More flirting

As you bring Whitney Port the drink she told you to get for her, you can't help but notice that she is once again checking you out as much as you are checking her out.

"That girl wants me," you say to yourself, and you're shocked by the words coming out of your own mouth, since you're usually not that cocky.

"I thought you'd never come back," she teases you, her hand resting on your arm as you put a hand on her thigh, things starting to progress at a satisfactory rate as far as you were concerned.

"I don't usually do this, because I normally don't care," you tell her, placing all of your cards on the table for her, "but if you're gonna be married soon, why are so openly flirting with me Whitney?"

Whatever the answer was, you say to yourself, at least it will be out in the open before things go any further between you, which certainly seems possible.

"Funny you should ask that John," she begins, letting you creep your hand a little closer to the area between her legs, "because I actually did have a reason for waving you over here."