Black Tease by Charlotte Byrd

Author:Charlotte Byrd [Byrd, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Byrd Books
Published: 2018-06-13T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

When another stranger intrigues you…

The rest of the cocktail hour proceeds without incident.

Thanks to Caroline, we meet almost everyone in the room and get the basic info about them.

95% of them are Ivy League grads and the other 5% went to prestigious liberal arts schools like Swarthmore and Wellesley.

Many work in finance and tech, some head non-profits and the rest are entrepreneurs.

They all heard about the party one way or another through friends of friends and no one really knows what to expect.

And none of them know the identity of the mysterious Mr. Black.

After mingling for what seems like forever, I decide to get some fresh air and get away from the stuffiness of all those pleasantries.

Caroline is totally in her element – smiling, nodding, laughing at just the right times.

Putting everyone at ease.

Becoming everyone’s best friend.

But I find that kind of stuff exhausting.

Even after a half an hour of it, I'm ready to tear my hair out.

“I’m sorry, but I have to go to the ladies room,” I extricate myself from the tall, redheaded guy from Princeton who is on his second story about squash (the game, not the vegetable).

I didn’t know it was possible for one person to have more than one story about squash, but apparently it is.

“Okay, hurry back,” he says flashing me a smile.

Though his self-confidence and sense of his own importance are quite staggering, he is quite mesmerizing.

For a second, I get lost in his eyes and almost forget to walk away.

“Ellie? You okay?” he takes my arm, bringing me back to reality.

“Oh right, sorry,” I mumble. “I’ll be right back.”

What was his name again?

Dax?

Wyatt?

Delacorte?

I’ve never been great with names, and my memory for matching faces with names is particularly bad at this party.

They’re all so good looking and their names just seem to all blur together.

As I make my way away from him, I feel the Princeton guy’s eyes on me burning into the back of my head.

So, instead of walking straight onto the deck from the main room, I head toward the hallway with the bathroom and then outside.

When I finally get outside, I inhale a deep breath of fresh salty air.

That one breath is quickly followed up by another and another.

Suddenly, all the boredom that had infected me during the cocktail hour vanishes and the chill of the outside air infuses me with new found energy.

“Well, hello there,” a deep voice says.

It belongs to a man and it’s coming from somewhere behind me.

Great, another boring conversation coming up.

I roll my eyes before turning to face him.

“Sometimes you just have to get out of there, right?” the man says.

That piques my interest. Intrigued, I turn around.

“Are you not having a good time?” I ask.

“Eh,” the man shrugs casually, looking far into the blueness.

The sun is hovering just over the horizon, dipping in and out of the sea, as if it isn't sure if it wants to take the plunge.

“Isn’t the sunset beautiful?” the man asks without taking his eyes off it.

I turn to face him.

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