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"Gimme another." I stuttered, tapping on the counter of the bar. I had just finished my seventh shot of the night, and I was ready for round eight.
The blurry bartender began to speak, but I just tapped on the counter again.
"You b-better do it." I giggled, squealing when he hesitantly slid me another shot. I knew I should've stopped a while ago, but I was on cloud nine right now. I swear I was so drunk that I could see the Moon Goddess herself shaking her head.
I lifted my glass to the ceiling, toasting one to the Moon Goddess.
"This one's for MG. I love that looney lady."
I smiled as I brought the shot glass back to my face, ready to sip it, when suddenly it was snatched out of my hands.
My jaw dropped as I turned to face whoever had ruined my fun, ready to beat their ass. But when I saw who it was, I wanted to kiss them.
"If it isn't my sexy ass mate." I said, placing a sloppy kiss on his lips. I pulled away, smiling as my mate gave me an amused smile.
"How many shots have you had?" He asked me, and I held up my fingers to count.
I knew how much I had, but I wanted to make him believe otherwise.
So instead I held up one shaking finger. I watched my sexy ass mate laugh, and I thought about how much sexier he'd look with his clothes off.
Yummy.
I was about to strip him myself, when the stupid fucking bartender interrupted.
"I believe the Luna has had seven shots."
I snapped around to look at the little snitch.
"Nobody asked you, Gregory."
"The name's Brandon, Luna."
Brandon. What a stupid fuck nugget.
I heard Kailen chuckling from behind me, but right now I couldn't look at Kailen. All I wanted to do was fight Gregory, or Brandon. Whoever this bitch was, I wanted to kick him. I really was about to reach over the bar counter, and shake him back and forth, when I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pull me back.
"Hey only my mate can grab me," I said. I was fully prepared to tell off whoever had touched me, when I noticed it was only Kailen.
"I think it's time to go." He said softly, but I threw my head back in defiance. No way was I leaving when that bartender still owed me shit.
"Not until Mr. Brandon over here gives me my shot!" I retorted, crossing my arms. There was no way Kailen would deny me MY shot, I was a full blown adult.
But he took me by surprise when he picked me up, and tossed me over his shoulder. My stupid ass gown made it impossible to see, and I squirmed around trying to escape.
"Kailen," I whined, "Let me go. I'll be good."
Be good. What a lie. There was no way in hell I was going to be good. I started to giggle, and then I couldn't stop. Suddenly everything seemed hilarious to me, and when I got a view of Kailen's ass, I started to poke it. I don't know why, but his ass just looked so irresistible.
"Poke poke."
I was very amused with poking Kailen's ass, and I was gonna do it again, but he set me down in the car.
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Moon Child
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