"Hey, where you running off to honey?" He turned as if to lead me toward the doorway. I had to think fast. I looked around and finally spotted Madison but she was getting a very thorough tonsil examination. No help there. Crap.

"Um just running to the bathroom, I’ll be right back." I tried to smile sweetly in adoration. I felt like someone was pulling my lips with strings. It must have worked because he nodded his head slowly and removed his arm.

"I’ll be over there." He pointed somewhere in the corner of the room and I nodded my head excitedly. He backed off and let me go.

I turned to the door and practically ran for it this time, squeezing my way through the masses then squeezing through some more until I got to the bathroom. It was empty to my relief, so I did my business then checked myself out in the mirror. I still looked presentable, if a little sweaty. My eyes had a glazed, brightness to them, but I blamed that on the alcohol.

The night wasn’t what I expected it to be though. I found myself wanting to go home. Badly. I sighed and grabbed my drink and took a sip for courage then opened the door quickly, not bothering to look up, forgetting for a minute how crowded the house was.

I promptly ran into a brick wall. Or what felt like a brick wall. I
bounced off of it and fell on my ass with a dull thud, my drink spilling down my chest. I looked up ready to shout at the idiot then felt the words pile up behind my throat. It was Ashley.

Her eyes were smiling but her lips didn’t get the memo. If I wasn’t so enthralled by the darkness of her stare I would have thought that she was angry.

Boy was I wrong.

"So can you talk or what?" She asked in that phone sex voice. That’s what I dubbed it. My lips moved but I had yet to utter a word. My mouth snapped shut and I nodded instead.

It was ridiculous the way I was still on the floor with a goddess looming over me, but I just couldn’t seem to get my legs and arms to move. She must have been reading my mind because she shook her head a little then bent down with her hands reaching out for me. I reached out to her and was pulled up with enough force to make me tumble into her. Either she was unaware of her own bodily strength or she did it intentionally. I was too self-conscious and shy to think the latter.