embarrassed for him and for once, she wasn’t the one turning red.
Who knows why, maybe her porn scene wasn’t having the result she had hoped for, but Lexi suddenly decided to become more respectable and merely just sit on Jack’s lap. She still kissed him; however, and that sent Holly’s blood to the boiling point. Was Jack actually starting to enjoy this? She was going to have to commit herself soon if she continued to let this stuff bother her.
With the hopes of becoming oblivious, Holly grabbed Scott’s drink and downed it in one gulp, ignoring the wine-only rule that she had set for herself tonight. She asked him to get her another, not really caring what it was – he could surprise her, when her stomach growled. She hesitated for a second, thinking that she really needed to get some food first. But then she pushed that thought aside figuring she could always throw in a frozen pizza when she got home, topping it off with some whipped cream straight from the can.
She added on a few cocktails later, or a few shots, or a mixture of both – who knows? She didn’t care at this point. Jack was fading from her mind and she was enjoying life, that’s what mattered to her. There was no point in being upset with Lexi. It wasn’t her fault that they both wanted the same man; she had no clue about Holly’s all-consuming lust for Jack.
During one stupid momentary lapse of judgment, Holly had grabbed Scott and planted a huge kiss on him after she noticed Jack glancing over in her direction. It was wrong and childish, but she was hoping to cause some kind of reaction. Maybe even bring him to feel just a fraction of the jealousy that she had felt when Lexi kissed him.
Stupidity, fueled by liquor, was a dangerous combination.
It wasn’t smart to use Scott in that way; he made it no secret all night how interested he was in her. But even though she was capable of being logical and could come up with a million reasons why leading him on was such a bad idea, she did it anyway. Please, please let me feel a spark, it would make everything so much easier, Holly begged herself. She had wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him to her. She intended on a short kiss, but Scott had other ideas. He morphed it into some kind of a lizard love-fest with his tongue darting all over her mouth trying to gain entry. After what felt like way too long, she was able to push him back, unlocking the lip suction. It felt like she was going to have bruised, purple lips tomorrow and it wouldn’t even be worth it.
“Um, thanks, I guess…but I’m not feeling too well right now and I probably should sit down.”
Holly left for a small table in the corner, grabbing a bowl of pretzels along the way. She never lied to Scott; she really was starting to feel woozy, but that kiss seemed to push her over the edge and make her nauseated. She hoped that scarfing down a bunch of hard bread would soak up some of the alcohol that was swimming around in her stomach. It was starting to feel like a whole damn pool party going on in there.
***
Jack continued looking over at Holly, wanting to make sure she was alright, but not wanting to interfere. Lexi was starting to get on his last nerve. Once again, this hot babe was offering herself up to him, on a fucking platter, and he wasn’t interested. He had no doubt that she would of screwed him right there in front of the whole bar if he would of let her. There would have been a time not too long ago when he would have been into something like that. Sure, they would have been thrown out of the place, but it would have been worth the rush.
He noticed Lexi out on the dance floor dirty-dancing with some guy she just met. More power to her . He would have been the same way before – if his date wasn’t going to give him what he wanted, it was on to someone who would. He was just relieved that she was finally leaving him alone. It gave him more time to look out for Holly.
He glanced over at her again,