“Hell yeah! I told you I was going to show you a good time. These are instant stress relievers.”
“This is your plan—get me drunk until I can’t remember anything?”
“I only have two stress relievers, and one of them you’re not going to go for.”
Matt gives her a big smile and leans back in his chair. “I’m curious what the other stress reliever is?”
God, Ava is a loud-ass drunk, the more she drinks, the louder she gets. So when she opens her mouth, everyone near us can hear her.
“A good old-fashioned fuck!”
How embarrassing. I grab a shot of tequila and down it in one shot before it hits the back of my throat. I start coughing; my eyes watering. I spit some out and croak, “Why the hell didn’t you tell me not to do that?”
Matt and Ava start laughing so hard they look like they are going to cry.
Matt gets his self under control before Ava. “I didn’t know you were going to knock it back like that or I would have warned you, babe. Sorry.”
“Don’t baby her, Matt, the girl’s got to catch up to me so she can loosen up and we can get this party started.”
“Take it easy on her. She’s not like you and me. I can tell she’s not used to hard liquor.” Matt shakes his head at her but he is still laughing.
“Please, knock those bitches back like a man, Cat, and loosen the fuck up so we can get our asses down there on the dance floor. Go ahead, Matt, take one with your girl and let’s go.”
Matt laughs and picks up a drink at the same time as me and looks at Ava. “Yes, sir! I mean, is that an order, ma’am?”
“Hell yeah, it is!”
We laugh and Matt turns back to me with laughter in his eyes. “Are you ready for it?”
I shake my head and scrunch up my face looking at the little glass in my hand. “I think so?”
“Hold your breath, throw it all the way to the back of your throat, and swallow it without a second thought. Like this.” He opens his mouth turning the shot to his lips.
“You know how to do it, Cat, just like a blow job.”
Matt starts coughing, caught by surprise by Ava’s mouth. “Oh shit.”
“Speak for yourself, you dirty ho! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” I throw my shot back like Matt showed me, and it kind of works. It still burned going down, though.
“You’re lucky I love you, Cat. If you were another chick, I would knock your ass flat out on the floor. I ain’t nobody’s ho.”
“I see your southern charm is long gone. I love you too, ho.”
“Man, you two are wild, we should hang out more.” Matt looks beyond delighted at his luck.
“It’s a plan; now you two hit two more with me and let’s get down there and show them how it’s done.”
A couple hours later,the three of us are on the dance floor with a bunch of drenched, sweaty people bumping and grinding on top of each other. We are probably breaking some fire code violation from the amount ofpeople in this club. The music is blasting, and all I can hear is 50 Cent all up in the club, for real.
Matt is sandwiched between Ava and me. My back is pressed up against his very hard chest, his hand wrapped around my waist. We are pressed up so tight, grinding against each other, that it feels like we are simulating sex. I have to admit I like the way every inch of him feels pressed up against my back. I open my eyes and look over for Ava behind Matt, and she’s moved on, pressed up against a guy with her hands wrapped around his neck. She looks like she’s enjoying herself. I’m so drunk the room is moving, but I don’t know if it’s the people moving against us or the shots I did. Turning around, I wrap my arms around Matt’s neck. He leans his head down to the side of my face and trails kisses up to my ear with the tip of his tongue.
“God, that feels good,” I tell him with one of my hands in his hair.
“You feel good,” he mumbles back against my skin.
“Did I say that out loud?”
“Mmmhmmm.”