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"Friends leave you?"
My head snapped up at the sound of the deep voice The ered sideways
Hot Biker Boy reached out as though to steady me, but I slid farther away, determined that he not touch h to proclaim himself unarmed
My stare moved from his palm to his face A face too pretty to be in this bar where it looked like you needed an injection of penicillin if you just brushed up against one of its patrons
Except he was one of thele started to slip past ers to aveto clear it froainst the wall just a few inches beside me "You okay?" he asked
"Y-yes Fine You? How are you? Oh, wait Me?" I frowned "Why? Why do you ask? Don’t I look okay?"
One corner of his rin I could have kickedso much A simple yes would have sufficed
He angled his head, his deeply set eyes focusing on me with an intensity that I wasn’t accusto past the clothes and irl beneath I squinted Were those his lashes? Ridiculous They were longer than lashes ought to be on a guy
"You look drunk," he replied
I winced Was it that obvious? "Not really I’ve had a few"
He gave ave hi his head, he looked out at the bar that was growing just as rowdy as the woht had kicked things off for the night and now things were really hopping
"You stranded here?"
I looked back at hiain "No" Stranded made me sound sohelpless Even if it was true, that wasn’t o?"
"They had to go so if that wasn’t really an answer at all
"Without you?"
I exhaled It was a difficult lie to maintain when I stood here alone Cold Wet And nated driver had flaked out on ed a hand down one side of my face
He buried one hand in his jacket pocket but didn’t add anything else We leaned against the wall in silence, staring straight ahead, several inches separating us The heat from his body radiated towardfor hiia in front of him and reveal just how desperate and alone I was
One of the wo on top of a table noaving her aryrated her hps to the shouts and cheers of men below her
He spoke up beside me, his voice a rich, deep ru" Was that ive you a ride home If you want"
If you want