Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 740 : Drinks and Dancing

*Elio*

As we rode in the car to our hotel, I couldn’t keep my eyes off Caterina’s mouth. Her lips were slightly swollen from what we had just been doing, and it took everything in me to keep myself from taking her mouth in mine.

But we didn’t come all this way just for me to fuck my girl in a hotel room, although that really was my idea of a great night. I wanted to take her out and have some fun.

It had been far too long since we’d been able to go out and let loose, and I knew that a night of dancing and drinking would be exactly what we both needed to relax and forget about the stress we’d been dealing with lately. I had brought her to San Francisco to take her to a nightclub that Leo and I had gone to a few years back. It remained one of my favorite nights out simply because the club was so unique. It had three floors; each with a different theme and completely different vibe. I knew that Cat would absolutely love it.

“I know you have class tomorrow, so I promise I’ll get you back in time, but I wanted to take you out dancing. It’s been too long,” I said in her ear. I knew the closeness would send a pleasant shiver right down to her toes.

She smiled up at me and my heart leaped right out of my damn chest. Lately, I’d often found myself caught in these moments of absolute wonder when it came to Caterina. Everything about her amazed me, and the fact that she loved me was the most amazing of all.

The least I could do was surprise her with little trips like this. I knew it made her feel loved when I took care of everything and made sure that she had a great time.

“Sounds great. And besides, I only have that late class tomorrow. We’ll even be able to sleep in,” she said as she snuggled against my side.

“That sounds amazing. You know how much I love snuggling you in the morning,” I told her as I buried my face in her hair. I inhaled and breathed in the delicate scent of her flowery shampoo.

Fuck, I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to wait until after we went out before getting her in the bed. But I knew she’d want to change, and I didn’t want us to run out of time. I had packed a clingy black dress that I knew she loved wearing and that I sure loved looking at. It dipped low in the front and barely covered her ass. It was perfect for where I was going to take her.

I had also made sure that I brought everything for her to be prepared for school the next day. I knew she thought I didn’t value her education, but I did. I just didn’t want her to overstretch herself, and I knew that I had been asking a lot of her lately.

There was a selfish part of me that wished she was available whenever I was, but there was a much bigger part that was happy that she had something for herself.

When we got to the hotel room, I ordered room service so that we could eat while we got ready. Caterina took over the bathroom and spread her makeup out while I made the call.

After I got off the phone, I went to stand in the bathroom doorway and watched her get ready. She was gorgeous no matter what, but I did love how she looked when she was getting ready for a night out.

She always wore heavy black eye makeup and a red lipstick that made me want to see if it would smear if I kissed her. It was a look that reminded me a lot of the first time we kissed, and I loved thinking about that moment... the moment when all the pieces of my life finally fit together and I realized exactly what I was missing.

Our room service arrived and I answered the door while Cat straightened her hair. I had ordered her favorite pre-drinking meal, chicken strips and french fries. She always insisted that the french fries helped soak up the liquor.

“Thank you,” I told the delivery person before shutting the door and bringing Caterina her food.

“Do you want me to feed you?” I asked, picking up a chicken strip and wiggling it around in front of her face.

She wrinkled her nose. “Ugh, that smells disgusting, they must have undercooked it or something.”

I looked at the chicken strip and tore it in half to check. “No, looks cooked to me,” I said.

I took a bite. It tasted like any other chicken strip.

“I’ll just eat a few of the fries,” Caterina said. “The plane must’ve upset my stomach or something.”

“Suit yourself, just make sure you eat enough to hold your liquor!” I teased her before walking out of the bathroom to get dressed.

Cat was ready to go in record time and before we knew it, we were seated at a VIP table in the nightclub that Leo and I had loved so much. I’d struggled to decide which floor to get a table on, but ultimately went for the basement that had a speakeasy theme.

The top floor was strictly for serious dancing; it had a light-up floor and a DJ who played hard-core EDM. The second floor had various themed nights, but tonight was an R&B night. The dance floor was filled with couples who were tightly wound together as they danced sensuously. I wanted to bring Caterina up there after we had a couple of drinks in the speakeasy.

Once I had her settled at our table, I went to get some drinks. I ordered a couple of lemon drop martinis; her favorite. This night was going to be all about her. Everything I did, I wanted it to be for her enjoyment.

I walked back to our table, balancing our drinks carefully as I watched Cat. She looked up and smiled when she met my eye.

I handed her drink to her and took a sip of my own. “Damn, these are good! That bartender knew what she was doing,” I told her, excited for her to take a sip.

She smiled and held it up to her mouth, but before she could take a drink, she frowned and sat it back down, holding her hand over her mouth.

“What’s wr–” I didn’t have a chance to get the words out before she stood up and rushed off toward the bathroom.

What the hell?

I couldn’t leave our drinks alone, so I sat at our table, waiting for her to come back. I felt horrible leaving her alone when she was potentially getting sick, but I hoped a nice drunk woman in the bathroom would at least hold her hair for her.

After a few moments, she came back out. I studied her face to try and see what was going on, but she had a decidedly blank look. Whatever was up, it seemed like she wanted to hide it from me.

“We need to go,” she said when she got back to my side.

“Are you feeling okay, baby?” I asked, wrapping my arm around her.

I hated the idea of her being sick in a strange place. I wondered if I should just call our pilot and see if he could fly us back home now.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” she said, her voice wavering slightly. “I just want to get back to the hotel. And we need to stop at a pharmacy on the way back.”

My eyebrows shot up. “We don’t need to stop. If you’re sick and you need some medicine, let’s get you directly to the hotel room so you can rest. I’ll send someone out to get you something. I’ll nurse you back to health.”

She shook her head vigorously. “No, I just need to go grab something. I’m fine, I’m not sick. I just need something.”

I wanted to pry more to figure out what she needed, but something about the look on her face warned me to let it drop. When she got like this, it was best to just go along with whatever it was that she wanted. I knew that she wouldn’t agree to anything else.

We went outside where a car was waiting to take us to the hotel. I hadn’t been sure what time we would end up leaving, so I’d paid the driver to wait for us the whole night. Now I was glad that we didn’t have to wait for him to arrive.

I helped Cat into the backseat before sliding in behind her, then directed the driver to stop at a drugstore on the way to the hotel. He nodded and took off.

At the drugstore, I moved to get out with Caterina, but she waved me off. Her insistence on running in alone perplexed me, but I figured whatever was bothering her must’ve been something she was embarrassed about for some reason.

I hoped she knew there was nothing she ever had to hide from me, no matter how embarrassing. I was in this for the long haul, I wasn’t going to be turned off by something as small as illness.

Whatever she got from the pharmacy, it didn’t take her long. She was back out in the car within minutes, clutching a paper bag in her hand that concealed her purchase. I looked at her and frowned when I saw the little line of worry in between her eyebrows.

Whatever was wrong, I hoped she would tell me soon. It scared me when she acted like this. We were normally so in sync these days, I didn’t want her to start hiding things from me.

Back at the hotel, she locked herself in the bathroom without a word. I sat on the bed and fretted, wondering if I should just force myself in there and insist that she let me help her with whatever it was that was going on.

Just as I was about to get up and knock on the door, she came out. When I saw her, my heart dropped to my stomach. Tears were running down her face, making a mess of the black makeup that had surrounded her eyes. Her lipstick was smeared and I could see a smudge on the back of her hand where she’d wiped it against her mouth.

She looked absolutely terrified, but as soon as my eyes met hers, she started smiling.

“What in the world is going on?” I asked.