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“No. Uber. I’m responsible like that,” she retorted with sass. Or maybe it was the shot talking.
Luc shook his head, his eyes heavy and filled with disapproval. He had such a brooding sense to him. Maybe it was the way he towered over her. She didn’t hate it.
“I’m taking you home.” His voice was stern, and his eyes focused on her.
“I told you, I’m taking an Uber. And what if I’m not ready yet?” Who was he to tell her what to do?
“And I said I’m taking you home. You’re too tipsy, and I don’t trust you alone in an Uber.”
“Barkeep, another shot please!” She slammed her hand on the bar.
“Really?” Luc shot her a pointed look.
The bartender looked at her, then looked at Luc. “I think I’m cutting you off, young lady. You weigh what, a buck ten? I think you’ve already had too much. Do you have a ride home, or do I need to call you a cab?”
Luc spoke up quickly. “She has a ride home.”
She wanted to argue, but maybe she had drunk too much tonight. “What about Quinn? She’s Ubering too.”
She glanced over at her friend, who was now tongue wrestling with one of the guys, while the other danced behind her. All Kassie could do was groan and be thankful she wasn’t as drunk as Quinn.
“No. I called the guys a cab and for her, too. Although, it appears they may be only making one stop.” He nodded to Quinn and the guys.
Quinn was not shy about public displays of affection. Obviously.
“C’mon on.” Luc took her hand and led her across the dance floor towards Quinn. “There’s a cab outside for you three,” he told them. “And don’t forget to use protection.” Luc tossed them a couple of condom packs.
“Really?” Kassie gawked at his actions.
“I’m supposed to watch out for them, and that’s the best advice they’re going to get tonight.” He tugged on her arm, pulling her towards the exit.
She looked back to say goodbye to her friend, but Quinn was stuck between those two like the peanut butter in a sandwich. It didn’t surprise her; that’s how Quinn was.
Kassie shook her arm, trying to get Luc to let go. It was weird that he was holding her hand. It felt wrong, but right in a weird way.
Luc stopped and turned to her. A naughty smirk sat on his face. “Come on, sweets. I just want to hold your hand. Is that okay?”
She didn’t hate the idea. His hands were strong and rough, and made her stomach do cartwheels. Or maybe it was the alcohol. Either way, she liked it. She just refused to tell him that.
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CHAPTER NINE
Luc
Luc drove his Porsche away from Mario’s. The cool fall air blew in the open windows. Kassie sang along to the rock song on his radio, her words slightly slurred, and she only got about half of them correct. She didn’t fool him; she was drunk. Or at the very least, tipsy. Nonetheless, he wasn’t going to leave her at the bar like that. Too many bad things happened to women when they were drunk and alone. And with Quinn leaving too, he had to make sure Kassie got home safely.
He sent his buddies home in a cab, fairly sure they were all going back to Quinn’s place.
“So, who were your friends, anyway?” Kassie slurred.
“Rookies. JJ and Travis. They’re good guys, but are young and really milking the whole I’m a hockey player pickup line. But they won’t hurt Quinn, I can vouch for that.”
“Luc, I’m not worried about Quinn. And she really doesn’t care what occupation the guy has. She’s not picky.” Kassie yawned. She made a cute little squeaky noise as she did. “Do you go to Mario’s a lot?”
“Enough.” It used to be his stomping ground for picking up girls, using the lame line that he was a hockey player. He wasn’t going to tell her that, not like it was relevant ever since he’d met her. No girl measured up to Kassie. Sure, some girls had one or two good features, but none were her.
“Huh, I’ve never seen you there.”
