Kayla and I had checked out at the store. We had bought at least five bags each at that store and were headed to another one.
"Girl, he's going to wish he gave you some the first night after what I have planned for you."
"And what do you have planned for me exactly, Kayla?"
We pulled into the parking lot of a liquor store and she looked at me with a devilish smile across her face. "Well.... If I know my best friend right then you need a little liquor to pull off this stunt."
"No I don't, and I'm still not completely sure that I want to do this."
"Sure you do. Come on, it'll be fun."
"Kayla...."
Kayla turned her head toward me and gave me the puppy dog eyes.
"Please?"
"Ugggh! Fine!"
We got out of the car and walked up to the doors of the liquor store.
"Ok, so we've got three hours before we have to be at the club. So we have to get you a couple of strong drinks for the dressing process, then a little more for before we leave for the club, and then at the club, a few more shots before you go talk to Ryan."
I looked at her with confusion clear on my face. "Two things. #1 Why are we going to a club before 11 o'clock? #2. Just how drunk are we trying to get?"
We walked through the doors into the store. Kayla walked down the first isle and picked up a bottle of 1800 Silver Tequila and kept going.
"Well, they want us there early to get into VIP. It's a very exclusive club so we have to beat the crowd and we'll get there around 11:30. And 'we're' not getting drunk 'you' are." She said grabbing a bottle of Grey Goose.
"You know I hate drinking alone."
"Liar, liar." She sang. "You drink by yourself all the time."
"Yeah because your always too busy with random strangers." I mumbled to myself.
"What was that!?" Kayla called from the next isle.
"Nothing. Can we just go?"
"Fine by me, I have all we need."
Kayla got in line to check out. She had a total of 4 bottles including Remy and Bacardi for herself. She bought the drinks and we got in the car and headed for the house to get ready.
****2 hours later****
At the house we were sitting in my room. Kayla was putting the finishing touches on my hair and makeup. I was on my fourth cup of liquor and was slightly buzzed. I could walk well enough in my shoes to not fall but there was a lot about my walk that read 'I've been drinking'. My speech was slightly slurred and my mood was great. I felt bold, like I could do anything.
"And.... Done!" Kayla proudly announced looking at what she had just done.
"Let me see me!" I looked in the mirror at myself. "How did you learn how to do this."
"YouTube. Now you're almost ready."
"How am I not ready?"
"You need more liquor."
"Kay I'm already tipsy, what more do you want from me?."
"You know my rule when we're drinking together. Black out drunk. At least one more drink before we leave." She gave me the puppy dog eyes again.
"Fine. One more. But that's it."
We drank one last drink and I swear it was the strongest drink I'd ever had.
"Ready?!" Kayla asked excitedly.
"Yes!"
"Let's go!"
****At the club****
The line stretched down the block and around the corner. Girls came in their sluttiest dresses and men came in their best outfits. It was almost like a scene out of a movie, there were so many people just waiting to get through the doors.
"This line is so long." I said as we got out of the car.
"We can go straight in." Kayla replied walking to the door.
We came up to the bouncer, gave our names and walked straight in with no problems. The inside of the club was beautiful. It was so vibrant and colorful. After getting more drinks Kayla wrapped her arm around me and lead me through the growing pack of people to our excluded VIP room, where I sat on the leather couch and relaxed.
"Don't forget why I got you drunk." Kayla reminded me as she poured us more shots.
I took my cup sipped the drink and asked, "Where is he anyway?"
"I don't know. I just texted him to let him know we were here."
I shifted in my seat thinking drunk thoughts of what I wanted to do to him when I got the chance. I leaned back on the couch and daydreamed of his body being pressed tightly against mine. Just as my daydream got good he walked into the room with another man following close behind.
He cleared his throat catching my attention. "Nikki, this is Randy."
I stood up and shook his hand."Nice to meet you."
"And you." he replied.
"Randy, you remember Kayla right?" Mr. Lanton asked motioning toward her.
"How could I forget..." He answered looking her up and down as she stood up.
"Randy." She said looking at him with pure lust, then glancing toward me. "Let's go catch up." She grabbed his arm and led him out of the room, closing the door behind them.
Mr. Lanton turned to me and gave my outfit a quick look frowning.
"Is there a problem with what I'm wearing?" I asked sassily folding my arms.
"Yes," he said. "It's still on you."
He reached for my hips and I quickly moved away, taking my seat and sipping my drink. My body language dared him to come closer to me, as I crossed my legs and placed my arm on the back of the couch.
"That's nice." I said finishing my drink. I got up to walk out of the door but was immediately stooped in my tracks.
"Don't walk away from me." He said with a serious tone.
"Why not, Ryan?" I said teasingly. I turned around and walked to him, putting my arms around his neck.
He moved hands to the hem of my dress playing with it with the tips of his fingers. I pressed a long kiss to his lips. He began tug my dress up, but before he got it above his target area I turned around and walked out of the room leaving him to think.
