Page 20 of Between Regrets and Promises

Sophie

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Mason

That’s for websites, so nice try.

Sophie

Whatever. Go away.

Mason

Oh, come on. I’ll buy you a drink.

Sophie

Isn’t that what got us into this mess in the first place? Also, I’d prefer not to watch you flirt with every chick in the bar, you know, because you’re not “relationship material.”

I laugh because the only person I’m talking to right now is her. She’s the only woman I’ve talked to all week.

Mason

I’ll buy you two drinks then since, you know, you said it took more than one drink to seduce you

Sophie

I must’ve blacked out during our first conversation.

Mason

Trust me, you were very alert…checking out every inch of me.

Sophie

How much have you had to drink?

Thinking about it, I honestly can’t remember. A fucking lot.

Mason

Too many? Maybe I need you to be my designated driver

Knowing how motherly she is, I chuckle. If anything will get her here, it’s that. She’s too caring to ignore me, but we’ll see.

My bladder is full, so I stand and tuck my phone in my pocket. I stumble on my way to the bathroom, bumping intoshit. On the way back, I cut across the dance floor, which ends up being a huge mistake. I get knocked around like a ping pong ball and find myself laughing over the hilarity of it. There are so many people here, I might never make it back to order another drink.

I run into Hunter who’s dancing close with some redhead.

“Lost?” He snickers.

Shaking my head, I flip him off and squeeze between bodies until I force myself to the other side of the bar. When I make it back, I plop down on my stool, and after I order another beer, a woman slides in the seat right next to me. The smell of her sweet perfume has me turning my head, and when I find Sophie, my eyes go wide.

“You came,” I say, grinning.

She narrows her eyes at me. “Only because you pulled the DD card.”

“I know you so well,” I say, the alcohol swimming through my bloodstream, giving me way too much courage.

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