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“She’s most likely high on X. It stops her from grinding her teeth.”
“The fuck?”
“Yeah. It’s not for you. I did bring some pot, though.” His smile is cheeky. “Don’t play innocent with me,” he tells me when my eyes widen. “I know you’ve taken a hit off the green before. Also, put this on.” He pulls a costume mask from inside his hooded sweatshirt.
It’s beaded and beautiful. Emerald green sequence shines bright, reflecting off the strobe lights.
“Why?”
“Keep your identity safe.”
“Like anyone would know me here.” I roll my eyes.
“Humor me.”
He pulls me through the crowd once we both put our masks on. Smoke fills the air, and every half hour or so, foam fills the space. We hand the bottle back and forth between the two of us. His are more of a gulp whereas mine are more on the sip side. Ciarán can hold his alcohol well, and I know once we start winding down, he will stop drinking.
We dance. We sing along with the music. We drink from our shared bottle. I took more than a few hits off God’s weed. We people watch and laugh our asses off when a guy dressed as a rabbit hops around and starts to hump a guy dressed in a sexy Little Bo Peep outfit. People with silly masks run amuck along with people wearing beautiful masks. Then there are the people with bare faces, and I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to live a life so open and free without the worry of enemies.
I’m feeling good. Really good. I’m having the time of my life, and I’m dancing with every suitor that comes along. I don’t think I have ever felt so free.
Ciarán is doing his thing. Ten minutes ago, he was making out with a stunning brunette and right now he has his tongue down a blonde girl’s throat. I have denied all advances. Although, I won’t say I wasn’t intrigued. I turn to my left and see three people all over each other. I’m captivated by it, watching on through alcohol hazy eyes. It’s a female crushed between two men. Her smile when the man devouring her mouth releases her lips is illuminating. It brings me back to Demetri’s question the night before about participating in a threesome. Would I ever? It also brings me back to the fact that Demetri evaded the answer when I asked. Not that it’s really any of my business, but he didn’t think I could handle the answer which is why he wouldn’t answer.
I float around the floor, swaying to the music when I stop and grab for my cell phone. With the false bravado of alcohol and drugs in my system, I hit Demetri’s given name.
Me: You never answered that question last night.
It takes a minute for the bubbles to appear.
Sir: And what would that question be?
I pause with a thought of maybe I shouldn’t ask again. Then I say, fuck it.
Me: Have you ever had a threesome?
Sir: If you ask me a question, make sure you want to know the answer.
Me: I wouldn’t have asked, sir.
I throw the sir in there because it seems to stroke his ego. And at this moment, I feel cocky.
Sir: Haven, where are you?
Me: Still won’t answer the question, I see.
Sir: Where are you, young pup?
Me: I’m in a place where an opportunity may arise. And if one does, I’m not sure I’ll say no to the temptation.
His text comes through immediately.
Sir: Where the fuck are you?
Me: Tell me your answer.
I smirk, giddy with myself at my confidence to demand an answer.
Sir: I promise you, that when I find you, your ass will be flaming red.
