Linger

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With Jen leaving, Ethan had no desire to stay at The Seductress any longer. He was pleased to have made plans to see Jen the next day, and he knew exactly what he was going to do. Having invited Sara to come along, he had to rope Zane in to the day. He knew it was going to be tough to convince Zane to come along, considering her barely managed to get Zane out that night.

Ethan scanned the room and found Johnny on the dance floor with a woman. He didn't want to interrupt their night, but it was time to go. Ethan walked over to Johnny and said, "Hey buddy, sorry to cut your night short, but let me fill you in. Zane bailed on us about an hour ago, but he instructed the valet manager to give us a ride home."

Ethan noticed a flash of anger on Johnny's face, "I can't believe that fucker left us!"

Ethan would have been angry too, but he knew that his mood was tamed because of his exchange with Jen. "Yeah Johnny, I know. Let it go for now. Let's get out of here," pleased Ethan.

"Fine! But Zane is going to hear it!" scowled Johnny. He quickly said bye to the woman he was dancing with, and they made their way towards the exit of the club. Chuck was waiting for them just outside the club, and as promised, he took them both home.

As soon as Ethan got home, he grabbed his phone and dialed Zane. "Hey Zane, what happened to you tonight? You totally bailed on us!"

Zane didn't want to admit that he chased a stranger out of the club and followed her home. Zane quickly thought of something that he could tell Ethan without sounding like he had gone crazy. "Some cougar was hitting on me. You seemed to hit it off with that waitress, and Johnny was having fun too. I told you I didn't want to come out tonight, and I only came for your birthday. I saw you two having a good time, so I left and didn't want to interrupt you. Besides, why the hell are you calling me? It's your birthday, and the way you and that waitress were getting along, I was sure you'd be fucking her right now instead of calling me! Don't tell me you're already done," teased Zane.

Damn, Zane was right. He should be peeling Jen's clothes off right now, but he was sitting here arguing with Zane instead. "Alright Zane, shut up! Listen, she's not the waitress, her name is Jen. She is the club manager, and don't you worry. I'll be seeing more of her soon." Ethan surprised himself when he noticed he was defending Jen and didn't want to talk about all the things he wanted to do to her in bed with Zane. "Zane, you're coming to my house tomorrow at 11am. Don't be late."

"I'm not coming, Ethan! I've had enough fun for the week," said Zane.

"Listen, you owe me for ditching me tonight. Jen is coming over, and I'll have a few others over as well. It'll be...entertaining." Ethan didn't want to tell Zane that Sara was going to be there, although Zane still only knew her as Destiny. He wanted Zane to show up so that he could study Zane's reaction when he saw Sara again. It was a perfect plan!

When Zane heard that Jen was going to be there, he suddenly caved. He knew that Jen must know more about Destiny since they worked together, and he was determined to learn more about her. "Alright Ethan, I'll come. But I'm only coming for an hour."

Ethan was pleased at his ability to persuade Zane, but he was surprised he didn't have to put up a big fight either. "Alright, whatever. I'll see you tomorrow! Bring your swimsuit." And before Zane could say another word, Ethan disconnected the call.

Zane had just gotten home after seeing Destiny crying in her room. He doesn't remember how he made it home. He just kept seeing images of Destiny sobbing in his head. When he pulled up to the gates of his home, he was surprised that he subconsciously made it home. Why was he so consumed with the thought of this woman? He has seen plenty of women cry. In fact, he had been the cause of many women crying. He had seen beautiful women of every ethnicity, all throwing themselves at him. But no one lingered on his mind for even a second. Why her?

He couldn't understand what was happening, but he needed to get a grip. He decided to take a cold shower to try to sober his thoughts up and get to bed.