Chapter 15 Meeting Brunel

Maybe it was the alcohol, but I started to feel a bit adventurous. If Alan could play around, so could I. Who knows who could outplay the other? Like I was betting, I didn’t refuse any drinks from the men. I drank until my head was spinning, and then the man I was with held my waist and whispered in my ear, “Let's go somewhere private, where I can serve you well. How about it?” I nodded without saying a word, leaning into his arms, which clearly showed my intentions. Lucy patted the man's shoulder and warned him, “Show your best skills. If you don’t make my friend happy, I’ll take back the opportunity I promised you.” The man nodded earnestly and helped me out the door. I was wearing light clothes, and I could feel the heat from his body through the fabric. Combined with the drunken haze, I felt a strange sense of relaxation. Except, I didn’t like his scent. I preferred Alan’s subtle, fresh sea salt fragrance. After a while, I realized I was still thinking about Alan. Annoy