A spectacle

Jo dragged Alex by the hand, looking for some secluded place where they could talk in peace and quiet. But in that crowded, upscale restaurant, it was impossible to find a spot like that. In an act of desperation, she dragged him into the women's restroom.

When Alex realized they were standing in front of the ladies room and Jo was trying to pull him in, he began to resist. Seeing the look on her face, he knew it was inevitable, so he gave up.

Before entering the restroom, he looked around to make sure no one was seeing them.

When she closed the door behind him, he locked it with relief.

'It would be a scandal if he was seen going into the ladies' room with some blondie.' There has long been speculation about his sexual orientation.

A moment later, his back landed on the wall with a thud.

'Wow! That's damn hot!' He thought. He knew that Jo was furious, so it was better not to provoke her even more, so he meekly looked into her eyes.

"What was that?" She asked in a very serious tone.

Not knowing where to begin his explanation, he began to clear his throat. He was aware that he had gone too far. But at least he tried, and he was immensely proud of it.

"Having our informal agreement here…" He took a deep breath before continuing. "I thought we might as well make it more formal."

"More formal?" Jo was furious. She loved surprises but not those kinds of shocking actions.

"What's the difference?" He asked innocently.

"I can pretend I'm in a relationship, I can even fake an orgasm so as not to destroy my boyfriend's ego, but for God's sake I won't fake my engagement." She said seriously.

'How impotent does a guy have to be to not be able to satisfy you?' Alex thought.

"Why pretend?" Alex asked casually with a real poker face.

Hearing this, she was devastated. She wondered what was going on in his head. Did he already drink too much?

"This is supposed to be a deal? Do you remember?" Jo asked looking at his shiny eyes. "Did you drink too much?" As she spoke, she realized that the marriage proposal might have been spontaneous, but not the ring. It was a planned action. She was even more devastated.

"I'm sober. I hardly drank." He admitted honestly.

"Really?" She replied with irony in her voice.

"Two glasses of wine with you."

"Okay, I'm buying it. So will you explain to me what it was?"

"Exactly what it was." He replied in a firm tone.

"So what exactly was it?"

At that moment, an old lady entered the restroom, but seeing them, she immediately withdrew.

"Excuse me, I must have mistaken the door." With a soft smile on her face, she backed away.

"So what was that, Alex?" Jo was clutching his tie. She wanted to strangle him, just to get the truth out of him.

"What was it, Alex?" Jo didn't let go.

"I already explained."

"You haven't explained anything."

At that moment, they both heard voices of women approaching the restroom, deep into their conversation.

At that point, Jo dragged him into one of the toilets. When she closed the door, the women were just entering inside.

With one hand, Jo covered Alex's mouth as he was about to say something, and with the other she flushed the water to drown him out.

"Shut up, asshole!" She whispered into his ear, and he felt her warm breath on his neck.

'If you just knew how much you drive me crazy.' It was hard for him to refrain from taking care of her neck, which was just at the level of his mouth. He wanted to teach her a lesson that this was not how men should be treated.

"Have you seen that hunk? He is a perfect-looking guy. What idiot wouldn't accept a cookie like that?" A sweet female voice was heard.

"Maybe they don't get along in bed?" Another female voice answered.

"Maybe this chick thinks she's super attractive?"

"She is just ordinary looking."

"The only thing I remember about her are her long slender legs. I didn't see her face."

"A blonde with a serious expression on her face, with cold, piercing eyes that could kill. I wanted to spill her soup on that tasteful dress."

"You should do it on those legs."

One of the commenting ladies started to giggle.

For a moment, the conversation fell silent. There was a loud sound of flushing water coming from the toilets.

"Did you see what car that yummy hunk came in?"

"No."

"One of the cooks said that it's a real fortune on four wheels. Its owner must be well loaded. I would have jumped into his bed without thinking twice."

Hearing this, Jo tried not to burst out laughing. She observed Alex's reactions. His face turned green with rage that the two sissies only saw him as an ATM.

In the next moment, he ruffled his hair, pulled his shirt out of his pants, and undid a few buttons on his shirt and loosened his tie.

Jo had a serious problem keeping herself quiet and serious. She was sure that it was the last day of work for the two poor, stupid girls. Alex will make sure of it. He hated the unprofessional approach to any work. That was the end of their career in that restaurant.

Alex took advantage of the moment when her hand was on her mouth to keep from bursting out laughing and carried her out of the restroom.

"Sorry ladies, we're done." He said in a casual tone.

Holding Jo tightly in his arms, he bent down to her ear.

"Be good!" He whispered, then started kissing her ear and neck greedily.

The two ladies were speechless.

Alex, not stopping from kissing Jo, carried her out of the toilet. As soon as he closed the door with his foot, he immediately placed her on the floor and began to smooth out her messy hair.

"These two sluts had to learn a lesson." He said in a very serious tone with a poker face.

'Damn! This neck is so fucking tasty!' He concluded mentally, extremely proud of his feat.

"You didn't have to drool on my neck. Plus you bit me, jerk." Jo tried to wipe her drool-soaked neck with her hand, and above all to massage the place where her perverse friend had bitten her.

"Asshole, you hurt my neck." She added angrily. If it were not for this exclusive place, she would have given him a beating.

"It had to look believable." He tried to justify his action with a mischievous smile on his face.

Alex deliberately returned to the table disheveled and unbuttoned. Only when Jo sat down at the table, did she notice what he looked like.

"You look like you just fucked some chick in the women's restroom. What a disgusting action!" She whispered in his ear.

"This is what I need to look like if I'm going to walk out of this lousy party." He did the same, whispering in her ear.

"You should get an Oscar for this show!" Jo answered him in his ear.

Alex had goosebumps on his back as he felt her warm breath against his ears.

"You drive me crazy, badass!" He whispered to her again.

"In what sense?"

"I have an irresistible urge to do something that I've never had the courage to do." Saying this, he started kissing her ear gently.

Jo didn't know if it was a desperate attempt to get out of this miserable situation or if Alex was being completely serious.

When she decided that he was getting too much into the spectacle, she suddenly moved away from him with her chair. Alex almost ended up on the floor. Only then did he reflect.

"I will not apologize for something that made me happy." Moving closer to her, he whispered in her ear again, this time in an arrogant tone.

"I think that's enough alcohol for today, honey." She announced loudly, pretending to be embarrassed.

"Alex, it's time for us, baby." She added, so that everyone around her could hear her, getting up from the table.

Her dear friend was unable to get up from the table alone. His brother and cousin packed him into a taxi. She had to go with him to make sure that he didn't turn back halfway and return to the party.