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“Hey, are you okay man?” he asked, all worried all of a sudden.
“What do you care?” I asked.
“Look, I was just messing around. Do you need me to call someone?” he asked.
“And who would you call? My girlfriend?” I smirked. “Better yet, you could call her brother. Bet he’d prefer if your pretty ass were dating her instead. Where’s my other drink?” I muttered.
By drink nine, I was wobbling out of the bar, laughing at the fact that I could hardly feel my feet as my body swung with each step forward. The burning sensation from earlier was forgotten. In fact, I couldn’t even remember my name. On my way to my car, a few hands pulled me to a stop, gripping me, and I yelped, shrugging them off, feeling as if whatever I was running from, my inner demons had caught up to me, and they were about to take me away.
“Hey, hey, hey, okay, steady there,” a voice said. It was high pitched, but I couldn’t tell if that was because of my own disorientation since the other voices surrounding it sounded warbled. “You’re in no fit state to drive, are you crazy?” they continued.
Spinning around, about to tell off whoever it was, the blurred vision of women in business suits all rushed to my aid.
“I came here for brunch, not this shit,” another voice that sounded female said as her faint silhouette walked away. “When you guys are done with him, meet me inside.”
“Bye.” Wobbling, I waved with a curl of my lip. “I wasssnn’t evennn asking for yourrr help, anyway.” My words slurred.
“Come on, we’ve got to get you home,” yet another voice said.
“Home? I’m not going to your home,” I said. “How old are you?” My arms felt like they were floating away from my body. Turned out that they were just swinging them over their shoulders.
“Forty. How old are you?” the voice responded. It was friendly.
“Almost forty,” I grinned. “What a messsss, right?” I asked, waving a hand over my body.
“Wait,” I said, struggling to be released from their hold. “Are you married? Seeing someone?”
“Why? You wanna date her?” A voice snickered.
“From the looks of things, he doesn’t seem to be doing too bad for himself, financially even if he is a sorry son of a bitch,” the other voice said. “That’s a nice car and check out that watch.”
That made me crack up a bit.
“He’d probably be a good catch if he sobered up; he’s pretty good looking,” someone teased.
The original voice grinned. “No. I’m single as ever. If you’re still interested after you’ve sobered up, maybe we can talk about it. How about that?” she asked just as I felt my body being shoved into a car. The door slammed behind me and then another door.
“So, where to?” the voice asked from the front of the car.
“Your place?” I said, grimacing and trying to sit up straight to make eye contact with her through her rearview mirror. But my head was pounding.
She grinned. “Yeah, I don’t think so. What’s your address?” she asked.
After grumbling it to her, her friends said, “If you think we’re letting you drive on your own with Mr. Crazypants in your car, you must be out of your mind. I’ve got my pepper spray and taser just in case.” The car doors on either side of me opened. “Scoot over, weirdo,” someone said before I was sandwiched between the bodies of a few women.
“I’ll take my car and follow behind you,” another one said before the door closed and the car started moving. My body swayed with the movement, and I rested my head, feeling it land against something soft.
“Oh, for the love of…” the woman groaned, but she didn’t push me away. Instead, she hissed under her breath before she stroked my back. “Guess you just had a bad day or something, huh? Hell knows we’ve all had our fair share, although we wouldn’t be crazy enough to drive drunk,” she tsked before pulling me closer.
“Ah, come here,” she said. My body eased into her embrace; a cuddle was exactly what I needed. It reminded me of why I always found solace in the arms of a woman. Maybe I just needed to stay away from the ones with baggage.
* * *
“All right! I’m on my way!” Responding to the relentless knocking on the door, I pulled myself from the couch, groaning and stretching to extend myself to my full length. It was probably the guys checking up on me.
My neck and back ached, but that stretch sent shivers down my spine.
The chill of the night air brushed against my cheeks upon opening the door but the fact that it was dark outside, and I had no idea when I got home, wasn’t my biggest surprise.
