Page 3 of Colin (The Doherty Mafia)
Nolan and Brendan had already found some chicks to talk to. Aidan and Killian stood with me, drinking and making jokes about the bar and its abominable music.
“Who enjoys this stuff?” Killian complained, knocking back another glass of whisky.
“Clearly a big bar full of people,” I replied. Aidan nodded, looking around at the people falling over each other.
“Sometimes, it’s interesting to see how another crowd lives,” Aidan added.
“And gain what from the experience?” Killian asked.
“A chick to bang,” I murmured, looking over his shoulder at the brunette who was dancing at some distance.
It was the first time she caught my eye but I wasn’t going to be able to look away. Killian followed my line of view until he saw her too.
“Man, I’m relieved I’m out of the game,” he said with a sigh. I didn’t believe it for a second. Why would you want to be out of a game when you could procure delicious meat like this one?
“I don’t think Colin is actually listening to you,” Aidan said. But he was right, I wasn’t listening to either of them.
All I could do was watch the way the girl moved her body.
She was wearing a black dress with a low neckline that showed off her heavy cleavage. She had very wide hips that curved spectacularly. Her ass jiggled when she moved her body from side to side.
It was obvious that she was completely lost in the music. She hardly even noticed the guy who was dancing with her. This guy had one hand on her hip and his eyes were fixed on her tits the same way mine were.
She had the kind of body that would turn heads wherever she went. Her ass, her thick thighs, her long dark hair that swirled around her shoulders as she moved to the beat.
She thrashed her head from side to side in tune with the music. Her eyes were pressed close. She was in her own world, and she had no idea I was just about to land in it.
My brothers didn’t try to hold me back as I weaved my way through the crowd in the direction of the girl who danced like nobody was watching.
It was a phrase I’d heard often but never witnessed on full display before.
There was something about this chick I knew I had to have.
Neither the guy dancing with her, nor she saw me coming. There were too many people around and the music was very loud.
I stood behind her, watching her move, like I was transfixed by the sight. I hadn’t even taken a good look at her face yet. She didn’t stand still long enough for that.
I watched as the guy with her leaned in to whisper something in her ear, but she kept dancing like she hadn’t heard a word. I wasn’t sure if she was drunk or just high on the music—but whatever it was, I wanted some of it.
I was about to reach out and touch her, but instead I stepped up to the guy. He saw me before the girl did.
“Hey!” he yelled over the music when I grabbed his elbow and yanked his arm away from her hip. She finally opened her eyes when she sensed movement. “What the fuck are you doing, man?”
The guy was as annoying as a fly buzzing dangerously close to my face. I said nothing but put my hands on his shoulders and gave him a shove. He stumbled backwards, his eyes were crazed and wide. He looked more shocked than angry at this point—not expecting this to happen in the middle of him coming on to this chick.
“What the fuck, man?” he groaned again when I squared up to him. The girl hadn’t said anything, but just stood back, watching us. I could sense her eyes on me—on my back. I stood between her and her ex-dance partner.
Or boyfriend? I didn’t give a shit.
I needed to hear her voice.
“All you have to do is walk away,” I said, peering into his eyes.
He considered the problem, searching my eyes, trying to sum me up. I said nothing more, giving him time to decide. I was willing to take it as far as it had to go to have this girl for the night.
Maybe he saw it in my eyes. He knew what I was capable of. Either way, he took a few steps back.
“You’re a smart guy,” I said and he gritted his teeth. He wasn’t taking it as a compliment.
I waited until he took a few more steps back and then got sucked into the crowd of drunken revelers.
I turned and saw the girl staring at me. Surprisingly, she didn’t look as shocked as the guy had. She had stopped dancing by then and had her arms crossed over her tits. She had very blue eyes, they were large and wise.
