102) The Public
Vasili
I hated Edward. I hated him with everything in me as we entered the tattoo parlor. His hand was resting on my ass as I looked around for Alb. How was he expecting me to ignore my raging boner the whole night with this 'thing' inside of me?
It was hard to walk without allowing a small moan to slip past my lips. I felt so full. It was easy for him to make fun of me but if the roles were switched, I was pretty sure he would have not even stepped out of the house.
Downstairs was filled with dancing bodies and a bar to the corner. The parlor lights were dimmed down as laser lights flooded the place. Music roared out of the speakers. Not a minute later Alb walked over to us with a blonde haired girl in his arms. I figured it was his girlfriend.
"Vasili," he cheered as he gave me a quick bro hug. "Mr. Coleman so lovely to meet you," he shook Edwards hand.