tattoo boy

[19]

-Vinnie's POV ☆ |

Andrei was having the time of his life. Women surrounded him left and right. Of course, I scared them all away, except one of them. She was so persistent about me taking her to my house.

It kind of reminded me of how I met the original Danica. I was at a Starbucks or some coffee shop, and while I was having lunch by myself, she invited herself to the sit beside me and started conversation.

"What're you doing here alone? You too hot for all the other chicks?" she mocked me, sipping on her tea.

"Actually, I'm by myself for a reason. And guess what? You just jumped over that whole reason." I started to act like an ass.

Instead of leaving me ALONE, she invaded my personal space and leaned near my ear whispering, "But that's because we're hot for each other."

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"Come on, let's get out of here." The woman continues to leave kisses on my neck. I was already pissed off from angelica's "seduction" so I sort of snapped at this lady here.

" just get out of here. Find some other man for the night." I told her off, not even giving her a lick of eyesight. I heard her scuff before storming off into the club.

My eye wandered around but somehow continued to glance over to Angelica. She looked distracted, and their conversation looked dry as hell. She's lucky that I want her to approve of me because I would've been interrupted their conversation and just-

wait, what's this? Angelica is leaving the table? As she was beginning to get herself situated and started to drunkenly walk to the bar. She already looked drunk, and im sure if she had another she would blackout. So I took it in my favor to walk to her.

Angelica's POV ☆ |

"The hell you doin' over here, Vinnie?" I side-eyed him.

"Angelica, you're drunk and clearly tired. Let me tell the others that I'm taking you home." He said while sipping on his drink.

"How can I trust you to drive if you've been drinking as-well?" I rubbed my forehead to prevent my eyes from shutting on me.

"I only had one drink and this is that only one" he side-eyed me back, as he put his drink down.

"I hope you know that I'm still keeping my distance," I muttered, but it didn't sound too convincing.

"So, you still won't tell me what I did?" he faced my way looking worried.

"It's not what you did, I'm just following what she said." I exposed too much with my drunk mouth. But I was too tired to cover it up.

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I was conscious but don't remember anything after that conversation. I only remember waking up in his warmth as he carried me into his apartment. I heard the meows from Anastasia, but I was too tired.