by R. R. Banks
“I did,” Hannah replied politely as she sat down in a chair across from the couch. “And in case you’re curious, it was pretty good.”
Trisha smiled as Alexis reached forward and grabbed one of the empty wine glasses and the bottle to help herself. “Are you and Jonathan going to make an item of yourselves?”
Hannah smiled as she joined Alexis on the table in between the couch and chairs, grabbing an empty glass and filling it up with the bottle already there. “No,” she said quickly and astutely. “He and I are both traveling two different paths in our lives right now and I don’t think it’d be healthy for us to come together.”
She smirked as she thought about the details of the two in the restroom the previous night. “How good was it?” asked Trisha as she looked on at Hannah sitting back in the chair with a glass of white wine in her hand.
“It was what I expected,” replied Hannah with a coy grin. “I’ve had a few better experiences, but not many. It was definitely worth the wait.”
Trisha laughed as Alexis shook her head in disbelief, not knowing what all will emerge from the mouth of her best friend. “I swear, Hannah. Do you just want to give Trisha all of the details you gave me last night on the way home?”
“She can if she wants,” said Trisha as she hinted to Hannah, wanting the details of her experience to satisfy her own morbid curiosity. “I’d love to hear more about what all Jonathan is packing.”
Hannah looked over at Alexis who shook her head subtly, alerting her not to delve into the egregious details of the encounter. “You know, how about I just say that it was exactly as you would expect and I wasn’t upset by it,” she said awkwardly, trying to respect Alexis’ wishes while still teasing Trisha.
“Look, Alexis, I don’t know how Hannah feels about this, but I can tell you from experience. The easiest way to get over a bad relationship is to put something new in front of you,” stated Trisha as she sipped on her wine. “It might be good for you to unwind and just let something happen. It could help you get over what’s ailing you.”
“I’ve told her that, Trisha,” said Hannah with a concerned scowl. “I’ve told her that the easiest way to get over a man is to get under another one.”
Alexis swallowed a large sip of wine as she started to laugh at Hannah, appreciating her nonchalant attitude about men. “What was that?”
Hannah smirked as she watched Alexis wipe the wine off of the corners of her mouth. “The best and easiest way to get over a man is to get under another one.”
Trisha looked at Alexis as she tried her best to comprehend the words that were coming from her best friend. “She’s right, Alexis,” confirmed Trisha. “I never mourn relationships anymore because I just find something else that catches my eye.” She paused as she motioned for the waitress to bring them another bottle of wine. “Alexis, I don’t know how you feel about relationships and what exactly you’re after in a man, but I can tell you that once I’m done with a man, or he is done with me, I move on. I find something else to take my mind off of him and it always works.”
“Yeah, dwelling on someone never ends well,” continued Hannah. “I know I sleep around a little bit, but if and when I ever end up in a relationship, which is rare, I don’t get too wrapped up in the details when it’s over.”
“But you’re not programmed like me, Hannah,” quipped Alexis as she sat her wine glass down on the table in front of her. “I was in a relationship for three years while you were experiencing many different men. I can’t do that.”
Hannah smiled as she leaned back in her chair. “I’m not telling you to go become an exquisite slut. I’m saying you need to find a way to cope and the best way for you to do this might be to let go of your inhibitions and see what happens. Maybe the touch of a different man will be what changes your mind and helps you move on.”
Alexis breathed slowly as she thought about what Hannah and Trisha were telling her, knowing that she needed to move on from her ex but not knowing how to do it. She was never good at handling loss or rejection and knew that this journey could be an epic struggle. Her eyes wandered around the bar, noticing all of the men there with their companions, though some were with a few other men. She thought about her options and whether or not she should take Hannah and Trisha up on their advice.
Trisha looked out across the wine loft to see three men, all wearing suits and looking as if they had just left a business meeting, sitting at the far end near a fireplace. “How do you ladies feel about some company? Maybe we can help Alexis get over her struggle through some force.”
Alexis turned and looked back at Trisha, who was eyeing a stunning looking blonde in a black suit. “I think I could handle it,” she said as she looked at another of the men with Hannah fixating on them as well. The three men sat together and turned, noticing the three ladies looking over at them. Trisha, being as flirty and forward as she appeared to be, motioned with her head for them to come join them without getting up from her chair.
“This could get interesting,” said Hannah under her breath as she looked at the three men stand up and walk toward them. “Are we all picking off one of them or are we going to fight over the ones we want and just leave the rest for scraps?”
Alexis chuckled as she overheard her, keeping her eyes fixated on the three men as they made it across the floor, each carrying their own glass of wine. “Ladies, you look lonely?” said the first man as he stood in front of the small station, looking down on them with his glass in his hand. “Might we join you and rectify this situation?”
Trisha turned back and looked at Alexis and Hannah, both smiling as they looked at the eye candy that was joining them. Two of the men sat next to Alexis and Trisha on the couch while the third sat next to Hannah in the chair that faced it. The first man, who spoke to the group, was Davis Nichols, a real estate broker in Manhattan who was incredibly successful at moving condos and apartments, as well as controlling property and selling it when the time was right for a hefty profit. He was very confident and had a way with words, making his approach to the ladies very calm, suave, and natural.
Sitting on the couch next to Alexis was Stephen Maxwell, a close friend of Davis’ and a very successful option trader. He was smart, calculating, and knew when and how to take the best risks for the optimal success. He positioned himself next to Alexis, looking at her with a soft, subtle gaze that she matched with an inviting stare.
Chapter 3
Trisha and Hannah walked in front of the two men they picked up in the wine loft, staying about five feet in front of them as they strolled down the street on the way to Trisha’s hotel. With a slight buzz from the bottles of wine they consumed, both Trisha and Hannah had a smile on their face. “What a night,” said Hannah as she looked over her shoulder at Davis and Edward walking closely behind them, though keeping enough distance to allow the girls some privacy. “How did you manage to get three men to come join us?”
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