I know you all are waiting to see how it all ends up, but if I would have wrote it all in one chapter it would have been huge, so I broke it up into two, so you are just going to have to be patient. :-)
We get out of the car and head inside hand in hand. He opens the door for me, and I catch his eyes lingering, but that's a good thing. Step one: make him look.. right? I smile up at him, going for anything but innocent as he gazes down at me. As we walk inside, I spot Ty and Jodi up at the bar and the guys around a table in the corner.
"I'm going to talk to Ty and Jodi," I say before kissing him lightly on the cheek as he goes toward the guys. As I walk away, I can feel eyes on me, but when I turn around it wasn't what I had expected. 'No, that's some creepy guy, wrong set of eyes' I think to myself before scuffling over to where the girls are. I sit down on a bar stool where finally my eyes meet his. I smirk at him before tossing my hair over my shoulder playfully and turning to face them.
"Well, he's definitely looking, that's for sure," Jodi chuckles while looking over at the guys. I turn around in their direction, seeing that Kris isn't the only guys' eye I'm getting attention from. I smile over at them before turning back around to face the girls.
"Well," Ty says while passing a shot down my way. "step two is to knock them back, right?" I laugh at her before grabbing it and drinking it.
"It's actually to act like you are knocking them back," Lacy says while working her hardest to slip onto the empty bar stool next to me, which would probably be a lot easier if she wasn't 6 months pregnant. "You can't get totally trashed, otherwise you might actually go through with it," she says while laughing before turning around toward the guys, all of our heads following respectively. "I mean look at him," she begins, and I know that this can only go no where good. "Mhmm, I'd hit that," she says while nodding her head, an evil smile crossing her face.
"Lacy!"I scold, slapping her on her arm while a smile crosses my face.
I take another deep breath as I watch her walk over toward the rest of the girls, something I know I'll probably be doing a lot tonight. I'm attracted to her on any normal day, but I just can't keep my eyes off of her. Taking a second to collect my thoughts, I try to take a step back and look at the big picture, or at least take my focus off of the way she looks tonight, because that certainly isn't helping anything. I care about her, a lot and even as nice as it sounds to take her home and have my way with her, she's no where ready for that even if I am. I know all of these things, and I'm trying me hardest to behave but it's damn hard. Especially with the way her legs look so long in those high heels.. No. That was bad, I can't think like that or I'll never make it through the night, especially if she spends the night again. Oh crap, I hadn't even thought about that. I shake my head, trying to rid it of all mature thoughts as I sit down with the guys.
"What's with Kailyn?" Jordan asks when I sit back in my chair, catching myself glancing over at her even as hard as I try not to.
"Hmm?" I ask, not hearing what he had just said since I was in a trance.
"Kailyn," he says while pointing toward the direction of the girls. "She looks..."
"Hot," the rest of the guys chime in when Jordan is at a loss of words. I turn to look at them, starring all of them down before someone speaks up to explain.
"I mean she does normally too, it's just tonight... damn," Max says while shaking his head in approval.
"I know," I mumble, knowing all too well what he's saying as I sit and watch her take a couple of shots.
We've been here for a couple of hours by the time Kris finally pulls me off the dance floor. I do just as Lacy and the rest of the girls instructed me, dance close to him but anytime he puts his hands on me, squirm out of his reach, driving him crazy no doubt. We make our way back to the bar where Lacy is still sitting because she is quite pregnant, and Ty is still sitting because she's not old enough to drink. If it weren't for Geno, she'd be standing outside begging to be let in, but being Stanley Cup Champions does have a large amount of pull..
I take a shot off the bar and drink it, only to find everyone starring at me.
"Don't you think you should stop?" Kris whispers in my ear as he pulls my hand away from the bar and away from another shot.
"Too late," I say while shaking my head. "I'm already drunk," I add with a shrug of my shoulders, making him laugh at me. I'm about to pull him closer to me when Lacy grabs my hand.
"We're just gonna head to the ladies room, be back soon," she calls over her shoulder. She drags me behind her, pulling me through the door and locking it after she checks to make sure nobody else is in here with us.
"What are you doing?" I ask, probably a little louder than needed. "I'm ready to go home and--" I don't even get a full sentence out before it feels like my cheek is on fire. I place my hand on my cheek before I look up at Lacy who is just starring back at me. "Did you just slap me?"
"Sorry girlfriend, but you needed it," she says while rubbing my shoulders. "The idea was to act like you were drinking, not get totally wasted."
"I know, but I was just--" Once again, my cheek is tingling again, a sort of feeling I really can't stand. "Would you stop doing that?!" I yell, only to have her grab me by my shoulders, making sure I'm listening to her.
"Oh god, you're trashed. Brilliant," she mumbles more to herself than to me. "Do you remember the plan?" she asks suddenly.
"Yes, take him home, throw myself at him," I mumble to myself, praying that the room stops spinning before I do a face plant.
"And stop yourself if he doesn't. Don't give him anything you aren't ready for," she instructs. I nod my head in response before we head out of the door. I see Kris standing there waiting for me, our coats in hand before I walk over to him, a smile on my face.