The aftermath

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Vincent pov

So this is what it is. I walked toward the liquor table and picked a bottle. Not sure what it was. the playlist played "Bottoms up" by Trey Songz. This song is my shit, perfectly fitting. I mean Bottoms up, absolutely I can get with that. I sipped and sipped and then it hits me that I shouldn't be bothered over her. I should just show — her even though she isn't here — how much I don't care. I yelled" who want to do body shots?" A series of yelling was followed. A very hot girl laid down on the table that I had cleared. I poured patrone on her stomach. I sucked that shit from her and yelled," let's get this Party started!"

I pulled the girl off the table, "what you're name beautiful?" She spoke with a slight slur, "It's Kay." She giggles," Wow, you're like really muscular and like super yummy." She picked up my hand and studied it. "So, wanna have a good time?" I offered. She stops me for a second and answers, "give me a minute." She takes a few steps towards table and circles the alcohol choices. She chooses a bottle of vodka and downs the whole damn thing. She walks over bubbly and giggly, " okay now, let's go." I lead her away from the crowd of people and up the stairs.

I lead her to my doorway and pause before going in, " do you have a boyfriend?" She swallows and answers, " No, I would never cheat on someone. That shit can fuck someone up for a long fucking time." Then I open my door and begin to suck her in with my kiss. I pull her in front of me, pushing her to bed while shutting the door. I quickly begin to unbutton my shirt while she strips of her clothes. She strips her clothes to reveal what I had already know was a beautiful body.

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