"Well, it was nice to meet you." I said, smiling.
He smiled back, "It was a pleasure to meet you too."
He gave me a hug and left. After he had left I checked the time on my phone and decided it's time for me to leave too. I made a quick call to Baxter as I walked to the main entrance.
"Jillian! Wait up!" I heard someone yell behind me. I put my phone back in my clutch and turned around. Kat was running towards me with a little box in her hand.
"Hey, are you leaving?" she asked, a little bit out of breath.
"Yes, it's getting late." I replied, eyeing the beautiful box she had in her hand.
"Well." she said, "This is for Ximena." She handed me the beautiful golden box.
"Well, thank you, I will give it to her tomorrow." I said.
She smiled. "Thanks for being here; I hope to see you again."
"Likewise." I gave her a hug and walked away.
I walked outside and waited for Baxter to come pick me up. "It will take a while." he had said in the phone, "There's so much traffic."
"Dammit!" I cursed when there was still no sight of Baxter after ten minutes of waiting. I needed to go to the restroom so bad. I walked back inside and searched for the bathroom. When I found it, I heard heavy breathing coming out of one of the stalls. I just ignored it and went into an empty stall. After I was done I washed my hands and fixed my hair.
Then, the door of the stall where the heavy breathing was coming from opened. The first thing I saw in the mirror was a girl in black lacy underwear and red stilettos, makeup smudged all over her face, looking like the Joker.
But she wasn't the one that caught my attention. It was the person who she was with. In his Calvin Klein underwear, white shirt on the floor, and a startled expression on his face that was covered in red lipstick stood the one and only Marco Vasilios.
My eyes widened in shock. Not because I saw him almost naked, but because the girl he was with didn't look anything like the one he brought earlier!
Jillian Malik P.O.V
"And then he brought me to the Eiffel tower and proposed!" Ximena squealed happily as she holds up her ring finger, showing me her engagement ring. A huge diamond rock, which probably must have cost a fortune.
"Congratulations!" I said happily. I was so genuinely happy for her since she and Blake were high school sweethearts. "When is the wedding?" I asked.
"I don't know yet, Blake wants to have it in December."
"Isn't that too early?" December is in a couple of months, I don't know if it will be enough to plan a millionaire's wedding. Blake Anderson was the son of the millionaire Damon and Catherine Anderson. When Damon and Catherine died a couple years ago in a car crash, Blake inherited everything from his parents. He also was the only heir of his dad's company Anderson enterprises.
"Yeah, but Blake told me he would make sure everything will be perfect and I don't need to worry. And by the way I want you to be my maid of honor." she took a bite of her Taco and then looked at me. "Why are you so quiet?"
If only she knew why I was so quiet. Seeing Marco in his underwear is not something that I can forget easily, especially when he has a six pack and a V-line. He was shocked when he saw me. "I'm so sorry that you have to witness this!" he apologized, his face turning red from embarrassment. His little girl on the other hand, wasn't even a slightly bit embarrassed. Instead she was grinding herself on Marco while he was trying to apologize to me. I didn't reply to his apology instead I hurriedly walked outside. I mean, what should I have said? Yes, it's okay I forgive you? If only that was so easy, his hot body is still taking up most space in my brain.
"Hey! Earth to Jillian!" Ximena snapped her fingers in my face.
I shook my head and smiled sheepishly at her. "Sorry, I was zoning out."
"Did something happen at the party that you haven't told me about?" she asked lifting her eyebrows.
I shook my head. "Nope." I lied and tried to conceal it with a fake smile. I can't possibly tell her that I saw her brother in his underwear with this girl making out in the restroom of GoldBar. She would freak out.
"Anyways what do you think of the liquid lipsticks?" I asked instead.
"They are nice, but I wish they we---," The moment Ximena started talking again, I zoned out.
..........
"No way!" Reina shouted as she covered her mouth with her hands. Her face was beet red and her eyes were so wide, I was afraid they would fall off.
"You.saw.the.Marco.Vasilios.naked?"
When I came home from work Reina was already waiting for me on the living room couch with a bottle of wine in her hand. I knew from the moment I walked in that it would be story time night.
"I want you to tell me everything what happened at the party in details." she said emphasizing the word details.
I sighed and roll my eyes for the hundredth time. "I didn't saw him naked." I said once again. "He wore his boxer’s shorts or underwear, whatever you call them."
Reina didn't like it when I said that I saw Marco in his underwear. "It is boxers shorts for boys and underwear for girls." she said in a matter-of-fact tone. I know that it didn't matter and that girls also wear boxer shorts - especially when they are on their period- because it's more comfortable. But Reina is being Reina and she can be really weird sometimes
"The fact is that you saw him almost naked." Reina squeaked, "Meu Deus was he big?"
My eyes widened instantly at her question. "Reina! How should I know, I wasn't the one that was with him in the stall."
"I know." she chuckled, taking a sip of her wine. "What I mean is, it probably must have shown right. Through the thin fabric of his boxers? Like a huge bubble? Do you know---?"
"Reina!" I interjected her with a horrified expression. I was trying to erase the whole bathroom incident from my brains, but she is not helping.
"No, no, you should tell me."
I took a deep breath before answering her question. "Yes, he was huge, if that answers your question."