Seattle law student Levi Borovski has been ceremonially dispatched from his family home to get over himself as his mother not so politely puts it. For the last year hes been experimenting with living by orthodox Jewish traditions and its driven his liberal secular parents crazy. To make matters worse, the nice Jewish medical student for whom he put in all this effort has just gotten engaged to someone else. Why Levis mother thinks spending Mardi Gras in New Orleans will improve his mood is something of a mystery, but at this stage hes pretty much ready to try anything. So when his frat buddies ditch him to take off on some drug dealers riverboat Levi is left to his own devices in the Big Easy, determined, despite everything to let the good times roll.
Charlotte Gibbs doesnt exactly hate her demeaning job as a lap dancer in the high end French Quarter gentlemens club, Objections. Its good money and the attention she gets from her mostly rich lawyer clientele satisfies her ego enough that her perpetual singlehood no longer feels like a voodoo curse. Tourists can be a pain though, and Mardi Gras week is especially bad. Still, a hard-working girl like Charlotte is entitled to have a little fun sometimes. So when an adorably drunk but sincere West Coast college boy invites her for a drink, Charlotte decides to take a chance.
Neither of this mismatched set of misfits imagines that the magic of Mardi Gras will rub off on them in quite such a sexy, dramatic and life changing way. When the sun comes up on New Orleans will they find a way to make this unexpected magic last?
So whats your hotel like? She looks back over my shoulder to the hotel a block away.
Its nice. Pretty quiet. Quaint, I guess youd say. Its decorated with antiques and stuff.
She looks up at me through her eyelashes, nodding, a twinkle in her eye. And your room? Thats nice?
Yeah, good. Its like a two-bedroom suite, because I came with two friends. So they let me have the bigger room because I organized the trip. Theres a balcony over Bourbon Street. Its pretty cool.
She nods some more, her mouth slowly breaking into a grin.
Oh God, I say. I really suck at this. Youre looking for an invitation, right?
Unless you feel strongly about another cocktail.
Hell, no. I grab her hand and we practically run the block and half back to the LaFleur. By the time we get there, were out of breath and laughing. And I cant quite believe whats happening. Im glad I didnt have another cocktail. This is the kind of situation that can go south in about a thousand different ways when too much alcohol in involved.
I sneak a little kiss as I dig the key out of my pocket.
The doorman looks up as we walk in. I wink at him and lead Charlotte to the staircase.
Boy, you been gone five minutes! he calls after us.
Charlotte trails her hand along the wooden bannister as we climb up to the second floor. Ive walked past this place about a thousand times, and Ive always wanted to see inside.
Is it what you expected?
Its clean, she says pausing at the top of the stairs to look at a painting of a pirate. I dunno. I think I expected these places to be like haunted houses or something. All old and dusty.
I tug her across the landing to the door of our suite. Not haunted at all. We even have WiFi. I pause as I unlock and open the door, taking her hand. This whole situation is so crazy and surreal, I need to make sure I dont epically screw it up. I want you to know something, I say. Im not one of those guys who thinks that just because a girl comes to your hotel room, it means she agrees to sex.
Charlotte grins and touches the tip of her nose onto mine. But I do agree to sex. She grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me through the door, slamming it behind us.
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Bibi Rizer is a mom, blogger, teacher and writer living in the Pacific Northwest. While she's been writing professionally for many years, romance and erotica are relatively new pursuits. Bibi likes writing about strong kinky women and brave willing men living in realistic and imperfect worlds. In her spare time Bibi sings Karaoke and hangs around on film sets with child actors. Having the the firm belief that no one can be too weird or too funny, she happily admits that most of her favorite people and characters are both.
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