Jessica asked Stanley for a kiss.
Stanley’s eyes lingered on Jessica’s delicate, rosy face. Compared to Wendy’s small, delicate features, Jessica’s was a vision of youthful allure, soft and inviting. Where Wendy seemed to always frustrate him and leave him annoyed, Jessica was a breath of fresh air–graceful and easy to be around.
Stanley slowly lowered his head toward her…
Meanwhile, Wendy and Halsey had a drink or two and spent a little time at the bar before deciding to head home. They stepped out onto the bustling street, hoping to grab a taxi.
However, the area was busy, and there weren’t many taxis passing by.
Wendy thought of an idea. “Halsey, how about we just rent a bike and ride back?”
Halsey raised an eyebrow. “No need, Wendy. I’ll just call my cousin and have him send a car over.”
“Cousin? Halsey, you have a cousin?” Wendy asked, intrigued.
Halsey gave a mysterious wink. “Yep.”
“Well, I think it’s fine. It’s getting pretty late. No need to bother your cousin.”
But Halsey had already pulled out her phone and dialed. “My cousin is out with his mistress right now, so I might as well give him something to do.”
Wendy was shocked. “Your cousin has a mistress?”
“Yep. He’s married but doesn’t like his wife. Instead, he’s out there with some shameless mistress. He’s nothing but a scumbag!”
Wendy couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Halsey had a scumbag cousin?
But the more she thought about it, the more it seemed familiar–the story of that unlucky wife seemed eerily similar to her own. Maybe they were both just women caught in the same unfortunate situation.
Back in the luxurious lounge, Stanley had moved even closer to Jessica, and they were about to kiss.
Jessica could smell his sophisticated, cool scent, faintly tinged with alcohol. Her whole body softened under his
presence.
Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, waiting for the kiss she was sure was coming.
But instead of the kiss, she heard Stanley’s low, rich voice. Your lipstick is smudged.”
What?
Jessica’s eyes flew open in surprise.
Just then, the sound of a phone ringing broke the tension in the air. Stanley reached for his phone, pushing her gently away as he answered.
Jessica stood up, frustrated, and took out a small mirror from her Chanel bag. She realized that while she had been touching up her lipstick earlier, she had applied it too heavily, causing it to smudge at the corners of her lips.
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She quickly dabbed it off with a tissue, irritated with herself
Meanwhile, Stanley stood and moved toward the floor–to–ceiling window. His voice was calm as he spoke into the phone. “Bebe.”
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