“She’s only fair game if she’s interested and I don’t think she is.” Cara turns to me in question. I shake my head furiously. She turns back to grabby hands with a smug smile. “See? Notinterested. Now do us a favor and turn around and leave before I do something I really want to,” she threatens.
The guy steps forward with a pointed finger, “Now listen here, bitch. Don’t think?—”
His words are cut off as Kevin and Luis flank both sides of him. His entire face pales as if Lucifer himself is standing behind him.
“You were saying?” Cara asks sweetly.
Will, the girls, and I laugh at how quickly he switches up. He turns around to leave but Cara isn’t having it. She grabs his arm spinning him back around to face her.
“I believe it wasListen here, bitch. Well? I’m listening.”
“You called Viper’s Ol’ Lady a bitch. Must have a death wish,” Luis growls.
“One I am more than willing to grant,” Cara volunteers, stepping forward with a devious smile. Grabby hands visibly swallows. He looks terrified.
“Not tonight, Cara. We promised to keep yououtof trouble.” Kevin grabs the guy by the collar and escorts him out of the bar.
“Always ruining my fun.” Cara pouts with her arms folded.
We return to the booth and take more shots than I can count. I’ve never been drunk before. I’m doing things I would never do sober.
Like dancing on top of a table with Will.
The girls cheer us on as I sway my hips to the beat. The bar fills with hoots and hollers encouraging me. I am having the time of my life.
I feel free. For the first time ever, Thomas isn’t lingering over my head—just my new life filled with crazy friends who support me and encourage me to every crazy thing that comes to mind. By the time one o’clock hits, we’re a hot mess.
We had taken an insane amount of shots. I’m pretty sure we went through two bottles of tequila.
Getting to the SUV is a struggle. Luis has me wrap my arm around his shoulders. I look like a baby learning to walk. Everyone else was just staggering. I couldn’t understand how their legs were still working.
Mine feel like noodles! God, I’m such a lightweight.
Once Kevin pulls out of the parking lot, Cara fills the silence in the truck. “I’m trying to do the zombie position tonight,” she slurs.
“Zombie position? What the hell is that?” Bianca asks.
“To be laid out and eaten,” she crows.
We burst out laughing as she tries to wiggle her eyebrows but only scrunches up her forehead.
“Geez, Cara. We don’t need to hear that,” Luis complains.
“Ask us how much we care, Luis. You’re the one who tagged along for girls’ night.” Sara giggles.
“We were ordered. There’s a difference. Take it out on your Ol’ Men, please.”
“Sorry. No can do. Blade does this thing with his tongue and?—”
Bianca words are cut off as Kevin turns up the radio. We all laugh harder as he speeds up trying to get us home in record time. When we’re less than a few minutes from the club, Luis makes a call to Viper telling him to come get us because we’re trashed.
“Fuck you, Luis. I’m a sophisticated drunk!” Cara declares.
We all nod as Sophia slaps the back of Luis’ head and says, “Damn straight.”
When the SUV stops outside the clubhouse, all the guys are waiting out front. Luis hops out in a hurry followed by Kevin. Does that mean they didn’t enjoy girls’ night?
My door opens and there’s my one. My mouth has a mind of its own right now, so I am not at fault for what comes out next.