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I smiled at Monroe as I fumbled in my bag for my phone. “Fuck, where is it?” I muttered. I could hardly feel my fingers, which made it really fucking hard to find the phone.
“Hurry up, girl. I’ve got cock waiting for me.”
Our eyes met and we laughed in unison, both drunk from way too much alcohol. Our girls’ night out had started
at my place and quickly moved to this club where we’d spent the night drinking and searching for a man for Monroe.
“Got it!” I yelled loudly when I located the phone.
Monroe motioned with her hands for me to hurry up. That was a struggle because my brain was so fuzzy I couldn’t remember the damn pattern lock on my phone.
“Ugh,” Monroe grumbled. “This is why you should get a bloody iPhone, babe.”
I playfully smacked her. It was an old argument of ours. I preferred Samsung, and she harassed me to swap across. “Shut up,” I muttered, continuing to swipe all over the place.
“Fuck, how many attempts do you get before it locks you out? I cannot miss out on this dick!”
“I know! You’ll never let me forget it if you do.”
She placed her hand over mine and stopped me from swiping. “Wait! Give me his number and we can call it from my phone.”
I grimaced. “I don’t know his number.”
I traced patterns again and almost screamed my relief when I finally unlocked the phone.
Her eyes lit up. “You got it?”
“Yes, now let me just find his number,” I said, scrolling for Nitro’s number.
A few moments later, he answered, concern in his voice. “Vegas. You okay?”
“Yeah.”
“You still out with Monroe?”
I laughed as she started flapping her hands at me to speed shit along. Fuck, we were wasted. I could hardly hold myself up let alone get my brain to work faster.
“Tatum?” Nitro’s voice sounded in my ear again, dragging my attention from Monroe.
“Shit, sorry.” I couldn’t stop laughing because Monroe was hilarious in her agony over missing out on cock. “What are you doing right now?”
“Watching TV. Why?”
“Well, Monroe’s finally found herself a pierced dick and so she’s going home with him. They’re not going my way, so I have to either catch a cab or… I thought you could come pick me up. I could then show you my appreciation in ways you’d like.”
“Really? What ways exactly are we talking here?”
I smiled, loving his playful tone. “Don’t go getting too excited there, dude. I’m not talking knives here.” That idea still freaked me out. Thankfully he hadn’t brought it up again.
He chuckled. “You kill me, Vegas. I’ve got my hand on my dick and you turn it soft in one sentence.”
“Do you not think I can get you hard again? Have I failed you yet?”
“There’s a first time for everything. What you got for me if it’s not knives?”
Monroe widened her eyes and mouthed something about hurrying the hell up. I nodded and said to Nitro, “Okay, dude, we need to hurry this along. Monroe’s getting the shits with me. How about I blow you first and then I sit on your face and come all over it? After that, it’s your choice. I’ll do anything you want.”
“Fuck, I think I might have to wash that filthy mouth of yours out.”
