Perfect Strangers

Chapter Twelve

ONE MONTH LATER

"Are you ever going to get out of your bed. I'm super glad your back i've missed you so much but I can't be happy your here until i actually get to talk to you again. And i don't mean me doing all the talking." Grace says on the other side of my door.

I hear my door open and my bed sink.
I turn my back to Grace and continue to stare at the wall.

"Your mom made me responsible for you as of today. Probably because she wants you to finally get out of the house and have fun again."

I feel kind of better now that i'm in my own bed but I can't get find a way to get myself up. I feel weak and empty.

"Can we get drunk." I say very raspy to Grace.

"Of course! Yay I need some Lake in my life!"
*****
I'm crazy drunk and i'm kissing a man in a random apartment.

Is this dangerous? Yes
Is he hot? Yes
Do I know where I am? No
Do I care when this fine piece of man is taking off my clothes? No

okay then i'm where I need to be.
*****
My head is pounding and I feel dizzy but I find a random tshirt and my skirt from last night and and one heel and i run out the door. I call an uber and get back home.

"Where were you?" grace asks with a smirk on her face.

"Umm." I try hard to keep a smile from my face.

"Hey it's fine with me just don't become one of those girls..."

I know exactly what she means but i just shrug because I just want to have some fun.

the next night....

"Let me but you a drink." someone comes up behind me dancing and shouts over the music in my ear.

"Okay!" I shout back.

I follow the man to the bar, i still haven't seen his face but from behind he's really attractive.

"Two vodkas please." The man tells the bar tender and I go to stand next to him.

"So what's your name?" He asks and I look up at him.

Yep I was right what a gorgeous specimen. He's about 6'4 with a perfect looking body under his nice fitting clothing. He has blonde hair and hazel eyes. I swoon and wipe the drool from my mouth.

"Um Blake." I say still staring at him. I should've said Bidget because that's who he's talking to right now.

"I'm James." He slides me the vodka he just ordered.

I drink it as fast as i could with the harsh burn that comes with it.

"Woah someone's thirsty." He chuckles
"Can I get a water over here please."He asks the bartender.

We get the water after just comfortable silence and string at each other.

"Here if you don't drink this now you'll regret it later." He gives time the water.

"Thanks dad." I roll my eyes and drink the water.

"I just would feel bad taking you home and then you not even remembering the amazing night your about to have because you were too wasted." He smirks and grabs my hand.

I don't even say anything I just follow him. I don't even realize we get in a car. I honestly feel like i'm floating.

*****
"Wow nice place." I chuckle at the guy because he took me to a hotel. How classy.

"Just temporary. I just got in town."

"Why? Divorce your wife or something?"

"No, I'm here for work."