Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Dre covered her mouth to prevent spitting her beer onto the table. She laughed as she wiped the dribble on her chin with a napkin. “The things you say,” she said, a blush creeping up her cheeks.
“Does it bother you?” I asked. “The way I talk. The things I say.”
She shook her head. “No. I think the way your mind works is incredible. Hilarious at times, but still incredible. It’s unexpected.” She pressed her lips together and toyed with the edge of the label of her beer. “You’re just you, and there’s no one else like you.”
I coughed and glowered at the bottle in my hand as if it was the beer’s fault, and not my emotions, I was choking on. “I think the way you look. The things you do. The way you are with Bo. With me. God fucking damn it, Doc. You’re the incredible one.”
She inhaled sharply.
“Now eat while you can because I have a surprise for you,” I told her.
“Another surprise?” she asked, eagerly picking up her crab-cracker. She stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth and concentrated on breaking the hard shell of the crab.
I took a sip of my beer and leaned over my plate. Her eyes met mine.
“You’ve got a lifetime of surprises coming your way, Doc.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Dre
My next surprise turned out to be Ray and Thia who were kind enough to organize a bachelorette for me. They’d both become great friends in recent months.
They took me to a bar called Hansen’s where we played pool, drank pitchers of warm beer (everyone except Ray), danced to the music from the live band, and talked about all things wife/woman/mother/life while pretending like we didn’t know that Wolf and Rev, who were standing on opposite corners of the room, were sent to keep an eye on us.
After our second pitcher of beer, I excused myself to use the restroom.
I was in a stall doing my business when I heard the door open. A wave of loud music from the band came bursting in then swiftly disappeared as the door was shut again. I didn’t think anything of it until I heard the door being locked. Footsteps slowly clacked across the uneven tile. “Ray?” I asked. “Thia?”
No answer.
I really wished the stall was the kind you could see under but no such luck, the door went all the way to the floor.
Fear turned to panic as the footsteps stopped just outside the stall.
I pulled up my panties and pulled down my dress assessing where I could go or what I could use as a weapon, but there was nothing. I was about to just push open the stall hoping to hit whoever was standing behind it and make my escape when a loud knock came at the bathroom door. “Why the fuck is this locked?” A female voice slurred, followed by more knocking. “Open up we gotta pee,” another girl shouted.
The footsteps retreated. I heard the door being unlocked followed by both the music and the chatting girls stumbling their way in.
I slowly unlatched the door and when I emerged there were only two girls in the bathroom. One was fixing her lipstick. The other was peeing in the sink with her red panties down around her ankles.
“Was there anyone else just in here?” I asked.
“No, but we thought the door was locked, but I think it was just jammed, we got it open.”
“And there was no one else in here?” I asked. “Are you sure?”
Did I imagine the footsteps?
“No one but us and our fine selves,” the one girl answered, hopping off the sink and pulling up her panties. “Wait, were you waiting for someone so you could like hook-up in the bathroom?” The other girl asked, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “That’s so slutty, I fucking love it.”
I left them behind in the bathroom. The only explanation for what I experienced was a left over side effect from when Preppy’s mom had someone attempt to kidnap me. Fear in its most basic form running amok.
She’s dead. There’s nothing to fear. I reminded myself.
Plus, there was a very important day coming up, so of course I was a little on edge.
Logically, there was no way someone could have been in the bathroom, unlocked the door and left, without those two girls not seeing them. By the time I’d made it back to the pool table to join Ray and Thia, I’d convinced myself that it was all a misunderstanding and I’d let my imagination and fear take over.
It was my bachelorette party after all. I was going to make the best of it.
Ray handed me a shot and I took it without asking what was in it. The clear liquid burned my throat on the way down. No sooner than I set the glass down on a nearby table did a pair of masculine hands grabbed me around the waist from behind. I shrieked, but the voice only laughed. He released me and I twirled around to find myself face to face with Brandon!