This scene is what I first had in mind for Lisa and Michael meeting, but it didn't feel right. I like the scene in the book better. It's sexier and leaves you wanting more. My intention was for Lisa and Jasmine to compete for Michael's attention and then Michael to make a fool of himself, but ultimately I went in a different direction. What do you think?
“Damn. Get it, girl,” Lisa shouted. Sam seemed to be completely unaware of Lisa’s presence. She was focused on Preston who had his hands all over her body as his lips grazed her neck. Lisa was surprised to see Preston dancing at all. After all this wasn’t a waltz. It was hard to look away from them, but Lisa started feeling down. Her best friend was thrown into another life, and it was a fabulous life, but she wouldn’t have time for her anymore. This was the beginning of the end. Lisa excused herself from the dance floor and went to have a seat. She sipped on some champagne that was chilling at their table and swayed to the music. Two songs later, Sam and Preston came over.
Preston leaned down and gave Lisa a hug. “Good to see you, Lisa,” he said.
“You too. I had no idea you could dance like that,” Lisa said.
Preston smiled. “Sam brings it out of me.”
It took everything Lisa could muster not to roll her eyes.
Sam sat next to Lisa. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing.” Lisa looked up at Preston.
Sam turned to Preston. “Baby, can you bring me a drink?” she asked.
Preston gave her a nod and left.
“We have drinks here. I’m fine,” Lisa said.
“Lisa, talk to me.”
“Sam, I said I’m fine.”
Sam just looked at her.
Lisa let out a deep breath. “You won’t have time for me anymore,” she said.
“You’re my family. I’ll always have time for you,” Sam said.
“That’s easier said than done. You are completely wrapped up in old boy, and why shouldn’t you be?”
“Chicks over dicks. That’s how we roll. Preston’s going to have to understand. I’m not leaving my best friend behind. Although, it may make the honeymoon a bit awkward.” She pinched Lisa’s cheek.
“I want to believe that. It’s just when he came in the room it was all about you and him. How did he even know we were here?”
“He probably tracked my phone or something.”
“And you’re okay with that?”
“He works in security, and we don’t keep secrets.”
“I thought it was going to be just the girls tonight.”
“Well, I’m sure he thought we’d be at home looking at color schemes and themes.”
“I’m probably just overthinking, I guess,” Lisa said.
“You need to get together because your guy is here. I planned on introducing you two later, but fate had something else in mind, and even though I hate his ass right now, I love you more. You should meet him.”
“Where is he?”
“He’s at the bar with Preston. His name is Michael, and he’s fine as hell, and he’s Preston’s best friend and business partner, and when you two hit it off I’m sure you’ll get tired of how much time we’ll spend together.”
Lisa looked toward the bar. Her heart beat raced. “Him?” she asked. She couldn’t see his face. His back was turned to them, but what a back it was. All Lisa could see was his big, broad shoulders. He was almost as tall as Preston, and he was just as muscular.
“Yes, him. We should get over there. It looks like Jasmine is about to hump his leg.”
“I don’t know.”
“Excuse me. I know you of all people are not about to turn down this fine ass man,” Sam said.\
“I can’t even see his face,” Lisa said.
“That’s why we’re going over there.”
“I hate set ups.
“You’ll thank me later.” Sam adjusted Lisa’s hair. “Smile.” Lisa obliged. “Perfect. Let’s go.”
“I don’t know.”
Sam pulled out her phone and tapped the screen a few times. “This is him.”
“Okay let’s go,” Lisa said.
As they approached, Lisa watched Jasmine run her finger down Michael’s arm. He wasn’t even looking at her, but she was determined. The lust in her eyes was insane.
“Michael,” Sam said when they reached the bar.
“Well, if it isn’t my bestie, Samantha,” Michael said as he turned around taking a sip of his drink.
Sam rolled her eyes. “I still have every intention of kicking your ass, but right now I want you to meet my real friend, Lisa. Lisa, this is my ex friend Michael,” Sam said.
Michael took one look at her and spit out his drink.
“What the hell,” Lisa shouted.
“Michael!” Sam shouted. She tried and failed to hold in her laughter.
“Fuck me,” Michael said. “That was an accident.” He stared at Lisa and licked his lips. His eyes flashed green.