Page 5 of Recon Rendezvous

Sasha grins. “It was supposed to be a surprise.”

A surprise? More like she’s keeping secrets.

London laughs, the sound sexier than I remember. “Next week was the plan, but after hearing you going on about today, I thought why not. I couldn’t miss out on all this fun with you crazy girls.” She throws her hands up, striking a pose that puts all that body on full display. “So, here I am!”

They laugh and scream again as they each give her another hug, and all I can do is stand back and watch. She looks different from the last time I saw her. That sparkle is still there but it'sdifferent, slightly dimmed and she looks tired, her eyes not as lively.

“Now that you're here, we're going to have so much fun. Come on, let’s go to the next bar,” Gem says as she takes London’s hand. Sasha takes the other and London looks between them laughing.

“You girls are sweet, but I smell trouble all over you. I have a feeling I'm not going to be able to walk after this with you three.”

Huh, if she doesn’t want to walk tomorrow, I can help her out with that.

Mia laughs and throws an arm around Gem. “Just you wait. We're gonna have a good ass time!”

Dutifully, the guys and I follow them out the door and to the second bar on our crawl. The next bar is only a few doors down and thankfully the guy at the door knows us and lets us right in. I was this close to wrapping London up in my sweatshirt when she shoved her hands in her pockets to fight off the cold, but since she’s barely glanced in my direction, I can only assume that wouldn’t go over well.

Stepping inside the next tavern, the roar of music and laughter engulfs us as Drew volunteers to find us a table and the girls follow us to the bar. Ty and Eli both pull their girls close, Mia between them, and Ty gives me a look and I nod, before they push through the crowd. No words are needed. I’ll take care of London, no question.

Turning to the woman of the hour, I peruse her stunning face again, my eyes stopping on those full, shiny lips, then I meet her green gaze, and before I can say a damn thing, she shocks me into silence.

Holding out her hand, she offers me a bland smile. “Hi, I'm London. Ty's cousin. What was your name again?”

What. The. Actual Fuck?I wait for the punchline, but as I meet and hold her gaze, there’s not a spark of recognition in her eyes.

My mouth drops open. “Are you kidding me? You don't remember my name?”

She squints a little, her eyes scanning my face before she blinks. “No, sorry. Have we met?”

Before I can respond, Mia calls out for London, and she turns and heads in their direction. I follow close behind to make sure she doesn't get bumped, or some shit, and we meet everyone at the bar. Eli gives me a quizzical look, but I just shake my head as he hands me a shot. I don’t give a fuck what it is, throwing it back after we all clink shot glasses. Grabbing Drew’s shot, I rush off in search of him, winding my way through the crowd for a bit of a reprieve.

London fucking Cameronis here and somehow, someway doesn’t remember me.Me?It’s the memory of her coming on my tongue with a shout that makes me want to call bullshit. Could she have been drunk? Thinking back to that night,nah, she was completely coherent, consenting to everything I offered, and there was no slurring before or when we spoke after our encounter in that bathroom. Shaking my head, I try to clear my thoughts. I’ve been distracted by this girl for months and she doesn’t know my name.Fuck me.

Drew and I are seated at a round table when the guys make their way over. Ty and Eli both have trays of drinks, and I spot the girls out on the dance floor. Ignoring the guys as they unload the array of glasses, my eyes stay trained on the little vixen dressed in all black, that beautiful body showcased perfectly as she dances with the other girls. She fits right in with them with their fun and carefree attitudes, not giving a fuck about what’s going on around her. But, damn, she’s lighting up the room.

Turning to Ty, I punch him in the arm. “What the hell, man?”

The fucker laughs, rubbing the spot. “What do you mean?” He tilts his head, that shit eating grin even shittier.

Pointing my thumb over my shoulder, I say, “That's what the fuck I mean. Why didn't you tell me she was coming?”

His eyebrows wing up as he says, “Considering that you haven't mentioned her since the wedding, I didn't think you'd care.”

I scoff. He's got me there. After she disappeared from the reception and Idiscreetlyspent hours, or maybe days, searching for her, I finally washed my hands of it all, at least in front of my friends. Thank god for social media and her lack of privacy settings.

Turning my attention back to the small dance floor, London is nowhere to be seen.Not the fuck again.Jumping up, I go in search of her, you know, because she’s in a new place. I stifle a laugh at the thought. Shit, from the stories I’ve heard from Ty and Eli over the years, London would cut the balls off anyone that fucked with her. But still, I search for her, because the last time I took my eyes off her she disappeared for three months. Finding her waiting at the rear bar, her hips moving to the beat of the music, I’m hypnotized, drawn to her whether I want to be or not. Her gaze flicks to me and away just as quickly as I sidle up beside her.

Needing to be closer, I lean in. “You know, we have drinks at the table. You don’t have to wait in line.”

Her little smirk lights a fire in my gut and I can’t help myself as I tease. “What do you need, a screaming orgasm, a leg spreader…” I name off a few drinks. Bending, I whisper in her ear, “I already know you have a creamy pussy.”

Turning to me fully, one brow raised, she gives me a onceover and a flirty little smile. “Hmm, what about you? What do you want?”

“I’d love another round of tight snatch and a fucking blow job.”

“You have eclectic tastes… in drinks.”

Licking my lips, I square my shoulders, matching her nonchalance, but my cock twitches at the memory of her. “Only the best touches these lips.”

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