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We end up drinking for another hour or so. No more dancing with other guys, it’s just me and her dancing up a storm now. I’m way too drunk to notice who’s around us anyways.
“I need to PEEEEEE!” I yell.
I stumble toward the toilet line and leave her dancing.
I want to see Lucas. My pretty Lucas, who always smells like wood and spice—like cedarwood and cinnamon.
Before I know it I’m calling him while I wait in line. Don’t ask me why. Maybe because I want him. Maybe because I’m drunk. Maybe both.
He answers.
“Camille, how’s your night going?”
“Itssssss fun, It would be funner ifyouwere here. Where are you?” My slurring has progressively got worse through the night.
“Nice.” He laughs. “I just got home from dinner.” I start to laugh.
“Datsss right! Hope you had fun on yourdaaate. I wasss with anothaa guy too.” Why the fuck am I being so petty? I know I’m behaving like a child, but my mind isn’t connecting with my mouth anymore.
“What do you mean?” His voice clear.
“I wass dancing with him ‘n’ we were bout to kiss til Tyler got all Rambo.” I lie a little about this but he doesn’t have to know. He huffs.
“What happened with Tyler? And what guy? I wasn’t on a date, I was out at dinner with my sister, Nicole.”
“Oh. Ohhhhhhh. Don’t worry, I told the guy no cos I really wantedyou. And I dunno what happened with Tyler. Ask him.” Whoops. I jumpedto conclusions and I really don’t have any right to care.
“Where are you?” His voice stern.
“I’m at work Mr Bossy. Whereareyou? What are you wearinggg?” I try to sound sexy and fail miserably.
“I’m coming to get you.”
“What? Why? I don’t wanna go home yet.”
“You don’t?”
I look up at myself in the mirror. My makeup and hair still look great. But my vision is spinning and maybe I feel a bit too drunk. Now he’s bought up home. Going home to bed and seeinghim,soundsreallynice.
“Okay, come n get me. But you gotta come ‘n’findme first.” I giggle then hang up. Smooth Camille.Real smooth.
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Pinky promise
Camille is buzzed. My protective side wants to be around her when she’s like that, just to make sure she’s safe.
Don’t get me wrong—I’m all for her going out and having a great time. If she’d told me no, I would’ve left her be.
But the minute she said yes, I grabbed my keys off the counter and headed to my car.
I pull up at the Tipsy Tap and go straight in, giving Carl the bouncer a nod. I spot her dancing with Danielle.
Camille looks amazing, her dress showing off her perfect little body.
Fuck. I can just imagine taking her home and peeling that dress off her. I’d keep the heels on though. My cock hardens.
Focus, Lucas.
