CHAPTER 8:BRUNETTE LOVER
Stanley looked at the blonde girl staring at him, he scoffed and looked away. He was in a club with his friend, Justin Dickson. They were at the bar side. He focused on his phone, sipping from glass of cognac. He scrolled through his phone, his eye caught sight ofthe trending news about his brother,he gave a wide smile. He imagined the look on his brother's face . His brother is an overthinker.
"What's with the cocky smile" Justin asked, sipping from his glass of tequila.
"Dickson, this is fucking hilarious"
"First, enough of the Dickson. It doesn't suit me" he warned.
"It does considering the way you fuck any lady" Stanley fired back. Justin glared at him murderously.
"So what's making you smile sheepishly" Justin asked.
"I'm just trying to imagine the look on my brother's face when he gets to see this, he must have seen it".
"The video has been taken down. How did you get to see it" Justin asked.
"Ohhh, you seem to forget I have a younger sister" Stanley replied.
"Ohh, yeah. What's her name again? Uhmmm.." He tried remembering her name.
"Hailey" Justin said with certainty.
"Yes, Hailey. Dumb ass" Stanley mocked him
"Whatever but damn, the position I saw your brother in, with the man at the grocery store is hilarious. What a bride" Justin joked.
"That's my brother, man"Stanley tried keeping a straight before he burst into loud laughter
"I see"Justin sipped a little from his drink.
"The blonde lady over there"Justin pointed.
"What about her" Stanley asked losing interest already.
" Don't act like you've not noticed the seductive look she's giving you"
"What about that"Stanley simply asked.
"She's beautiful and sexy, I mean just for the night and for fun. Give her a try" Justin winked.
"You seem to forget that I don't like Blondies.I love brunettes. They are prettier and sexier" He said, getting a hard on already.
"Woah man, I see the love for brunettes" Justin laughed at him.
"I don't mean to bring this up but Arlene was a brunette. Why didn't you go for first" Justin asked out of curiosity.
"My brother beat me to that" The bartender poured him another drink.
"Is that why he has a strong feeling that you really killed her"Justin asked.
"Maybe. Just maybe" .
" The Blondie is heading to this direction"Justin averted his eye.
"Dickson, do not leave when she comes"Stanley pleaded with his eyes.
"I guess I have to act like Dickson this time" Justin smiled.
"Hi handsome, will you pretend like you don't notice me now. I'm right in front of you" She said. Justin gave Stanley a pat on his back and left the bar. Stanley just gave him a hard glare.
"I have and I must say, you are pretty and sexy" He compliments with a fake smile plastered on his face. The Blondie smiled and leaned over him, giving him a kiss. Stanley deepened the kiss, caressing her body .she moaned lightly and he touched her panties, she was wet down there. He could not help but smile in his heart, then he broke the kiss.
"But I don't do Blondies. Not my type" he completed, taking his drink.
"I'm wet for you, handsome and you know that" she tried to kiss him again. He stood up from stool.
"You can get someone to dry it up" He said and walked away. With embarrassment, she stomped her feet on the ground and left. He went out in search of Justin. He pushed past people dancing in the club and saw Justin in a make out session with a redhead bitch. He walked up to them and sat down too. Justin noticed him and stopped. The girl hissed and walked away.
"Make out session destroyed" Justin said with disappointment.
"How was the make out session with the Blondie" Justin asked, smiling mischievously.
"You sly" he said, frowning. Justin laughed
"Just kissed and dumped her"Stanley replied carelessly.
"That was so harsh. So brunette rocks now?"
" Have always rocked. You just haven't noticed" Stanley said.
"Yeah"
"That's because you fuck any lady as long as they are pretty Even redhead bitches"Stanley blurted out.
"You get the point now, man. As long as they are pretty" He demonstrated with his hands. Stanley shook his head negatively.
"How did we become friends, remind me" Stanley asked before getting up.
"I need to drink more" He started walking to the bar side.Justin went after him, he winked at the Blondie Stanley dumped.
Getting to the bar, he met Stanley talking to a brunette already. She wore a short black dress revealing her cleavages. She wore a heavy makeup, sipping her drink as Stanley tried talking to her.
" Man, you ditched me " Justin whispered to him and left in search of the Blondie.
"So, I'm Stanley"he introduced.
"Yeah , I know. I'm Kendra" she said , stretching her hand for a handshake. Stanley took her hands and kisses the back of her palm. She smiled.
"I guess I'm popular"
"Stop that. You've always been"
"Just got to know from a pretty lady today"
"Stop the flatter" she blushed, sipping from her drink gently. They talked for a long time before she stood up to leave.
"Can I drop you off" He asked.
"Yeah, sure" She got up, leading the way. He showed her his car and they got in . He texted Justin first before he drove off.
Justin looked around for the Blondie, checking where she sat before he went to the bar.
"Looking for me?"Someone said behind him.
" Yeah , pretty"he said, looking into her eyes.
"I saw your friend leaving with the brunette. His type right?"
" Yes but you are perfect for me. Let me make it up to you" he flirted with her.
"Sure. You can" she pecked him lightly.
" It's gon'be a long night" he said.
"A really long night. You ready?" She asked seductively.
" Always ready. Just for you" Justin smiled sheepishly.