Merry Christmas everyone! Enjoy this extra chapter! Hope you guys have a great day xx
We stepped out of the car and approached the busy looking bar. Alex took a long stride in front of me to open the door, letting me enter first. Immediately the noise of talking and music with the bass to high surrounded me. I looked behind me to make sure Alex was behind me before I continued walking. His hand landed on the small of my back as he lead me forward. It was dimly lit and the place was packed. We at times sidestepped our way through the sea of people.
I saw John and a few other familiar faces over at a tall table near the corner. I lead Alexander over there, his arm still around my waist.
"Hey," I greeted as we stood at the head of the table.
"Hey!" A few of them greeted in unison while others gave a swift wave. When they saw Alexander behind me, their boss, they looked a bit uncomfortable.
Please let this not be too awkward of a night.
John stood from his seat, sticking a hand out to Alex. "Good to see you, Mr. Knight. Can I buy you a drink?" He asked.
Alex shook his hand. "Please, call me Alexander." He said to release some of the tension. "Next round is on me."
John nodded and smiled. "Alexander, that's gonna be weird to say." Oh this is so awkward.
After we got a couple seats to put up to the table, Alex kept his promise and ordered a round of drinks for everyone. He mingled amongst his employees, but he somehow managed to make it not feel weird that they were drinking with their boss who was pretty much a celebrity. We all laughed and talked, avoiding anything work related. It was so odd seeing Alexander laid back. The next couple hours flew by and before I knew it it was nearly ten o'clock.
I lost count after the fourth beer at how much alcohol I had actually consumed. All I knew was that I was drunk. Like drunk drunk. I needed to use the restroom and looked down at the ground.
This barstool had to have grown twenty feet...
I extended a wobbly leg out as I lowered myself out of the stool, nearly falling over as my feet hit the ground. I felt slightly unstable as I teetered back and forth. I felt a hand hold my waist, studying me. "Are you alright?" I looked over to see Alex's handsome face looking at me with concern.
I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my mouth as I nodded. "Yup," I was not alright.
Alex looked amused with a knowing smirk. "Ana, are you drunk?" Does he really need to ask?
I bit my lip to stop from smiling, but it was no help. "Noooo, I'm not!" I denied, very obviously lying. I couldn't walk a straight line to save myself at this point. "Let me go, Alexander I need to pee." I slurred as I attempted to pry his hand from my hip. I didn't actually have to use the restroom. I think that my drunk self just wanted to move somewhere away from the table.
He shook his head and only tightened his hold, pulling my to his side even more. "I don't think you're able to walk there without hurting yourself." He sounded amused, yet his facial expression showed that he actually was concerned.
Oh my heart.
My attention span was little to none so when a song came on with an intense bass and good rhythm I completely forgot about ever going to the restroom. I looked up to him with an excited smile, probably verging on creepy. But drunk me didn't care. "I'm dancing," Before he was able to react, I was out of his hold and heading towards the dance floor.
I felt a hand grab my wrist, stopping me from going any further. I was pulled into Alex's chest and he gazed down at me. "Anaâ"
"Oh come on, Alex, dance with me." I nearly poured as I took his hand with mine. I smiled at him, attempting to pull him with me, but this man was like a statue. I puckered my bottom lip out, giving him my best puppy dog eyes.
He smirked and shook his head. "How could I say know when you look so adorable?" He said, allowing me to lead him over to the sea of people also dancing.
Note to selfâ puppy dog eyes work.
The music was so loud and the rhythm was good enough to get lost it. I didn't realize I had started dancing without Alexander until his hips reached out to pull my back against his back. I swayed my hips and we moved in sync. I turned in his arms and he seemed happier this way as he took the opportunity to keep his hand securely right at the small of my back. My arms reached around his neck and we continued moving together.
His head dipped down and I felt his lips press against my neck and an embarrassing moan escaped me lips, making him grin against me. "Don't make those noises here, Anastasia." He huskily said. He pulled away to look at me with a heated gaze.
"Where then?" I teased with a smile, looking between his eyes and lips. His soft lips that I wanted to kiss more than anything in that moment.
Drunk Ana had fully taken and I was definitely going to regret this in the morning.
I don't typically get drunk because when I did, there was always a story to tell. I was that girl. I could barely recall the last time I really drank, which was a friend's birthday last year. That was one of the best day of my life. We drank and laughed all night. There wasn't a single person there that wasn't having a great time.
Alexander groaned as he closed his eyes and shook his head. "If you weren't drunk I'd bring you home and you'd never leave my bed." He leaned down to whisper before kissing the spot just below my ear.
Sober Ana was internally screaming at his words, the current Drunk Ana had no problem with continuing my teasing towards him. I pressed my body as close as I could to him and smirked. "Take me home,"
He let out a grunt as he squeezed my hips a little tighter. "Oh we are," He said, making me want him in that moment.
This is why I don't drink tequila.
His hand lifted up to cup my cheek, tucking the stray strand of my brown hair behind my ear. "and you're going to sleep." I was about to protest, but Alex grabbed my hand and pulled me through the people and the bar out the door.
"I don't want to go home." I whined like a child as I tried to remove my hand from his iron grip.
The SUV pulled up and Alexander lifted me into the car and swiftly buckled my seat belt before settling into his own seat. "Home," He said to George.
"Can we go to White Castle?" I asked. I was craving one of those sliders I'd typically never eat.
He raised an eyebrow. "White Castle? That stuff is pure garbage."
I shrugged. "I'm pure garbage, feed me trash."
He just looked confused but told George to go through the drive thru anyway. We pulled up to the white building where the fluorescent street lights nearly hurt your eyes.
After we paid we got our food and the iconic white bag was handed back to me. My eyes went wide as I snatched it and duh though to pull out a slider.
"It's like Christmas," I cheered, taking a bite. "Oh my god, so good." I said over a mouth full of food.
He shook his head as he chuckled at me. "Where have you been all my life?" He asked, clearly amused as he watched me basically swallow my food whole.
"Arizona," I answered quickly..
"I've never been to Arizona."
My eyes widened. "What?! You've never been to my state?! I don't care." I dramatically stated before declining my reaction. Drunken me didn't care about anything right now. Nothing, but White Castle.
When we arrived back I wobbled in, but Alex steadied me by gripping my waist. "Let's go do something!" I exclaimed, trying to turn back towards the door.
"The only thing you're doing is going to bed." He said as he tried leading me over to the stairs.
I dead weighted my self as I fell back into his chest like a trust fall. He effortlessly caught me and was keeping me up. I crossed my arms over my chest and shook my head. "No, Alexander Knight, I will not be going upstairs." I said stubbornly.
"Ana, as much as I like to be around you, you smell like an onion and alcohol. You need sleep," He said.
I stood up and turned towards him with narrowed eyes. "You're jealous of my slider,"
He raised an eyebrow. "Your what?"
"My White Castle slider! If you wanted to have a bite you should have said so."
His eyebrows furrowed as the look of confusion took over. "What? I- no, I'm not arguing with you. Time for bed," he took a step closer, trying to get me to turn up the stairs.
I crossed my arms against my chest and shook my head.
"Ana," He nearly warmed. "you forced me to do this." Before I had a chance to protest, alex picked
me up and over his shoulder.
"Put me down, I'll sue you!" Drunken me threatened.
"I'll be waiting for the papers in the mail." He joked.
I heard my door open and I was expecting him to toss me down, but he put me down gently on the bed and began taking off my heels. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"Making sure you go to sleep." The blanket was moved from under me as he now placed it over me. "I'll see you in the morning."
My eyelids felt heavy as soon as my head hit the pillow. I saw Alex turn to leave, but I quickly reached out for his hand making him look back at me. "Stay," I pitifully said, my eyes barely open.
He leaned down and I felt him press a kiss against my temple. "Sleep, Anastasia." His words were the last I heard before sleep consumed me.