Page 2 of First Kiss
“They never have a problem starting without me.” The mysterious stranger beside me shrugged.
Wait… Remington? Like the name on the building?
The elevator took us to the top floor and came to a stop. The door opened, and the woman stepped off. The man who was with her motioned for me to exit next. I walked through the doors and waited. It was a pretty lively party, and everyone looked as well dressed as the couple we rode to the top floor with. They headed towards the festivities immediately and grabbed two glasses of champagne on the way.
“This isyourparty?”I looked towards the elevator as he exited.
“It is.” His lips curled into a half-smile. “I’m Bradley Remington.”
“Nice to meet you—officially.” I nodded. “My name is Brittany Grant.”
“Well, Brittany. Would you like a drink?” He motioned towards a server that was approaching us with a tray.
“Sure.” I nodded and took the glass. “So, why did you invite me to your party?”
“My business associates are always trying to set me up with someone at these things. The price of being a bachelor.” He shrugged and sipped his champagne. “I won’t have to worry about that since I showed up with a date tonight.”
A date huh?
“Barely…” I grinned and looked down for a second. “Do you always just grab your dates off the street on the way in?”
“Only if they catch my eye.” He winked at me. “I need to make my rounds and mingle. I’ll catch up with you in a little bit.”
Bradley walked towards a group of people that seemed to be well on their way to getting intoxicated and began to talk with them. I found a spot near the edge of the crowd and just tried to blend in. I felt slightly out of place and while Bradley was beautiful, finding out that he only brought me to the party so he could point me out as his date didn’t seem to indicate he had any real interest. He pointed to me a couple of times as he interacted with various people and I struggled not to blush when they looked my way. After about twenty minutes, I was ready to make my exit as soon as I could find an opening. A couple of people near me moved towards the elevator, so I tried to follow along behind them so that I would be closer to it.
“You’re not thinking of leaving are you?” Bradley walked up to me and smiled.
“I was considering it.” I nodded. “It looks like you’ve got everything under control. Everyone thinks you brought a date, so you should be in the clear.”
“I suppose so.” He looked towards the crowd. “I’d like it if you stayed though.”
“Why?” I raised an eyebrow.
“So I can get to know you a little better—hold that thought, someone just arrived that I need to talk to.” He sighed and left me standing by myself again as he walked away.
He certainly seems to be popular…
After Bradley left me standing alone for the second time, I pulled my phone out of my purse and glanced at it. A few of my sorority sisters had replied to a group text that was sent earlier in the evening by Stacy, the head of our sorority. I reread it, letting the words resonate in my head.
Remember, ladies. Do it. Whatever you want to do. Wherever you have wanted to go, whatever you want to try, to taste, to feel, to live…do it. This is going to be our year.
There werea lot of things I wanted to do—lots of things I wanted to try. The problem was, I didn’t even know where to begin. I always dreamed of growing up, meeting a nice guy, and experiencing all of the magical moments from the romantic movies I loved. Real life hasn’t been anything like the fantasies on the screen. I had only been on a few dates, and while the guys seemed nice when I met them, it was clear they were only interested in one thing once they got me alone. It indeed wasn’t the beginning of a beautiful romance—and based on what I had seen so far, it didn’t look like Bradley Remington was going to bet he one either.
I don’t think he’s going to be the first guy to kiss me, so I might as well go home.
