#1 Player by T Gephart

Author:T Gephart [Gephart, T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: #1 Player
Publisher: T Gephart
Published: 2017-10-25T18:30:00+00:00

THE GALA EFFECTIVELY COULD HAVE been broken up into two parts. The first—and the most formal—part, where everyone sat down acting very civilized as dinner was served.

The food was delicious, looking as beautiful as it tasted, reminding me of a few times Tia and I ate at fancy restaurants back in New York. French champagne and expensive wine was paired to each course while an orchestra played classical music. No expense had been spared.

In between the eight-course meal, money was raised through various ridiculously extravagant auction items. Mini vacations in the French Alps, the use of a helicopter—with pilot—for an entire year, cars, jewelry and possibly my favorite—a gold lamé dress previously worn by Marilyn Monroe.

It was so glamorous and beautiful, I could picture myself in it, swirling a martini. Although I almost died when bidding opened at two hundred thousand. Yeah, I didn’t like it that much. My martini swirling would have to take place in the gold dress I already owned. I was fine with that, in fact I may have started practicing, three martinis in by the time we’d hit the second part of the festivities.

I wasn’t sure if it was the three—maybe four, I’d lost count since I wasn’t paying for them—cocktails I’d consumed or shit really did get crazy.

The light changed, as did the music, creating a more nightclub feel as the famous people relaxed and got up and danced. Men with beaked masks appeared—maybe it was time to slow down on the drinking—wandering around the room wearing black cloaks, while bikini-clad women juggled knives. It was a cross between a Stanley Kubrick movie and the circus as the music and booze raged on.

I was almost disappointed there was no overt drug use or public sexual displays. Maybe that stuff happened in a backroom somewhere. Or maybe those masked men were the gatekeepers, deciding who got to go the super-secret orgy happening elsewhere. Yeah, I should definitely stop drinking.

“Having fun?” Ryan breathed in my ear, his hot intoxicating scent amplified by his close proximity.

He’d had his hands on me all night and we had yet to use any of our collective condoms. But that was probably going to change very soon, judging by the way he was looking at me.

“You.” I yanked his lapels, bringing his face in closer. “You need to dance with me.”

“Anything you want, princess.” He smirked, pushing his chair out and helping me up, his hand resting on my back just above my ass.

Tia and Eric had disappeared about an hour ago. They were dancing and drinking while I had wanted to stay at the table and people watch. Ryan—who hadn’t even had a glass of wine with dinner—stayed with me, amused as I continued to suck down drinks.

As we pressed through the crowd of people, I no longer cared who was famous and who wasn’t. Too distracted to give a shit, wrapping my arms around Ryan as we stepped onto the dance floor.

Our bodies swayed to the music, not enough room to actually dance as we looked into each other’s eyes.

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