Zoe came back and took the cocktail drink that they ordered. Since Donovan wasn't moving from the front seat, she sat on his lap and reached his face with a big smile. He stared into her deep gray eyes that seemed to be changing colors. He just realized that Charlotte would wear eyeglasses. He reached her chin as Lesley complained.
"Please, not in front of me. I feel sick every time I see you guys like that." Lesley complained as Jace nodded his head, agreeing with her.
"Hmm," Zoe smiled as she stood from Dono's lap and reached her chin. "Hey, don't be jealous. We will have fun on the dance floor later."
Donovan was surprised, her ass was close to his face and he pulled her waist down so she would sit down and behave.
"Food first." He said as their food came up. Donovan gently pushed Zoe to sit beside her. He blocked her from the view of other people as he placed his hand on her bare knee. She was busy eating and complimenting the food and Lesley was the same. Donovan wasn't touching any food and it caught Zoe's attention.
"Here," She fed him from her spoon and Donovan didn't hesitate to eat it. Donovan dislikes it when it was unsanitary like that but since it's Zoe, they already had shared the saliva before. He doesn't mind. Lesley was surprised as well as Jace. He moved closer to her wanting to be fed. Zoe continued eating and didn't realize that he was like that so she gave him more. "I need to gain weight. Can we order pizza?" She asked as Jace quickly raised his hand at the waiter who approached them quickly. She checked the menu and pointed to the creamy dip spinach. Then, she added a thin crust.
She smiled as Donovan already imagined her plump. He likes it already. He would shove his face between her full-fat buttocks and then her breasts. He was already planning on how to fuck her until she won't able to walk. He's sure that Zoe wants that. She's a seductress and if she kept doing it, he wouldn't just keep his hands on her. He would devour her whole. Then, she continued eating as he started eating as well from whatever food that Zoe was shoving into his mouth.
"I never thought that you would eat food from someone else's hand," Lesley said. Donovan was known for not eating with anything that uses bare hands. All of his Chefs were using gloves for every food he ate. He watched them cook as well before it was served to him. He was also controlling but somehow, seeing how Zoe shoves food into his mouth as he had stopped thinking of gross things. He had that kind of habit and his psychiatrist would try to do everything to make him eat normal food.
"It's good right?" She smiled at him as he nodded his head.
Lesley was waiting for the time when he would rush to the toilet and throw it all up. But he didn't. He endured it every time. Finally, they had their drink and Zoe was standing by the round long table for cocktails while Donovan was standing behind her, his hand over her waist as she shakes a little. Lesley nudged Jace's arm and led her away from the couple.
"Is this real? He won't throw up, right?"
"Everything was just in his mind. He's paranoid about his food." Jace said. They know the reason why he's paranoid, or why he never eats someone else's cook unless it was prepared in front of him and it starts ever when he was young.
"Here," Zoe handed the cocktail drink to Donovan. "That's the only thing that you should drink for tonight. I will get drunk. Okay?"
"Hmm," he nodded and shoved his face to her neck. She smelled wonderful. The one he smelled when she saved him from death. She was sweaty from dancing and had a natural good smell. He reached her tummy and caressed it with his crotch pressed to her back.
She turned her head to him and smiled as she opened a few buttons from his shirt. Both of them were so into each other that they forgot that they were in the bar that he owns and some regular ladies he had hooked up with him. Donovan doesn't kiss anyone in the mouth. Not even any women he had slept with. He would just fuck and go. And she was the first one whom he had kissed on the mouth. It might be his first kiss with an actual tongue. Lots of women had forced their lips to his and they ended up embarrassed.
"This is creeping me out. Is he changing just for her? Just to sleep with her?" Lesley asked Jace and rubbed her arms. He removed his coat and placed it over her shoulder to warm her.
"You should be happy that he's willing to jump from that height to keep her. Charlotte or Zoe had no idea of what he'd been through."
"And we don't know about her either. But I am willing to be with her." Lesley looked confident and determined.
"Do you have a crush on her? Are you a lesbian now?" He crossed his arms.
"No. I am not a lesbian. But look at her. She's a beauty and she's just amazing. She can kill men with that petite figure and she has that adorable innocent face."
Jace gaped when Donovan felt her under that dress skirt that she was wearing.
"Shit." He looked away quickly as Lesley gaped at how perverted her brother was. It seems that Donovan was frowning at her while Zoe smiled lopsidedly. "Alright, are they officially a couple? I mean, both of them had a mental illness. Donovan is a very dominating, control freak, and clean freak, not to mention that he's obsessive-compulsive. While she had a split personality and every personality had that kind of mental problem. Do you think that they will end well?"
"Huh," She shook her head. "Let's have some hope. Look at that. He had eaten food here? And from her spoon. That's one step. I think Doctor Blanche will be grateful for this outcome. Don't you think so?"
"Yeah."
Donovan was still glaring at her for wearing a thong. He can feel her full buttocks and she's already teasing him.
"Alright, look at those ladies. They are the ones that he used to sleep with." Jace mumbled. Lesley tried to search. "Eight o'clock." Lesley turned to her left at the angle of eight o'clock. She gaped as they were like predators looking down at their prey which is Zoe.
"Oh, indeed."
"Donovan never kissed anyone by the lips yet he's doing it with Zoe or Charlotte."
"Interesting." Lesley knew that as well. Donovan felt that it was unsanitary yet he fuck ladies but with condoms on.
Zoe started dancing in front of him and pressing her butt to his crotch. She lifted her drink and waved at Lesley. Lesley smiled and pulled Jace along with her. They drank a shot of tequila as Lesley started drinking another after another with Zoe. Jae and Donovan were drinking iced tea after a shot of tequila. Soon, Jace and Donovan watched as Lesley and Zoe were having fun on the dance floor. They were giggling and shaking their booty.
"I can see her bottom," Donovan grumbled. "Who invented the thong?"
Jace shrugged and sneered in disappointment when the two were nearly kissing lips to lips. That's when Jace quickly pulled them away from the dance floor. And just in time when he noticed that the woman that Donovan had slept with had a drink in her hand and intended to throw it on Zoe.
"My Don," Zoe grumbled and threw her arms around Donovan as they kissed again. He removed his coat and put it on her to cover her back. "I'm drunk." She giggled. "I need a bathroom, please."
He nodded and held her as he led her to the VIP room exclusive only to him and took her there to the bathroom. He gave her privacy and shortly, she came back nearly stumbling.
"Dono," She spread her arms as he wrapped his coat around her and picked her up. "You won't use me like your other women, right?"
"Of course not." He grumbled and took her downstairs. His bodyguards were following them of course and Jace already had Lesley who had passed out in his arms. They used the exit directly to the parking lot and their limo was already waiting. Jace looked at his wristwatch after he put Lesley on her seat and covered him with the blanket from the compartment in the limo.
"Wow, it's exactly midnight. I think the girls had fun." Jace said. "I got a vomit bag somewhere here." He said and looked around. They arrived home safely without any of the girls vomiting on the luxury car and them.
Donovan carried Zoe like a feather as he took her to her room. She moaned and mumbled something. She got up suddenly and dashed to the bathroom and vomited in the toilet. He sighed as he followed her and rubbed her back as she continued vomiting. Then, she got up and washed her mouth by the sink. She stared at her face in the mirror with a frown.
"Damn, I'm drunk."
"Wanna fuck?" he asked as she turned to him with that frown.
"No." She glared at him. "That's not how you ask a lady."