2. Keya

Me and Lily arrived at the bar and head straight to the lounge where our friends are already waiting for us.

Double celebration tonight because guess what, I finally got promoted!I mean, it is not really promoted because I am still an instructor myself but unlike before I am already a full-time instructor in the university once the semester starts this August!

Who would have thought about that?

Two days ago, I was literally thinking about finding another job for this year but guess the saints in heaven have heard all my prayers right away so I have no problem anymore then!Thank goodness for that.

Also, its Friday night so every one of us is fully intending to get drunk tonight or maybe get laid, I don’t know. I’m totally not in the mood right now but at the same time, I needed to get lose.

I know, it’s a stupid idea to drink because of the hangover the next day. However, I miss hanging out with my friends. We only see each other in graduate school, a pretty stressful and serious environment if I’m honest and hanging out on a bar with them barely happens since I don’t usually go because I am juggling way too many jobs.

“You need to get drunk tonight English girl.” Lily said as we make our way in the middle of half-drunken people.

“Yeah yeah! You’ve been telling me that in the past twenty-four hours.” I replied sarcastically.

We arrived at the lounge just in time our group of friends are chugging their individual shots.

“Look what the cat just dragged in!” Jessy shouted when she saw me and Lily joining the group. “The English girl finally showed up!”

I chuckled. My friends here calls me English Girl for me being born in the England and because of my accent that they find really sexy that they also find wrong. I may be an English girl but I do have a thick Scottish accent. They immediately handed me and Lily a shot glass and started chanting to chug it up. The tequila is burning my throat. It’s been a while since the last time I drunk a hard liquor so I almost gag because of the awful taste of it.

“Bloody hell! That drink has got a very horrendous taste!” I said as I settle down on one of seats in there next to Amanda.

“Stop complaining Hermione!” Amanda said chuckling. “This is your night, you’ll get fifty more drinks of that.”

Of course, it’s my night. Lily called our other friends few days ago before she dropped me off in my apartment that we are going clubbing tonight to relieve my stress from work and school all in all, plus to celebrate myself from finally getting a full-time job. So this is what they are doing at the moment, I’m giving it to them then since I want to have fun tonight anyway.

These group of girls are such sweethearts, if I must say.I met them in the university, since Jessy and Amanda are full-time English teachers and Lily is our department secretary and my classmate in the graduate school. They are my friends ever since I moved here in Dallas and I’m so glad I found genuine friends in this foreign country right away who always have my back through ups and downs.

“I’m so glad you finally went back into your senses and agreed to party with us!” Amanda commented after we chugged the second round of shots. “And also congrats for finally having the full-time job!”

“Thank you, babe.” I replied. “Well it’s been a while, and we need to celebrate my job.”

“Oh I’m so happy for you.” Amanda said giving me a hug she’s a bit of a babe and really sweet. “I’m finally gonna see you every day at the office.”

“I know.” I replied. “We’ll going to have the same level of stress because of deadlines soon!”

She nodded and laughed. “True, but for now let’s go have some fun and bag some hot guys tonight!” She announced and grabbed another shot.

“Check out those guys on the next booth.” Lily said looking at the group of guys who are chugging their beers across us. They are literally surrounded with many girls and based on my own observations we are not the only girls in the room who are checking them out.

“What about them?” I asked totally pretending that I am interested with it.

“You need to bag one of those.” Lily said which made me chuckle so hard.

“I’m here to have fun with you girls and not to look for some random guys to bloody hook up with.” I replied. “However, if you want to bag some guy yourself then go ahead.”

“Let’s take another shot!” Jessy announced again, she’s a bit on fire tonight but I declined this time. I hate tequila and I seriously don’t know why my friends prefer this type of liquor more than anything else.

“I’m gonna go grab me own drink at the counter. Your choice of drink is quite nasty for my liking.” I commented grabbing my purse.

“You’re just a sloppy drinker.” Lily said grinning.

“I agree with Keya!” Amanda inserted. “Let me come with you I’m just going to grab my own purse first.”

“Oh no. It’s on me.” I said. “I’ll buy you a drink.”

“What?” Jessy chimed in and snatched my purse out of my grip. “There’s no way you’re going to buy your own drinks. Let some random gentleman buy you one themselves!”

“And what? Give them the rights to hit on us every five seconds?” I replied.

“No. To buy you a drink just for the sake of buying you a drink!” Jessy explained and put my purse back on my own bag. “Now go! Get some free drinks.”

“You go ahead Key, I’ll be right there. If someone wants to buy you a drink don’t hesitate to ask for two.” Amanda reminded and I just rolled my eyes heading to the bar counter myself.

I actually prefer cocktails when I am out partying, Lily was right I am a sloppy drinker so tequila isn’t really my thing. I reach the bar and immediately ordered two Martinis for me and Amanda, just right before the bartender handed me the two glasses, three men inches away on my right put all there cash on the counter saying that it’s on them. But a tatted-man on my left suddenly appears nodding at the bartender while handing a cash shutting the rest of the lads next to me.

I don’t know what just happened but I can really sense that this fine man on my left is somewhat well-known in this place for making the rest of the guys hide on their cocoons all of a sudden and didn’t bothered to argue anymore. They just stared at the lad instead.

“Thank you.” I said looking at the man. “Why do I get the feeling that people are scared of you or something?”

He snickered.Holy shit balls! He is stunningly gorgeous. Is it right to describe a man like that?

“I actually don’t know why.” He replied.

“Right.” I replied awkwardly and walked away holding the two glasses of Martini. “Well, thanks for the drink!”

I secretly hope he is not following me or stop me on my track because I walked away instantly, as I turn around he joined his friends drinking their lungs out. He happens to be the man who bought me a drink just because he wants me to buy a drink, Jessy’s words accordingly, and that’s just it.

Thank goodness for that!

I joined my friends back handing Amanda the Martini that I got for free.“A cocktail? Really?” Jessy dropped when she saw me handing the said beverage to Amanda.

“What?” I said and she just rolled her eyes.

“Drink something harder than that woman!” Jessy commanded.

“No.” I said. “But you’ll surely force me to drink one anyway.”

Few Martini glasses and tequila shots later…

I already felt like I am floating right not. But you know what? Fuck it.

I chugged the rest of my Martini after my friends and I got back from the dance floor.

“I’m thirsty. I gotta go grab another drink.” I said excusing myself.The alcohol that I have consumed earlier finally starts to kick and I can already feel the burning sensation down my stomach. As I walk towards the bar counter I started to feel a little dizzy, I’m not that drunk yet but the strobe lights makes me feel like I am hammered as hell.

“Hey gorgeous!” Someone called up at my back and when I turned the guy who bought me a drink earlier is following me.

“Hey yourself.” I replied and didn’t bothered to stop on my track.One thing that I do? I like being chased. So even if this handsome lad who’s following me makes me sweaty, hot and bothered I won’t surely give in. Or maybe, I just have to keep it cool for like ten minutes and then I’ll go from there. I’m just kidding!

“Are you alone?” He asked when both of us reached one of the chairs in there. Unexpectedly, he sat real close to me and I almost lose my breath. Peace in hell! This guy should get in jail for looking so good like that.

“No. I’m with my friends.” I replied and ordered another Martini, just what I expected he paid for my drinks again while he gets himself a bottle of beer.

“I’m Tyler.” He introduced offering his hands for a handshake.

He’s drunk, I can tell. I’m not ignorant and not that drunk to notice it either. But it’s a great advantage right? If he tries something with me then I’d probably hook up with him because surely I’ll just be like a haze once he get sober the next day, I think? I don’t know, the last time I had sex was completely a year ago with my short-term boyfriend and after that, a long year of drought took over.

I took his hands and shook it. “Keya.”

This guy is bloody something else. I want him! I mean, I want to have sex with him and that’s just it.I know how huge of a slut as what the Americans call it but I am one of those woman who lives a very stressful life and totally needs a good dicking. But it’s been a while since I had it plus I don’t do that all the time anyway. The last time I had a one night stand was back in college and that’s just it.

Besides, this guy in front of me looks like a Greek god. He definitely looks like one of those gods I pictured out during my mythology classes back in the day. Those green eyes, luscious hair, the curves of his lips, his perfect nose and those biceps covered with tattoos? Holy shit balls! Who doesn’t get thirsty with that, eh?

I heard him cleared his throat. “You’re staring.” He said flashing those sexy grins.

“Oh bullocks!” I mouthed dropping his hands. “I’m sorry. You just happen to look really fine.”

“Fine?” He repeated.

“Yes.” I said and stared straight to his piercing green eyes.

“You want to go somewhere alone?” He slowly asked and my whole body just went on fire. Holy meatballs!

Fuck it! I’m doing it.

“Sure.”