spots, and she opted for a more conservative look in a flowing brown dress paired with stylish red wedged heels. It was clear she was taken and had zero interest in any unwanted male attention.

The other two were petite, fitting right into the typical size for this part of town. Sporting bright blonde highlights, their hair lacked originality, blending into the crowd without making much of a statement. Despite that, their pretty faces still managed to stand out in the vibrant atmosphere of the bar.

The tallest one was super animated, hanging on to Justin's every word, while the rest had clearly lost interest. From a distance, it was just Justin and the tall brunette, totally engrossed in their conversation. The other three had formed their own little semi-circle, gradually edging away from the pair. I couldn't help but be intrigued, thinking, "Come on, Justin, hurry on back!"

"So, what do you reckon they're chatting about?" Leo raised an eyebrow at me and leaned against the bar.

"Hmm, whatever it is, she's fallen for him hook, line, and sinker." I crossed my arms and nestled into Leo's side.

"Jealous much? I hear a hint of it," Leo teased, using his thumb and forefinger to demonstrate just an inch.

I turned to him, a tinge of guilt on my face. "Is it that obvious?"

Leo and I have what some people would call an open relationship. We're there for each other until one of us wants to play away, but only temporarily. Leo's got a knack for knowing my type, even before I realise it myself. He's out there playing away about eighty percent of the time, while I'm a bit more selective. The ones I go for have to be worth my time, and Leo's pretty spot-on with who and when. He insists I give out this strong scent, but I call it total BS.

I find myself paying extra attention to this one guy, suddenly interested in his week, who he dated before, where he goes for breakfast – you name it. When I like someone, they know it. I wear my heart on my sleeve and hate playing games. Well, except when it comes to Leo. We're like game masters, constantly outplaying each other. Being his playmate is enjoyable because he gives me enough freedom to feel like I'm single, but there's also enough attention to make me feel special, like a keeper. He's a blast to be around when he's not in one of his gloomy, serious moods.