Painted Faces by L.H. Cosway

Author:L.H. Cosway [Cosway, L.H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-12-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Karaoke and Seduction

As I'm entering the living area I notice that Dorotea's eyes are on me. Shit! Did she see that I'd been alone in the bathroom with Nicholas? Her gaze is cool and a little hazy, so I can't tell whether she's mad or if she's just one of those stare-y-when-drunk kinds of people. When I first met her I thought she was cool as shit, now she's becoming something of an irritation.

Over the next hour I keep my distance from Nicholas. I actually can't look at him without blushing like a maniac. I sit with Harry and Sean for a while, as I lubricate myself with alcohol in order to numb how my traitorous body won't stop tingling all over. How is it that I manage to maintain my self-consciousness even when I'm half plastered?

Nora's still engrossed in her barman hunk, so I leave her to it. Soon most of the guests begin to leave, probably because a lot of them work at the club and have shifts to get to. Phil seems to have taken the whole night off though. He's currently walking around the apartment with one of Nicholas' platinum blonde wigs on his head, a lacy pink bra over his shirt and a bottle of wine clutched in his hand.

Harry and Colm say their goodbyes because they've got work in the morning. That leaves only me, Nicholas, Phil, Dorotea, Dorotea's friend, Sean, Nora and her barman left in the apartment. Phil hops over to the karaoke machine (which as it turns out belongs to him) and lifts the microphone to his mouth.

“Okay everyone, I know something that will spice up this shindig. How about we play a game of seduction karaoke?”

“What's that when it's at home?” I ask with a giggle, tipsy as you like.

“Somebody volunteers to be the judge and then we all have to sing to them and try to seduce them,” he explains and pauses to burp. “In the end the judge picks out who gave the most seductive performance.”

“Sounds like a ball of cheese,” I mumble.

“Great idea, I will sing to Nicholas,” Dorotea declares with relish, not hearing my comment and clapping her hands in delight.

Phil winks at Nicholas. “Well Miss Blue, do you want to be the judge then?”

“I'd love to Philip,” he replies smoothly, before taking a sip from his glass. I'm convinced he's looking at me every chance he gets, but I refuse to acknowledge him for whatever irrational reason. The wine voice in my head is urging me to go over and lick his face, but that would be surreal and I have just enough willpower to hold myself back.

Dorotea stands to make her way over to the karaoke machine, but Phil playfully pushes her back to her seat.

“Not so fast, love, I'm going to go first,” he chides, waggling his sassy “no no” finger in her face.

Dorotea huffs and folds her arms as she drops back into her seat. Phil straightens out his wig, which

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