Chapter 45 Don’t Want to be Useless.
After Eric left, I sent a message to Levi Swift. “When are you coming back, you brat?”
Levi diet reply til the middle of the night. “Not sure yet. Things are crazy busy right now. I’ll let you know as soon as I have a date!”
I sent back a sticker in response, teped off my phone, and fell asleep
Before Levi retuned, I got a call from my best friend, Natasha fours:
Wow, so y’te getting a divorce and didn’t even tell me? We’re hitting Phantom Bar tonight. Drinks are on me! Let’s celebrate you finally ditching Jerniah, that trash of a man, and breaking free of your love blind self!”
Natasha was my childhood friend, a sharp and independent powerhouse of a woman.
Her family heavily favored sons, with most of the family assets going to her brother. But she took the little money they gave her and built her own copy from scratch, ruming it with great success.
She was constantly busy traveling for work, Jeremiah hates her fiery personality, so he told me to stay away from her.
Like an idiot, I listened to him in my past life. Unless Natasha reached out to me, I wouldn’t contact her, and eventually, we fell out of touch. Looking back now, I wish I could slap myself.
Tagreed immediately, “Deal! We drink until we drop tonight!”
We met outside the bar, and the moment I saw her, I umged forward and hugged her. “Natasha, I missed you so much!”
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Natasha pushes me away with a look of disdain. “Keep it together!”
Though she said that, she still grabbed any hand and dragged me buside, where she ordered an endless stream of drinks.
While drinking, she cursed, “I’ve been telling you forever that Jeremiah was trash. Thank God you woke up in time and didn’t waste your entire life on
She threw an arm around my shoulder and patted her chest. “From now on, I’ll take care of you!”
I downed my drink in one gulp before replying, “No thanks. I don’t want to be a useless bun anymore.”
We locked eyes, then burst out laughing Raising our glasses, we toasted to the bright futures ahead of us.
Natasha had ordered strong drinks, and it didn’t take long before my head was spinning. Everything in front of me seemed to blur together. Clinging to the last shred of sobriety, Istanbled out of the bathroom, only to smack right into a wall. It was a hard and warm wall.
A haud caught me around the waist, and 1 instinctively leaned into the “wall“, rubbing against it and sighing in comfort.
Then, I heard a familiar voice. “How mich did you drink? Who are you here with?
Why was the wall talking?
Dazed, I tilted my head back and saw a face so stuming it could rival any celebrity. He had sharp features that looked perfectly chiseled. Oh, it wasn’t a wall. It was a ridiculously handsome pry.
I giggled like a fool and reached out to touch his face. “You’re so good–looking, Hey, handsome, want to grab a drink with me?”
I was a sucker for a pretty face. No way I was letting this one slip through my fingers
The guy’s lips moved as if he were saying something, but I couldn’t hear a word. His voice just seemed annoying, so I leaned in and bit him.
He froze immediately, his whole body going stift.
I stuck out my tongue and gave the spot a little lick, then sailed. “You taste sweet. You smell like apples. Were you drinking cider just now?”
a low fun like he was embarrassed.
Then, he took a deep breaths, scooped me up bridal style, and said, “You’re drunk. I’ll take you home.”
upbridal–style,
addy’t remember how I got home. All I knew was that as soon as my body hit the bed, I grabbed onto his sleeve and yanked him down with me. He lost his balance and landed on top of me, his dark eyes staring straight into mine, burning with an intensity that telt almost scorching
Chaphyy de Almast Da Out 21 Cointel!
