Part Two
"Back off!" "I'm just trying to help you, don't be a baby..." "B-baby? Then what are you? A pervert!"
Yuna chuckled, removing her hands from under my skirt. I had lost an earring, and she had thought it best to take advantage of the situation to touch me, using the excuse that "maybe it got caught in your clothes."
"Your face is red. It suits you." Yuna touched my cheek, but I immediately swatted her hand away. I couldn't stand her. She had been giving me empty compliments all day long.
"Come on, let's go." We left the bathroom, and I continued to ignore her. Sometimes she was unbearable.
We were at the nearest mall, small but well-stocked. We had taken the bus to get there, and within fifteen minutes we had arrived at its doors. The only problem was Yuna's presence.
"Can I hold your hand?" "No." "Your arm? It's not too intimate." "Still no."
I turned toward a cute shop, looking at the clothes on display while Yuna sidled up to the adjacent window. "That would look really good on you..." she commented, and at that point, I checked what she was looking at. Yuna was admiring a lingerie shop!
"What kind of lingerie do you prefer wearing?" The girl with the sky-blue eyes stepped dangerously close, lowering her voice: "How about we go in and you try something on?" "No, thanks." I glared at her and abandoned her once again. I wasn't going to fall into her traps, that was for sure.
"How about we get something to drink?" "Finally, something I can agree with you on." We stopped at a small café, and I looked over the available drinks, deciding to get an iced tea, while Yuna got a milkshake. I looked at it with interest when it arrived at our table.
"Want some?" I didn't pay attention to her expression and took a sip from her glass, savoring the sweet taste. "We look just like a cute little couple." Yuna rested her cheek on the back of her hand and looked at me with playful eyes. She probably knew I was going to insult her or say something negative after a line like that, which didn't take long to arrive: "We will never be a couple." "How can you be so sure?" "Well... let's start with the fact that I don't like girls." "Hm... liar." Yuna said it quietly, but I heard her perfectly. I gave her a dirty look and said nothing else, punishing her with my silence. How dare she say those things without knowing me? She knew nothing about me, nothing about my past or my preferences! The only thing she had done was kiss me and try to make me fall into her professional seductress trap.
"Oh, Ian just texted me." Yuna showed me her phone: I immediately read Ian's message proposing to go out for drinks that evening, and I told her to agree on my behalf as well. Yuna typed a quick text and then put her phone away. At least she's polite. I appreciated the gesture, but that didn't mean I appreciated her entire personality.
"Tell me, why do you like Ian so much?" The blunt question from the girl in front of me caught me off guard. "I just like him, he's cute." "I'm very cute. You don't like me?" "No!" I bit my lip to hold back any other words and then lowered my gaze, unable to tolerate her blue eyes. Of course she was beautiful! I didn't need to be the one to say it.
"You're cute when you lie." Yuna grabbed my hand without warning and kissed my fingers, triggering embarrassment, astonishment, and discomfort all at the same time. It was a given that I wouldn't change my mind by the end of the evening. I pulled away from her completely, getting up to throw away my cup and leave the café. "I'm sorry." Yuna blushed. It was the first time I saw her face flush with embarrassment or shyness. Not that I cared about seeing her different facial expressions, obviously. "Come on, let's go."
We left the mall, and I checked the time on my phone. We'd be meeting the others soon, and the idea of meeting up with everyone while we were together embarrassed me. I told Yuna I wanted to change clothes before heading to the meeting spot, and she nodded without another word. I wondered why she was being so quiet: was she planning something?
"You look beautiful, Leah." Ian blushed and took my arm to lead me to the table where the others were already sitting. I was wearing a light white dress that hugged my curves perfectly, leaving little to the imagination. I made exactly the impression I wanted, and when the guys saw me, they smiled, avoiding their girlfriends' gazes.
Without meaning to, my eyes searched for Yuna, who seemed to have been staring at me for a while. I held my breath, perfectly recognizing the look she was giving me. It was the same as Ian's, only more intense.
"We already ordered something for you too, I hope that's not a problem." "Thank you." I positioned myself next to Ian, but to do so, I had to squeeze into the booth seating between the table and the backrest, on the side where Yuna was also sitting. She was wearing a red button-down shirt and a black skirt, which unfortunately suited her divinely. I bit my lip and looked away.
"You look delicious," the girl whispered in my ear. I shivered and pulled away. Ian beside me didn't notice a thing and continued talking to me, including the others in the conversation. I turned toward him, crossing my legs under the table, but before I could relax, Yuna's hand rested on my thigh. I swatted it away, but she went right back to touching me a moment later. I gritted my teeth and took a sip from my glass.
The cocktail was really good. It was fruity, probably pineapple, but the smell of strawberries confused me... was it the shampoo Yuna used for her hair? It smelled really good. What the hell am I thinking...
"Ian, how about we dance for a bit?" I desperately needed a distraction. Besides, the proximity to Yuna was becoming intolerable. The guy looked at me with great joy and immediately sprang to his feet. "Let's go. I love this song!"
The crowd was bringing the dance floor to life: bodies were rubbing against each other, and the smell of sweat and alcohol permeated the area. Before getting up from the table, I had downed my drink in one gulp. I started to feel lighter and smiled at the guy as he escorted me onto the floor.
We danced for a bit until Ian started getting closer and closer. From that moment on, I acted more sensual and unconsciously kept casting glances back at our booth; I saw Yuna staring at me, burning my skin with her eyes. At that point, I wrapped my arms around Ian's neck and tried to focus on him.
"You're... you're beautiful." I bit my lip, looking up at him. Ian was staring at me intensely; he wanted me. It was so satisfying... Yuna, take a good look. You don't stand a chance with me.
When I threw yet another glance her way, she wasn't there. I only saw Erik and Alice talking, while Jasmine was with her boyfriend. They were kissing. Should I do that with Ian too?
"Ian..." He looked at me and took the opportunity to kiss me. When I met his lips, the image of Yuna and our kisses flashed in my mind. I hated it, but I couldn't help it. Ian's lips weren't as soft as Yuna's. His hands didn't make me tremble, his touches didn't warm me from head to toe.
"May I have a dance too?" I shoved Ian away in fright and turned toward Yuna. My lucidity was slipping away, but I immediately recognized the brunette's jealousy. "Hey, Yuna!" Ian laughed, throwing an arm around my shoulders. The others soon appeared as well, and for some reason, Ian was dragged away by the guys. "Hey, hey!" "Another round for Ian!" "For us too, guys!" Alice was already dancing with her friend, and for a moment, I could have sworn I saw her stare at me and then look at Yuna.
"Do you want another drink?" Yuna's eyes were glassy. She had put on eyeliner and red lipstick. "Okay..." I nodded. Soon I found another glass in my hands and became even more uninhibited. This is the last one... I wasn't going to drink anymore; it was better not to lose myself in the alcohol to avoid any unpleasant incidents. Besides, who could guarantee that Yuna wouldn't take advantage of me? Even though... she didn't seem like the type of girl who would do that.
At one point, Yuna took the glass out of my hands and left it on the bar counter. "Hey!" "Let's go." She grabbed my hand and dragged me back onto the dance floor, under the astonished gaze of her friends. Ian seemed too drunk to understand what was going on.
The sensual music of How Deep Is Your Love started playing in the club, and my eyes landed on Yuna's body. Many were admiring her from afar, but she was so close to me. "You owe me a dance." She moved smoothly through the crowd, taking me away from the bar, then stopped. "I don't owe you any—!" The words died in my throat when she grabbed me firmly, wrapping an arm around my waist. Our bodies collided, and she began to grind against me, dancing with absurd sensuality. I tried to push her away, but she grabbed my hand and brought it to her neck. "Let yourself go..."
Maybe it was the alcohol's fault or the effect of her whisper right next to my ear, but I truly let myself go. I found myself dancing against Yuna, laughing with her for no reason, following the rhythm of the music, and forgetting everything else. Her hands never left my body, just like her blue eyes. I turned my back to her so I wouldn't fall into the trap of her gaze, but when she hugged me from behind, I realized my grave mistake. A fire ignited inside me.
Yuna's slender, elegant hands settled on my hips, caressing the fabric, and I felt it as if it were right on my skin. Her pelvis bumped against my ass, and I rested my head against her shoulder. "You drive me crazy." She kissed my neck, nibbling on my skin, and I was on the verge of truly losing control. Why was it that every time I was with her, I couldn't think straight? "You kept staring at me earlier..." Yuna kissed my cheek and my ear, turning me on even more. She laughed with a slightly husky voice: "Did you like it?"
As she said it, her hand moved dangerously close to my lower stomach. I stopped her and turned around to look at her: "You were jealous, weren't you?" "And why would I be?" Her words confused me: how could she not be jealous? Didn't she like me? Unless she was only interested in one thing... Before I could insult her, she grabbed my face with her hands, leaning in closer. By now, we had forgotten to dance, to follow the music; it was as if we were the only ones existing in the club.
"You never stopped looking at me." Her words hit me deep. It was the truth, even if I wanted to deny it with all my might. And I also wanted to deny that I had wished it was her while I was kissing Ian. Yuna hugged me again, but this time she stayed still. I admired the features of her face, analyzing the expression in her eyes and the smile on her lips. The music pounded in my ears, but I only heard her breathing and my own heartbeat.
I don't know who made the first move, but I found myself captured in a passionate kiss that made my legs tremble. Her tongue slipped between my lips, exploring my mouth, and her hands rested on my ass, pulling me tight against her body. I ignored the people around us and let myself be carried away by the kiss. Yuna backed up and pushed me against the club wall, away from the crowd and in the dim light. I was shielded by her, by her scent, and by her ravenous eyes. I was trapped, but this time I didn't want to escape.
I bit her lip, sucked on her tongue, and when she gasped against my mouth, I allowed myself a satisfied smile. It was really nice having her in my hands, knowing how much she wanted me. "Let's get out of here." "And where are we going?" I was confused and frustrated, plus I couldn't think straight, and for some reason, I wanted to rely on Yuna. "I'm taking you home."
Without another word, she walked me over to the others, whispered something in Erik's ear, and then said goodbye. We left the club, and the cold night air helped me regain a shred of clarity. What time was it? I pulled my phone out of my little purse: 01:20 a.m. "What's the address of your apartment?"
Yuna had called a cab, and within a few minutes, we were on our way to the place I was staying. I thought about my friends, who would be joining me the next day, and wondered what they would say about the situation I was experiencing. Everything was happening too fast, and I didn't know how to act: whether to follow my heart or my head.
"Are you tired?" Yuna let me rest my head against her shoulder, and I took the opportunity to rest a bit. "Don't think you're scoring any points this way." "Points?" She chuckled. She had a nice laugh, too. It wasn't possible for her to be this perfect...
Once we reached the apartment, Yuna insisted on helping me get settled before going to bed. She said I was in no condition to unlock a door or walk steadily... Which, at the end of the day, was true. As soon as I walked into the house, I slipped off my heels, leaving them by the door, then threw my bag onto the living room couch. I went to the kitchen to drink some water and got out a glass for Yuna, too. I was a polite person, after all.
"Thanks... so, is this apartment yours?" "No, my uncle's. I'm renting it for the holidays." Yuna nodded and continued drinking her water. I observed her appearance in the silence of the room: the moonlight coming through the kitchen window illuminated her lightly tanned skin, fully showcasing her charm.
"You're sexy." I commented, and then immediately cursed myself. Why the hell was my tongue so loose when I had a little to drink? "Thanks, you're not bad yourself." Her wink was now doing all sorts of things to me. I didn't even like that smirk she wore on her face very much, and yet... damn it, I had to be going crazy. Just the thought of letting her touch me and kiss me...
"Want me to help you change?" "No need! You should go now..." "But it's late... would you really kick me out at this hour?" She rested her hands under her chin, leaning forward. Her puppy-dog eyes weren't going to convince me easily, if that's what she thought. "What's the problem? Call a cab... I'll pay for it." I got up to grab my bag, but Yuna reached the couch first and blocked me. "It could be dangerous. I heard rumors about cab drivers taking advantage of girls when they were alone in the taxi..." "Fine!" I rolled my eyes and turned around. "Stay, but don't you dare bother me." "Hm... sure. Thank you."
"Come here, I'll give you something to change into." I grabbed a t-shirt and some shorts from my bedroom closet, but I never imagined that Yuna would start undressing right in front of my eyes. I stood mesmerized, watching the skin that was slowly being uncovered as her shirt slipped away. When she let the garment fall to the floor, I threw the clothes at her. "H-here."
"Where will I sleep?" "On the couch, where did you think? With me?" I smiled ironically. Yuna remained completely serious. "Sure, that's what you want too, right?" "Yeah, right. I totally want to sleep with you. Now get out." I made her leave the room, pushing her away. I closed the door, leaning back against the wood with bated breath. She wasn't entirely wrong, but I wasn't going to give in to this strange attraction I felt for her!
I took a quick shower, changed, grabbed a towel for my hair, and went back into the bedroom. In a few minutes, I would be ready for sleep, but things didn't exactly go as planned...