Joey grabbed my hand, directing me to the same place we were before. Except, the room was full of people; without masks. A hugely built man approached Joey and I. Towering above us, he looked down at us, "Hey mother fucker!"' he said with excitement. Joey laughed, "Hey dickhead!". Looking at me, "Wednesday, this is Mick. Mick, Wednesday." I shook his gigantic hand with a smile. "This official?" he sarcastically muttered to Joey. With a hesitant laugh, "Ha, ugh.... I just met her." Joey finished with an awkward smile.
Joey wrapped his hand around my arm, leading me away from Mick. He pushed through people, as he kept his head down. Reaching to the less crowded kitchen, he grabbed two beers off the counter. Handing one to me, "I'm sorry I dragged you into this mess. Ugh... I, didn't really, umm, except to be ever doing this." I twisted the cap off while stariing at the blue and green floor tiles. "Do you want me to take you home?" he asked. "If you want to.... I don't mind spending the time with you. I mean..." he cut me off, "I'm not asking you to leave!" with anxiousness. Smiling as I took another sip from my beer. With a playful tone and I smile, I'll stay", as I slid my fingers down his chest.
Joey leaned into me, using his fingers to push my jet black hair out of my face. As tension and anticipation rose, we locked lips once again. As he pulled my body into his, I latched onto his neck. He reached his hands lower grabbing my upper thighs and lifting me up. He sat me down on the counter as he continued to kiss me. Tracing his fingers down a path on my body, he pulled me a bit closer.
As our highest peak of making out; a man cheers, "Get it, Joey!!" as he carried on laughing and grabbing a beer. Joey instantly stopped and rolled his eyes, "Screw off, Acey!" as he flipped him off. I jumped down from the counter, taking another drink from my beer "This is the most times I've been erupted while trying to be physical with a guy." Embarrassment struck Joey's face, turning him white as a ghost.
