The Art of Dating by Messe Ellie

Author:Messe, Ellie [Messe, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2018-04-06T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

“Ah!” Amy shrieks, “No!” Bending low, she attempts to pick up one of her heels that slipped out of her drunken fingers; it dances across the sidewalk before she finally manages to grab the ankle strap. “I just dropped my Valentino Garavani’s on the ground!” She whines into her Snapchat story.

Logan has his arm draped over my shoulder as we walk back to the apartment. I know he has a car we could have taken, but I don’t remember why we chose to walk instead.

It’s almost four in the morning, and we’re all trashed. I think Logan’s even a little drunk; we’re both guilty of being a little touch-friendly tonight. Searching my alcohol-induced thoughts, I try to remember a moment where one of us wasn’t touching the other in one way or another but come up empty.

I’m too drunk to care; I was too drunk to care after shot four, to be honest. He smells good and has strong arms, not to mention he’s gorgeous.

“How are you feeling, Dee?” She asks, still holding up her phone.

“Intoxicated.” I laugh, leaning into Logan’s ribs for support.

Reaching up, I pull his jacket tighter around my shoulders. It must be freezing if I’m able to feel the chill of the night with this much booze running through my system.

“Home sweet home.” Amy sighs, pulling the lobby door open. Logan catches it and holds it open for me.

Amy’s taking the stairs like a pro while the first step almost sends me falling on my ass.

“Whoa,” I sway feeling like I weigh about a hundred pounds too much, a firm hand lands on my lower back. “I don’t remember these stairs being quite this daunting, or angled.”

Logan laughs, raising a fist in the air, “Have no fear, the millionaire’s here!”

Taking my arm, he throws it over his shoulder, twisting, so his back is against my front. Bending low, he hooks his fingers behind my knees and lifts me onto his back. I squeal with delight, squeezing his neck in fear of falling while the room spins in multiple directions.

Amy laughs running up the stairs in front of us, shoes in one hand, cell phone in the other, “Ahhh!” She yells into the screen before angling it over her shoulder, “Say hi to Snapchat!”

“Hi!” Logan and I sing at once, both laughing like idiots.

“Oh em gee, aren’t they freaking adorable?!” She whines into the screen. A second later I hear our laughter echoing out of her phone.

Running across the landing, she sprints halfway up the next flight before turning abruptly, using the wall to steady her intoxicated body, “Say cheese!”

Shaking my head to remove the hair from my face, I grin like an idiot over Logan’s shoulder, “Cheeeeese.”

Amy laughs, typing on her phone.

Finally making it to the fourth floor, Logan lets me slide off his back. The hall spins as Amy unlocks the door, throwing her shoes across the room upon entry. And to think she was just screaming about how she dropped one.

“I don’t want tonight to end.

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