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Thankfully, the same girl who took our order makes her way to me. “Know what you want now?” She smiles at me, showing off her pearly whites.
“Um, yeah.” I shift my eyes back and forth and let out a heavy sigh. “Okay, so, my friends don’t know this but I can’t have any alcohol tonight. I don’t want to spoil the evening and it might not even be anything to worry about. But I still don’t know and I just want to be careful.” I am rambling. I am blurting my secret out to some strange woman who doesn’t have the time for it.
But she nods, understanding me. “Sprite or coke with a lime wedge?”
“Sprite, please.”
She smiles and grabs a glass, making me a faux gin and tonic. She slides it over to me and says, “We can make you our drinks as mocktails if you’d like. Just order one by name and I’ll make sure there’s no alcohol.” Again, she gives me a warm smile. “I’ll be right over with the other drinks.”
“Thank you so much.” This girl is going to be my saving grace tonight.
I head back to my friends and feel a bit of relief wash over my shoulders. At least I don’t need to worry about that for right now. Of course there is still the matter of buying a third test. At this point I should’ve bought them wholesale. I am going to be spending all of my ‘going out’ money on these stupid tests. In reality it should be something the guy should buy. But then I’d have to tell Grant the truth and I don’t think I can fathom that right now.
“Yay! You got something.” Kate smiles.
“Ahh! Look at how cute!” Grace gasps when the waitress brings over their drinks. She and Kate take a variety of photos before she touches them. I sip on my sprite slowly, pretending it’s gin which is not my favorite alcohol but it’s the price I pay for casual sex.
“I want to take it home!” Grace whispers.
“Take what?” I ask, confused.
“The bathtub.” She winks and moves her purse closer to the table.
“Grace!” Kate and I exclaim at the same time.
“Fine, fine!” She sighs, shaking her head.
“So did I notice Austin’s sister checking you out? Did something happen there?” Kate turns to face me and I feel a blush creep over my cheeks.
“W-what?” I stutter nervously.
“Oh my gosh! Something is so happening!” Kate squeals. “If you guys get married then we’ll be actual sisters!”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, let’s slow down,” I say, wide eyed.
“Are you into girls?” Grace asks. Not with a hint of judgment, more so curiosity.
“I- I don’t know,” I answer honestly. “I’ve never really met anyone that’s made me curious.” Until now. There was something about Dakota that made me innately curious. And it’s not like I ever said I was one hundred percent straight, I’ve always just liked who I’ve liked.
“You’re so going to go home with her.” Kate sips her drink with a huge smile on her face.
“Well, we are sharing a room,” I joke.
“Let’s dance!” Kate exclaims when a song she likes comes over the speakers. It is one of those annoying songs they play at every college party so by the end of the semester you have to know all the words whether you want to or not.
“You two go ahead! I’ll watch the drinks,” Grace decides and for a moment I panic, wondering if she’ll be able to tell I’m not drinking. So in desperation, I pick out the lime, and down the rest of the drink. I even make a face for good measure and follow Kate to the dance floor.
She’s wearing this tiny, skin tight, black dress that I’m a little worried is going to show off all of her if she moves too much. But of course she doesn’t seem to be worried about that and decides to drop to the floor. This dress must be made out of elastic because it moves with her and she’s back holding my arms and dancing with me. My dress wasn’t much better, dark green with a slit up my left thigh, but that’s what I get for letting Kate pick out my outfit for tonight. She thought I might want to pick up a guy but in reality, I am hoping it might catch Dakota’s attention. Then again, do I really want to catch anyone’s attention when I don’t even know what is going on in my own body?
Kate starts grinding on me and I can’t help but laugh. I know she’s drunk but even if she wasn’t I’m sure she’d do the same. We’re dancing together and I notice some guys starting to watch. What is it about two women dancing together that make guys think they have a chance?
“Move along, boys! I’m getting married!” She flashes them her shiny ring and they make a face but disperse.
“Vultures,” I say, shaking my head.
“It’s Vegas, baby!” She’s in too good of a mood to let some men ruin her fun.
We head back to the table to check on Grace when we realize she’s not at the table. I figured she went to the bathroom or something when I see only one bathtub cup on the table. No fucking way. We can’t leave our friends alone for even a minute. She’s left a few bills to cover our drinks at least, but she is nowhere to be found.
