Chapter 7

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I didn't know how long I danced. For me, time had stopped. There was music flowing through my body, the rhythm synchronizing with the beat of my heart. Alcohol made it easier for me to focus solely on dance. I didn't register the changing of songs. The DJ efficiently mixed the songs. From time to time, my body touched a stranger's hand, but then told the owner to get off of me. I changed my place.

My heart was beating rather quickly because of the physical exertion. Sweat appeared on my inflamed skin. The club felt stuffy; it was underground and there were no windows. The air-conditioning was inadequate. Hundreds of bodies moved with me to the same bit, like in a trance. It was a wonderful feeling - I loved it.

Then there appeared a remix of a famous song. I sang out loud until my throat felt hurt, and I could tell that the people around me were doing the same.

I walked into the bar every once in a while to have a drink. I was hellishly thirsty. I didn't drink whiskey. I was drunk enough, and there was a chance that I'd pass-out. But I wasn't worried.

My legs tangled, when I went from the bar to the dance floor once again. I didn't count how many drinks I drank, certainly enough to get my wallet severely affected whenever I pay them before leaving the club. I should pay immediately after the departure of the bar, but my bag was with the bartender. He knew that I didn't get away from him.

On the dance floor again I started to move to the beat of the booming bass. I was getting harder to maintain balance and not fall over, so I tried to dance as in place and stable. What wasn't difficult given the mass of the people around me, and advancing on me from all sides.

Suddenly I felt someone's hands on my thighs, moved up toward my waist. Someone's chest clung to my back. I stiffened and tried to push away from each other intrusive guy. There was nothing worse than a drunk, pushy man. I was pushing him when he grabbed my waist tighter and began to pull off dance floor toward the wall. I started kicking and screaming Italian curses and mixed them with English curses.

I will not give up without a fight!

„ Calm down, damn it, because soon you'll grab my eyes!"

I heard close to my ear and immediately calmed down.

It was just a Sheridan. The annoying Sheridan. However, at least not any potential rapist or killer.

While walking my legs tangled beneath me, because I had serious problems with balance. I stepped on his foot. He was lucky, I had shoes without heels.

„ How was the tryst? „ Mumbled once again trampling my sandals on his feet.

It wasn't that I did it on purpose. No control over their movements. Even so, I was glad that I was a little trampled him. I could honestly blame it on intoxication. And the way to get revenge for his rudeness.

„ Bloody hell ... Be careful how you go " He hissed in pain.

He really must have pissed off because he grabbed me tighter around the waist and lifted. He carried me off the dance floor through the crowd of dancing people. He put me just right next to the stairs leading to the exit door. At that point, outside a club room, the music was quieter, subdued by thick walls calming sound. There was a light dim, but it wasn't as dark as on the dance floor. There was also much cooler, which was enjoyable.

Shortly after Sheridan without warning put me down, I lost my balance. If he had not caught me, that's for sure I'd be toppled. I don't know why I started giggling because of this. I lifted my head and looked at the man who held me. His clothes were slightly rumpled, shirt buttons buttoned wrong. His hair was matted. On his neck was the visible trace of lipstick. Apparently, the meeting with a sexy bisexual girl was successful.

„You are drunk. How many drinks did you drink like I was gone? „ He asked narrowing his eyes angrily.

I stopped laughing, then I was no longer amused. I got annoyed. What was he thinking? He could have a great time, and I do not?

„It's not your business. Let me go. I can stand on my own. Where are your bodyguards? And how's Desire? „ I told him and tried to move away from him, I put my hands on his chest and pushing him away. „ Let me go!"

As if on cue behind him appeared his bodyguards, they stood by and looked at the wall, trying to pretend that they didn't there. They were poor. They also have to bother with Sheridan all day, but nothing they could say. I have not heard that any of them said even one word.

Sheridan finally released me and looked at me more and more pissed off.

„ I didn't think you drunk so much."

In response, I showed him the middle finger. I didn't wait until he responds and I made a few steps toward the club room. I wanted to get to the bar. I had a bag there and wanted to get it back.

My plan backfired because I was going too fast, and it was not indicated in my condition so after a while the world around me began to spin and I lost my balance again. Also this time Sheridan caught me. He put me on my feet a little while tugging me because I tried to get away.

In my head, there were all these scenes of the day when he was nervous and irritated me. I remembered everything. Especially about how damn I wanted to punch him but I could not, unfortunately.

„ Calm down, damn woman! „ He growled and leaned me against the wall so I had no chance of him get away.

„ Let go of me, you sexy blackmailer! I want my purse! „ I cried in exasperation and soon opened his eyes wide because I realized what I said. „ The only blackmailer, you freak! "

Shit, I should bite my tongue. I was afraid that he fire me for it.

If he want do this I will protest and say that it was his fault because he forced me to drink. Besides, that's what happened.

He raised an eyebrow, and his dark eyes on the second appeared amused. Well, at least he wasn't angry with me more.

„ I'll pretend didn't hear that. After all, I prefer when you're drunk. At least I can laugh at you. Where's your purse?"

I gritted my teeth but stopped to struggle. It didn't make sense because Sheridan was too strong.

„ It's behind the bar, the bartender got it. „ I snapped looking at him.

He shook his head and looked at one of his bodyguards.

„ Go after it and pay her bill. „ He said and a bodyguard immediately went to execute his boss said.

„ So how? Was rendezvous successful? „ I asked because earlier he didn't  answer my question.

In my head I signed myself, to then give the money to James, every cent.

He looked at me annoyed and gritted his teeth.

„ That was great if you must know. It was great. Until we were joined by her girlfriend. After her screams, I thought she was jealous. But fucking obviously I didn't understand anything."

„ Why didn't you offer her to join to you ..."

„ Do you have to ask so many questions ?! „ He interrupted me angrily and clenched fingers on the back of your nose muttering under his breath. „ I withdraw earlier words.

I restrained and didn't answer, that he told me to drink. I didn't want to test his patience, because as I saw that he didn't have it much.

Bodyguard returned with my bag. We turned to leave, but I could not climb the stairs. I stumbled very often and it was a real miracle that I didn't have a close encounter with the floor. Sheridan said the guard to bring me up. I let him did it, but my stomach wasn't so submissive. I drank too much alcohol, being almost on an empty stomach. Since breakfast the day I ate only cereal bar. I felt sick and I felt warm saliva flowing into my mouth. I knew what that meant.

As soon as the security guard put me on the sidewalk outside, I immediately started to look behind the bushes. However, there were none. What else could I expect from the city center?

So I caught up trash and began to vomit into it. Between torsion, I swore like a sailor on alcohol, particularly reprimanded whiskey.

„ You see, you couldn't guzzle so much. Alcohol is for wise people, little girl. „ Sheridan said with a laugh.

I showed him the middle finger once again this evening because I could blame it on the alcohol intoxication.

Then again, I started to puke.

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