Baby love me

one that felt this way. Everyone around him was gyrating to the nonstop music, their bodies rubbing up and down each other to the sound of the beat, crushing

empo, so did their energy level. The air itself was a mixture of sweat and perfume, intoxicating and ove

passion. He tried to keep to the center of the dance floor, where all the action took place, b

g to see what he'd damaged, he found the sexiest girl he'd ever laid eyes on. She looked up at him and at t

neck, and as the music changed from Lady Gaga's "Applause" to J.Lo's "Papi," she was butt

he was puffed out of energy, his lungs starved for oxygen. There was no electricity shooting through his body, j

parched throat. How ironic when just mere moments before he was almost drowned in her saliva. The girl looked slightly wounded for a second but then was o

meters tall, he still had to squeeze past those high-crazed, energetic animals, like raging bulls, their heads bumping in

side of the dance floor. By then he realized he needed more than just the standard drink to get his energy up and

er and shouting for a pint of Speight's, but the bartender was blind to his request, as h

e of the women sai

d, smiling. And turning to the bartender, she shoute

der said, lookin

with two gorgeous women demanding his attention like that

ot a twenty-year-old

k alcohol way before their time. Even though he considered himself a kid still, he was way

elled at the bartender. "You want to

in as the drama unfolded before him. It wasn't every day he got to see a beautiful young girl, looking not a minut

this amusing. It happened about a week ago, when a girl gave him a bouquet of roses the da

in fright, oblivious to the sound of what's her name, the girl he'd just had sex with, screaming

mn wanted to be the wind that day, to feel those strands through his fingers, to see if they were really soft to the touch. He was mesmerized by that beautiful

her right there against the next available tree. But goddamn if it weren't for his neighbor Macy, always hanging about o

ne in front of him. He watched as the girl rummag

hol if you don't have ID with

r shoulders slumping in disappointment. Then she turned to the other girl he assumed to be

nk I left my wallet in

other side of the club, disappearing into the crowd. Now the girl was all alo

le her feathers a bit and rescue her from her moment of distress. This girl definitely

e many colorful disco lights. She was of petite frame, perching on the stool, h

lf closer to her, his stool now very near. And while she was so c

art," he whispe

almost hung open for a full minute. It was that exact same girl who had made tha

st like that day, were scarlet in color, but this time it wasn't from the embarrassment over his

and heavy and, hopefully by tonight, ready for him-o

eeks blazing under the

to me last week," he drawled out seductively. "Did you enjoy

the back of her skull. The music drummed so loud in her ears that she thought if she frequent

proaching faster than Lighting McQueen. And then she would officially turn thirty. Yay! And to top it all

, bloody drink. Dear Mother and Father, please forgive me for swearing like this, but this is just too damn much

like to taste alcohol before bloody midnight rolls aro

they found out? She could imagine them gossiping and writing on their weblog already. Charlotte Mason,

r it. This MUST call

dentist for two full years before applying to study in the gum field." She'd started shouting now. The bartender didn't even blink an eye at her reasoning. At that moment she felt like yanking all his teeth out, gum disease or not, and

e, she was on full rampage, slamming her little fist onto the bar to intimidate him, so mad at her current situation that she could feel her ch

taring at her oddly, like she was a psychotic patient just

ightclub in the first place?" She rambled on

ed to confirm with your ID," the

is going to find my wallet." She fumed in fru

o wait." The barte

minutes left until midnight. Now are you going

der said simply,

I'm happy to oblige with that request, but why must you deprive me of alcohol too? I want to experience drinking before I turn thirty. So please, if you would just gran

the one she normally used when her patients refused to listen to her oral hygiene advice, the one that meant business, wishing a

ar, and like electricity shot up her spine, she startled

ront of her was that Casanova she had delivere

ng gaze, her heart thumping to the rhythm of the loud music. Big mistake! It landed on his lips instead, and heaven help her, but he flashed that

perfectly straight white teeth, probably a product of orthodontic work, many years of wearing braces, and bleaching- yes, bleaching to reach that level of whiteness on his enamel. Suddenly, that image of his semi-naked body d

pediment or something. In fact, she was quite the talkative person. Once she learned how to speak English, her cousi

e last week." He spoke seductively, close to her ear. "Did you e

d? She was tongue-tied. Then a th

wasn't expecting her to reply like that. But wh

drink," sh

man looked like he was over twenty

heart," he s

n that small cup, or glass, or something that looked like a portion cup in her dental practice. Ch

cup in her hand and turned it ab

ova. Casanova simply smiled, then replied, "It's spirit, sweetheart. Drin

eetheart. Now drink it up."

ai

he had but thirty seconds l

her glass slipper behind, she chunked the whole contents down in one go... and, my oh

sgusting liquid right back out. But twenty seconds, dear heaven, twenty s

puffer fish, her cheeks bowed out and her eyes bulging, as if she were holding the d

s of tears streamed down her cheeks, the alcohol in her oral cavity burning her alive

inster or not, she didn't want to die just yet. If she didn't do something fast to r

raying a stream in Casanova's direction, who now sat facing her

that night, Casanova's l