Page 61 of Imperfections Seduced
“Yessssss,” Ava says trying to sit up straight.
“How many taqwillas did we have?”
“Many, many, many.” She wipes the back of her hand over her forehead and looks over, startled to see me. “Nick, when did you get here?”
She’s lucky I don’t strangle her and leave her ass right here in this godforsaken club. “Get your ass up and get your shit together, we’re leaving.”
“Why? We were having so much fun. Ooh look, Catknows how to work the pole now. I taught her that. Hot, right?”
“Yeah, I saw, let’s go.”
“We can’t leave without Matt,” she whines.
“Oh yeah, where the hell is good oldMatt?” If I didn’t have to deal with these two…
Cat puts her head on my shoulder, and I feel her warm breath on my neck. She’s drunk and still turning me on. She always makes me feel things I shouldn’t be.
“He went to do business,” Cat says, the tip of her nose brushing against my neck.
“Did he? And left you two out here alone in this condition?”
“He didn’t leave us alone. These two hentlemens here were looking after us until he gets back.”
“I bet they were. Gentlemen, when the guy who was with these two gets back, would you be so kind as to tell himgolden boywas here. He took what was his home, and when I see him, I’m going to beat his ass like the bitch he is. Thanks.”
The beefier one out of the two sleazy-looking rejects with a crooked smile says, “Sure we can do that, no problem.” His eyes roam over Ava and Cat leisurely. “It was sure nice spending time with you ladies.”
I’m sure it was. I stand Cat up and hand her her shoes, hoping she can walk by on her own because Ava istore up. I help her stand up, and she leans on me. I tell Cat to walk in front and not to put those heels back on. Although under different circumstances, I would definitely tell her to leave them on.
I pullup to Ava’s building and help her out. “Make sure you lock the door behind you and call me when you get into your apartment.”
“Why don’t you walk me to the door like a gentleman?” She wobbles on her bare feet and I send up a prayer that she can make it on her own.
“Because Thelma here might decide to drive my car off a cliff.”
Cat sticks her head out the window, resting her chin on her arm. “Ooh I love that movie, what does that make you? Brad Pitt? I love Brad Pitt. He never ages; he’s like a bottle of fine wine, just gets better and better.”
“I’m sure he does,” I say dryly. “Sit back and try not to throw up in my car if a sudden wave of nausea hits you.” I watch Ava go in and wait for her to call me. After ten long minutes, I call her. She picks up immediately and says, “Oh, my bad. I forgot.” Ah, Ava.
I take Cat back to my place, and one we’re inside, I try to help her take off her coat, but she swats my hand away. I stand back and watch her do it herself. After the third try, she throws it to the floor in triumph with a smile plastered on her face.
“See, I did it.”
“Sometimes perseverance is everything.” I guide her into my bedroom and ease her down on the bed.
The call light flashes on my phone, which is sitting on the nightstand.
“Who’s Donna?” The light stops flashing, and she looks my way, the smile on her face gone. It flashes again, and she picks it up, holding up the screen for me to see. “She must want to talk to you real bad. I wonder what she could possibly want at this time of night.”
“She’s a friend.”
“What kind of friend calls at three in the morning, Nick?”
“An old friend.” The phone flashes again, and now I’m praying Donna gives the fuck up and stops calling.
“Donna sure is persistent. You want me to answer it for you? I can do that.” She holds her finger over the screen.
“No.” I snatch the phone out of her hands and put it in my pocket out of her reach, stepping back a good distance away from her.
