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He’s making her giggle. Inside jokes, pleasantries being shared, touching her arm when she says something really funny. I’ve seen guys, girls (everyone really) flirt with her all the time, but this one, this one was different. This one made me feel… bad. He may have actually had a chance. He’s known her much longer than I have and he seems to be all over her, and she seems to be the same. I can’t hide it, I’m jealous as fuck .
I’ve learned to deal with it really. Caitlyn was absolutely stunning. She’s smart, and funny, and talented, and kind, and so, so perfect; I can’t blame people for trying, but eventually, people learn to back off, figure out boundaries. This guy doesn’t seem to give a single shit about boundaries.
“You should go over there.”
“Huh?”
“Over to your girlfriend.”
“How did you-”
“You’ve been going on and on about this guy, go do something about it.”
It took me a while to realise I was thinking out loud the entire time. Fuck, I’m way more buzzed than I thought.
I shot down the last bit of my drink, put the best smile on my face and walked towards them. “Hey guys,” I said a little bit too loudly. I stood beside Caitlyn, pulled her in by the waist and kissed her on the cheek. “Hey you.”
“Hi, where have you been, Violet?” Fuck, the way she says my full name. If it’s not the alcohol getting me, it’s definitely that.
“Oh, just conversating around, you know, the usual.”
“You mean “conversing”.” I knew I didn’t fucking like this guy.
“Right. Anyway, I don’t think I’ve formally introduced myself. Vi, nice to meet you.” I reached my hand out and he immediately took it, gave it a firm shake. “Violet, nice to meet you, I’m Luka, one of this wonderful woman’s old high school classmates.” They giggled. FUCKING GIGGLED.
“It's Vi, and that sounds… fun! If you’re up to it, I’d love to hear stories about my amazing girlfriend in high school. Sure she was such a goodie two-shoes.” I pulled Caitlyn closer, she gave me a tight smile.
“Oh, Violet, you’re completely wrong! She and I got into a lot of trouble in high school. Led to just so many rumours about us hooking up. I wouldn’t have minded if they weren’t just rumours though.” He raised his eyebrow, winking at her and giggling. He was so dang charming, it was frustrating.
“Oh, you flatter me! I definitely would have minded though.” They laughed, hard, again .
“What fun misfits we were! You’ve got yourself a bad girl on your hands.”
“Oh, I know,” I chuckled and winked at Caitlyn. See, I can be charming too.
“You are GROSS.” She slapped my arm playfully. One point for Vi, and maybe a couple hundred for him, but that’s alright.
“I would say I’m sorry for pulling this beautiful woman away, but I’m really not.” I turned to Caitlyn, “Dance?”
“Sure, yeah.”
“See you around man,” I nodded to him. “See you around.” I could still feel him staring me down when we turned to the dance floor.
“You are terribly jealous when you’ve had too much to drink.”
“If I was completely sober, I would’ve still been mad.” She chuckles, and I smirk at the wonderful sound. “There was really no need, we are simply friends,” she says, continuing to sway with me. “You think he knows that?”
“He should.” She looked me up and down, I pulled her close out of panic. She still makes me so nervous. “I know I’ve said this more than once, but that simply isn’t enough, you look absolutely ravishing in that suit.”
“I’m sure I’d look even better with it off.” I wink at her.
“Hold your horses.” We laugh at that. I’m much more relaxed now, but he’s still fucking there. I try to focus on Caitlyn, but THIS MAN!
I pull Caitlyn in further, look up at her, and give her my best puppy eyes. She pushes some loose strands of my hair out of my face and behind my ears. Then, she cups my face, and kisses me. At first, I close my eyes, melt into the kiss and completely forget about his existence, but I’m a bitch, so I open my eyes to see if he’s looking now. He is. I stick my middle finger up at him behind Caitlyn’s back while prying her mouth open by pulling on her bottom lip with my teeth and I let my tongue explore. She quietly moans when I do that. I fucking love it here.
My eyes shift up to Caitlyn. Her eyes are closed and she looks so... soft. So loving. It took awhile for me to believe I deserved this, but Caitlyn made sure that eventually, I'd feel worthy. I'm not entirely sure if I've gotten there yet, but change takes time right? I close my eyes again and smile against her lips. Fuck, she’s perfect, and she’s mine.