God, I need a drink.
This ones my treat, Raijk said, leading me to the bar. What can I get you? Sex on the Beach? Leg-Spreader? Screaming Orgasm?
I suppose those are my only options, are they? Are you after bragging rights or something?
I hadnt thought of that, but now that you mention it
He grinned. No. I rather thought Id give you a real one before I started bragging.
Sorry, that was the alcohol talking. Im sorry. Fancy a walk outside?
I thought you were buying me a drink.
I dont think you need any more alcoholsome fresh air might clear your head a little.
I leaned against him for support and shivered; I wished Id brought my coat. He pulled me closer to him and tried to warm the goosebumps off my arm. Whys it so goddamn cold?