Page 53 of Drunk In Love

“You want me to Irish exit my own party?”

“Why not? Everyone here is too drunk to know their own name, far more care where you are.”

“I can’t— I’ve never done anything like that,” she says. “Just leave now and not say anything?”

I shrug a shoulder. “Start your thirties off right by doing whatever the fuck you want.”

Kam takes one look back at her party and then turns to me, her smile growing wide. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but… Yes!”

I can’t help my own grin. We’re really doing this.

I grab onto her forearm before she can change her mind and lead us back to my car, taking the glass in her hand and leaving it on a bar top before exiting. I open the passenger door for her before rounding the hood and jumping into the driver’s seat. I’m too excited.

“Are you okay to drive?” she asks, putting on her seatbelt.

“I haven’t had one drop of alcohol tonight.”

Kamaya narrows her eyes at me. “You planned this.”

“I’m pleading the fifth on that one,” I say, winking at her before speeding off back to my place.

We spend the half-hour ride back to my townhouse listening to all of Kamaya’s favorite songs, laughing at her tipsy forgetfulness of the lyrics. What I cherish most about our relationship is how much fun we have together. Talking about nothing of importance for hours and having the time of our lives.

By the time I arrive and park in the driveway and open Kam’s door, she’s on me in seconds. I don’t know what she had at the winery, but she cannot keep her hands off me. Not that I’m complaining.

I manage to get the door open and get us both inside. When the door closes this time, I’m ready and scoop Kam up and take her to the couch. Our hands are almost as frantic as our mouths, and we must have beat Olympic records in getting our clothes off.

“Damn, woman, you didn’t have any draws on the entire time?”

“Nope,” Kamaya says, unsuccessfully stifling her giggle. “I can say without a doubt this is the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

I’m hovering inches over her hot center. “It’s about to get even better.”

“I think we’ve found a new birthday tradition that I can definitely live with.”

I laugh at my Kam. I could live with our new tradition too. For every birthday for the rest of our lives.

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