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"Thanks Sare, I owe you one. What are you doing tonight? I need a drink or 5, and I'd prefer to actually drink them and not wear them" I said as we were checking out before leaving for the night. Sarah laughed and promised to make sure I got laid tonight.
I grabbed my purse and headed to my car. When I got in I finally checked my phone. I had a new text from Jordan.
"Hey it was good seeing you today. We should catch up some time."
Nope. Nope, I'll save myself the embarrassment thanks
. I put my phone back into my purse and headed home. "Max! Come on boy!" Max jumped on me with his leash already in his mouth again. I took him to the dog park to get some good exercise in because I knew I was in for a long night. After a good nap and a shower Sarah came over to get ready with the rest of the girls.
We hopped out of the Uber with our IDs in hand as we entered the bar, I was already scoping out the crowd. I felt amazing. Sarah helped me wand my hair into perfect wavy curls. I specifically chose my tight black tank top and jean shorts so I could feel cute and comfortable at the same time. Underneath, I wore my matching lacy black Victoria's Secret set so I'd be ready in the event I did find someone to help me rid of this sexual tension I had growing within me.
There were two things I noticed when I approached the bar. The first was that there was a new bartender. A new, very sexy bartender. I noticed the second thing after he made eye contact with me, smiled, and greeted me, "Hey, what can I get you?"
An accent. A fucking British accent. You can take me home now.
"I'll have -" I started.
"We'll have a round of tequila shots," I heard from my left. When I looked over my shoulder I found Jordan with his debit card in hand.
"How many?" the bartender asked looking between the both of us.
Jordan took a look around to take into account the amount of girls I had with me. Is it just you and Sarah?" he asked me. All I could do was nod. "I'll take four, please."
When the bartender handed me mine his hand lingered on the glass as I reached for it, just the contact alone sent shivers down my body. "Your next one is one me," he said with a wink.
I smiled back at him forgetting Jordan for a moment, "Thank you." I turned my attention back to Jordan and thanked him as well.
"Absolutely, is tequila still your poison?" he asked with that familiar smirk on his face. Without breaking eye contact I shot my head back and enjoyed the burn down my throat.
"Is hooking up with girls and ignoring them after still yours?"
Shit, shit, shit. Pregaming was not a good idea.
I had already been drinking tequila before we arrived. Both Sarah and Jordan's friend began to laugh.
"Good luck, Buddy," his friend said and he walked around us and moved over to start talking to Sarah.
"Look, I'm sorry Liv. I know that was really shitty. I-," he hesitated running his hands through his hair. I just stared at him waiting for him to continue.
