He holds back a laugh and his head rolls back. His knees bend briefly before they straighten again and he tilts his head to the side. “You have such a way with words. Too bad it’s the alcohol talking.”
“I don’t want to talk anymore. You talk too much.” I place my finger on his lips and say, “Shh…” Then I start to laugh.
I fumble a bit and he helps me stand up. The room seems to be moving so I grasp on to his arms.
I hear someone coming and I realize I can’t quite get my balance. I cover my mouth with my hand when my nerves catch up with me.
“Let’s get you to a restroom,” Finn states as he searches for the nearest one.
“I don’t feel very well.”
He nods as he helps me stagger into the bathroom. He takes me in the ladies room and I’m surprised it’s empty except for one person in a stall.
“Let’s put a little water on your face.”
As he reaches for a paper towel, I feel something rising in my throat. Rushing to the toilet, I fall to my knees and puke. I never drink and tonight I did too much too soon.
He comes in behind me and holds my hair.
After I empty my stomach, he helps me to my feet, wiping my mouth with the towel in his hand.
“Should I be worried you puked after we kissed?” he asks with a half laugh.
My head hurts and I want him to stop talking. “Could you give me a few minutes?”
“Will you be okay by yourself?”
I nod my head. “Yeah, I’m better.”
After he makes his way out, I plop down onto the couch in the bathroom. What in the fuck did I just do?
The door from the other stall opens and a short-haired brunette steps out. I’ve never seen her before.
She does a double take at me and shakes her head.
“What?” I ask.
“If you can’t hold your liquor, you shouldn’t drink.”
I nod my head. She’s right. “I’m a dumbass.”
She laughs. It’s a quirky sound, but I like it.
I watch her as she washes her hands. She’s swaying a bit as she stands there. I blink a few times and realize the room is moving, not her.
Her head turns to the side and she furrows her eyebrows. “Were you kissing that dude that was in here with you?”
I nod my head sheepishly. Oh God, I kissed Finn. “How did you know?”
“Have you seen yourself in the mirror?” She chuckles.
Attempting to stand, I wobble a bit. She rolls her eyes and holds out her hand to help me. Blinking a few times to focus my eyes, my reflection comes into view. That damn red lipstick. I look like Heath Ledger as the Joker. “Grilled Cheesus!”
She laughs and hands me a couple of paper towels. “Eh, we’ve all been there. It happens when people mix alcohol and work.”
“You’ve made out with a guy from work too?” I ask.
She sneers. “No, agirlfrom work.”
