Rose Byrne in Christopher Kane photographed by Max Abadian for Flare, August 2012
“I do appreciate that, I certainly didn’t want to get sick while driving home,” he teased. When she mentioned her brother, his whole body tensed. Just the thought of Xavier finding out sent chills down his spine. “I rather not think about what Xavier might do if he found out his beloved sister and close friend are gay.” He said.
“True. He is rather frightening, even for me. But I have him trained well.” She smirked, running her hands through her hair as she leaned back in the car seat, staring at the view as the car quickly skimmed passed it. Almost a fourty minutes later, the pair arrived back in Eden, once the car was parked and Anita was out of the car, she smiled at Andrew. “Thank you for you company this evening, I really enjoyed it.”
A loud laugh left her lips as she got into the passengers seat. “Oh, don’t test me.” She teased, rolling her eyes playfully, doing up her seat belt. “So, any luck with the fine gentleman you had your eye on this evening?” Anita pryed, raising her eyebrow curiously, her…
“I guess you could say that.” She smirked, licking her lips and running her hands through her lucious locks. “She wasn’t the best I’ve ever had, but that tongue, oh—” She quickly stopped herself mid-sentence, chuckling slightly. “I won’t go into the detail.” The princess laughed. “And god, if my dear brother Xavier knew about the shenannigins we just got up to, he’d go fucking nuts. But thank god, he won’t know. Ever.” Anita always knew that if her brother ever found out about her sexuality, he’d be furious, then heartbroken.
Both had their eyes on the prizes and were off. Andrew and the man discussed a variety of topics, one including they both were married. Of course, marriage meant absolutely nothing to him. After one too many drinks, they ended up in a hotel room. Things between them were aggressive and once they were finished the man decided to leave right afterwards to go back home to his wife, while Andrew remained there lying on the bed. Some part of him felt disgusted by his actions, but hell he was only playing the cards he was dealt. Eventually he received Anita’s text and got up and got dressed. Driving to the tavern, he pulled up and rolled down his window and smirked. “If I didn’t think you could kick my ass, I would ask you what your rates are.” He teased. “Come on, we better get back.”
A loud laugh left her lips as she got into the passengers seat. “Oh, don’t test me.” She teased, rolling her eyes playfully, doing up her seat belt. “So, any luck with the fine gentleman you had your eye on this evening?” Anita pryed, raising her eyebrow curiously, her focus on him.
Andrew’s eyes swayed towards the Hispanic woman and he shrugged, “I suppose, though I much prefer something with a cock and broad shoulders.” Downing part of his drink, he continued to look for a potential fuck. “I’ll let you be, good luck with her.” He said as he grabbed his glass and started to head towards the corner to get a better look at a man that caught his attention.
Anita laughed at his statement, waving him goodbye as he left to pursue the man he had his eye on, and the princess thought she should do the same. So, she approached the woman, they started conversing, drank and drank and one thing led to another and the two found themselves in a hotel room, tangled up together in the sheets. After all was done, and Anita was dressed and ready to go back to the castle, she texted Andrew, telling him to meet her at the tavern once he had “concluded business”. The woman stood in front of the establishment, waiting for the man as she smoked a cigarette. Going through the night’s pleasurable events in her head once again.
ooc; seriously don’t make me blush but thanks baby
“Anita would be fine.” The Princess smiled at him as the bartender handed them both their drinks, and she smiled kindly at the young man and turned back to Andrew. “He’s kinda cute.” She chuckled, whispering to Andrew as she had a rather large sip of her martini.
“As you wish,” he said as the bartender handed the two of them their drinks. A brow raised as he titled his head to get a better view of the bartender. “He might be doable.” He said as his eyes continued to scan the bar for a possible fuck. “Now is there a lucky lady in here that you might have your eye on? I am curious on your taste,” he said as he took a chug from his beer. “Do you know if there is a local hotel nearby? I figured if we both get lucky, we can just head there for our fun, and then once we are finished head back home.”
She raised an eyebrow, as she scanned the room for attractive females that suited her. She soon laid eyes on a gorgeous hispanic woman, probably in her late 20’s, and Anita smirked. “That woman is easy on the eyes.” She laughed, pointing out the woman to him. “And yes, there happens to be one down the road, I saw a sign as we came through.”