<br /><br /><br />The guy next to me was saying something.
I didn't know<em> what</em> he was saying, but I knew that he was talking to me. Drunk Ezra couldn't understand English.
Instead of paying attention to his words I payed attention to his lips. He had nice ones. As he talked to me I watched his lips imagining what it would be like to kiss him. Drunk Ezra was also reckless and I was feeling real reckless tonight. I had gotten into an argument with my ex-boyfriend.
I know it was a cliche, but I couldn't help myself. I was frustrated.
Jaxon was... Insane, to say the least.
He was insanely jealous and insanely selfish. He was materialistic and possesive and honestly I didn't see how we'd lasted as long as we had.
I turned to the guy, placing my arm on his shoulder. "You look hot, you want to take a walk?" I mumbled widening my eyes.
I was told my eyes were my best feature.
He smirked reaching over and pushing my hair out of my face. "Get your hands off of me, Lewis." he said slowly, enunciating every syllable.
I raised a brow.
"<em>I'll</em> take a walk with you." The guy on the other side of me said and I rolled my eyes.
I didn't want to take a walk with<em> him.</em>
"How do you know my name?" I slurred blinking my eyes rapidly trying to clear my vision.
He laughed. "God, you must be plowed. It's barely nine o'clock."
I was convinced I didn't know this stranger. But I wanted to get to know him. So I turned my flirt on.
"Listen, buddy. Are we leaving or not?"
He gave me an uninterested look. "Definitely not. I'm going to pass."
Weirdly, I didn't even feel the sting of rejection. The alcohol was really doing it's job.
"Fine." I mumbled turning sloppily in my seat to the other guy. "You interested?" I wasn't normally this loose but I was in desperate need of some male companionship today.
"I am very interested." The man said looking me up and down.
"Not happening buddy." The guy on my right said sounding annoyed.
The man looked him over, most likely trying to decide if he could take him. Deciding that he probably couldn't, he mumbled something under his breath before rising from his seat and walking away from the bar.
"Pretty stupid to get plastered and try to pickup random guys at a bar." The guy mumbled swirling his drink in his hands.
"You know my name. Obviously you're not a stranger." I mumbled.
He tossed his drink back, placing a few bills on the bar. "I wasn't talking about me. And you must be near death to admit to flirting with me."
I narrowed my eyes, staring at him. He <em>did </em>seem kind of familiar now that I thought about it. Then again my own right hand was a stranger to me at the moment.
"Call your friend to pick you up, Ezra. Don't be stupid."
"What friend?" I couldn't think of one friend I had.
The guy shrugged. "Red hair, Legs up to her ears. Scrawny thing. Sarah- Sadie? Who cares. Give her a call."
I smacked my lips, childishly. "Can't Call <em>Stella." </em>I said laughing hard<em>. "</em>She's throwing a party tonight. I'm supposed to be entertainment but I dipped out." I laughed again.
The guy raised a brow with an annoyed expression on his face. "Entertainment?"
I nodded seriously. "I'm supposed to converse and contain. It's an Alpha Phi Nu thing. But Jax is a part of Alpha Phi Nu so no thanks." I laughed pointing to myself. "Did I say <em>Nu</em> thanks?"
The guy actually smirked now. "Your going to hate yourself in the morning Lewis."
I groaned. "I hate myself right now."
He frowned.
It was true. I did hate myself at the moment. For some reason, I always pushed people away. I did it with my foster parents, with my friends growing up, and now I was doing it with Jax.
"Stop saying stupid shit." The guy growled, snatching the remainder of my double shot away from me.
I pouted as he chugged that too.
He probably was right. In hindsight this was a pretty stupid idea. <em>Damn it, I needed to stop letting Jax make me do stupid things. It was really unhealthy.</em>
"Hey?" I was brought out of my thoughts by the guy snapping his fingers in my face. "I said let's go."
I chuckled. "Nice try big guy. I'm not going home with you."
He rolled his eyes sliding out of his seat. "Sure you are. Don't pretend this isn't a dream come true for you Lewis. You can sleep off your drunk on my couch."
I pushed his hand away when he reached for me. "I don't even know you."
<em>True. But that hadn't mattered to me mere minutes ago.</em>
He grabbed my arm, pulling me off of my stool. "In the morning you're going to wish I was a stranger. Let's go, or I'll call your pretty boy ex to come scoop you. I'm assuming you don't want that."
He had me there. I didn't want that.
"Don't blackmail me." I mumbled following him out of the bar.
"It's not blackmail. Obviously I couldn't leave you in there. And<em> you</em> said I was a<em> terrible</em> person." He laughed to himself. "Look at me, doing nice things."
<em>When had I said that?</em>
He was having a full conversation with himself now.
"Not only am I being super responsible, and a gentleman, but to a girl I don't even like. I'm a fucking saint."
I smirked as a Lyft pulled up in front of us, the driver a middle aged man with an awesome beard.
The guy pushed me into the car before sitting next to me and slamming the door.
When his leg brushed mine I felt heat travel straight to the center of my body.
Not thinking I placed my hand on his knee.
"Hey, stop that." He complained, grabbing my hand and placing it in my lap.
I laughed. "Such a gentleman." I slurred allowing my head to fall onto his shoulder when it became heavy.
"Don't fall asleep in this car Ezra, or you'll be waking up in it."
I didn't listen. I fell asleep.
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My head was on fire. No, actually it was currently sitting in a vat of acid just sizzling away and there was nothing I could do about it. I was paralyzed. My throat was dry, I was ready to kill for a cool drink of water.
I rolled onto my side, taking a deep breath before opening my eyes. The room was dark.
There was a large TV on the wall that was shut off and what looked like a miniature basketball court sitting right next to it.
I groaned. Great, my one night stand was with some man child.
I couldn't remember the night clearly. I remembered talking to some guy and getting into a car with him but after that... nada.
I sat up in the surprisingly comfortable bed.
Hmm... I didn't feel better.
The whole reason for my one night stand idea was to get over Jax. But my mind was still on him, even while I was in another man's bed.
Pushing myself out of the bed, I grabbed my purse off of the floor. I had planned for this, and I had come prepared. Walking a few steps to the closet, I realized I was still in my sleek black dress.
<em>Damn it. Did I even have sex last night?</em>
With a groan I walked into the adjoining bathroom and pulled my toothbrush out of my purse. I brushed my teeth before splashing water onto my face.
Surprisingly, I looked good.
My face was free of makeup, my skin was a little pale but it just made my catlike green eyes stand out more. My stupid hair was stick straight as usual. It never got tangled or curly or anything other than limp straight hair. Sometimes I hated it but at the moment it was working for me.
My dress was still tight against me and after adjusting it a little bit, I looked like I was ready to go out all over again. I smiled to myself mentally preparing for the conversation I was going to have with the stranger who I <em>definitely</em> did not sleep with.
When I walked back into the bedroom he was sitting on the bed and I almost threw up.
"Oh my god." I groaned pushing myself against the wall so that I was out of his vision. I hid my face in my hands.
"Morning sweetheart." He said with what I could tell was a cocky smirk. "How'd you sleep?" He said in a song song voice.
Kody fucking Vincent.
I hit my fist against my head a couple of times cursing myself. How could I be so stupid? How could I come home with Kody out of all the guys in that bar.
"I'm going to kill myself." I mumbled.
Kody laughed. "You know Lewis, I had originally thought that all of your animosity towards me was just sexual frustration but I put that thought away months ago. I guess I was right all along."
This was just something I was going to have to deal with. I made bad decisions and I was going to have to pay for them. Sucking in a deep breath I walked the rest of the way into the room.
Kody looked me over quickly, rolling his eyes and mumbling something to himself.
He looked good. His blonde hair was covered in a bandanna and his grey wife beater was soaked in sweat. He had on Adidas track pants and he was barefoot.
I chewed on my lip. <em>He wasn't entirely wrong about the sexual frustration thing.</em>
"Don't start with me Vincent. I have a headache the size of your Ego."
He didn't miss a beat. "You were trying to get a good look at my 'ego' last night Lewis. Wanna see it now?"
I snorted looking around the side of his bed for my shoes, I had to get out of here. "Not if it was filled with morphine."
That was obviously the wrong thing to say.
"It's filled with something that will make you feel much better babe." He said walking up to his window and snatching the curtains opened.
When the light filled the room, my eyes widened. His face was marked. There was an angry red bruise sitting under his left eye.
I raised a brow. Kody didn't look like the type to get beat up. And the whole sweaty bruised combination was doing strange things to my sexual frustration.
"Get caught with somebody's girlfriend?" I asked nodding my head towards his face.
He rolled his eyes. "You really don't remember do you? Lewis, you couldn't keep your hands off of me last night. You decked me when I calmly told you I wasn't going to put out."
My face burned as I turned my attention away from him. Now that he mentioned it, flashes from the previous night were starting to invade my brain.
"Don't flatter yourself" was my weak comeback.
Even I could hear the heat in my voice. I knew he could.
Kody chuckled walking up to me, his eyes swirling with an emotion that made me uneasy. "You <em>wanted</em> me Lewis. The only thing keeping me from taking you, was the fact that you were drunk."
I definitely didn't take him for the gentleman type.
I pushed his shoulder back. "Back off from me Vincent. You missed your chance to ride this ride."
He didn't move. "You're not drunk right now, Ezra."
I swear, my name sounded so sexy coming off of his lips. I needed to leave asap.
"In your dreams." I mumbled attempting to walk past him when it became clear that he wasn't going to move.
He didn't say anything as I walked past him clutching my heels in my hands. I looked around the room. The bed was messy and the floor was covered in discarded clothes. for some reason, that was turning me on. My sexual frustration was at an all time high.
"Okay." I said squishing my eyes shut and turning on my heels. "Okay Vincent. Let's do this."
I quickly opened my eyes. I had ripped the bandaid off, now it was simply a waiting game.
He didn't even seem surprised by my outburst. He simply stood were he was, waiting for me to make the first move.
"One time only. No strings attached. No one finds out." I said when he stayed quiet.
Our friends kind of ran in the same circles.
"Who am I going to tell?" He said casually, still playing it cool.
I knew he wanted me. He'd always wanted me, he just couldn't stand that I had my own mind and didn't bend to his every whim. And I couldn't stand that he was a cocky little shit who had a perfect life. But yeah... I'd wanted him.
Nodding my head, I walked up to him, deciding to dive right in. "So, are you a take charge kind of guy or are you secretely a sub?"
He smirked as his eyes turned a shade darker."You talk to much, Lewis." He said before bending down to meet my lips.
