Shrugging, Alexandria replied, âA friend brought me to this newly opened bar, but she had to leave early.
I was about to leave when I spotted you two.
So, I thought Iâd say hi.
â
âAh, got it.
â Carlos nodded.
âHeading home now?â
With a smile, Alexandria said, âIâm not ready to leave yet.
I made an effort to look nice.
Itâd be a shame to leave without having some fun.
Carlos, Alpha, mind if I join you for a drink? I donât feel like being alone.
â
Carlos glanced at me.
I didnât object.
I poured another glass of wine and finished it.
I figured Iâd already spoken enough with Carlos.
There was no need to keep anything from Alexandria.
Besides, it seemed rude to turn down a girl whoâd gone to the trouble of getting all dolled up just to go out.
Carlos understood my unspoken agreement.
He turned to Alexandria and said, âSure, come on over.
â
âThanks!â
Alexandria smiled warmly and settled in beside us.
The three of us sipped our drinks, finding our own quiet space in the noisy bar.
Throughout the evening, Alexandria tried to chat with me, asking about work, but I was so down that I kept drinking without engaging in much conversation.
Before I knew it, I was a little tipsy.
My cheeks felt warm, and the scene before me started to blur.
Just as I was about to lean back and take a breather, Carlosâs phone rang, disrupting the pleasant atmosphere among us three.
Calebâs POV:
When Carlos glanced at the buzzing screen, his thumb instinctively jabbed at the answer button.
âHello? Sally? Whatâs going on?â
Carlosâ face twisted into a frown, hinting at the seriousness of the call.
Though I couldnât hear Sallyâs voice, I could tell something happened.
After a brief exchange, he turned to me, tension tugging at his words.
âSorry, Caleb.
Sallyâs taken a tumble.
I have to go back and make sure sheâs okay.
â
I waved off his concern, offering a casual nod.
âNo worries.
Sheâs hurt; go be with her.
Donât keep her waiting too long.
â
Carlos seemed ready to dash off but then stopped, his eyes flitting between me and the array of bottles on the table.
âBut what about you? If you end up getting plastered by yourself, how will you get home?â
Initially a bystander to the exchange, Alexandria stepped into the spotlight at Carlosâ query.
With determination in her voice, she assured him, âCarlos, leave it to me.
I didnât drink much, so I can send Alpha back.
â
Furrowing his brow, Carlos asked, âBut youâre just a woman.
Could you manage to get him home safely?â
Alexandriaâs smile remained unwavering as she replied calmly, âAbsolutely.
Alphaâs not exactly a heavyweight drinker, right? And if needed, I can always enlist someone elseâs help.
Weâll find a solution.
â