Night By Night

Chapter 2

Adrian propped her up as she walked, laughing wildly still. Just then Sara walked over. She motioned to the hall and the three walked out.

“Where do you think you are going?” she asked.

“I am taking her home,” he replied.

“What’s the matter Sara? Can’t a girl get laid?” asked Jennifer, giggling as she spoke.

“Jenny, you are drunk. I think I will take her home,” Sara suggested.

Jennifer waved her off. “Pssh Sara. I am fine and I know what the hell I am doing. I might be heavily into-int-intoxicated, but I still know what I am doing,” she slurred.

Sara looked at her with concern and then at Adrian. “Give me your details,” she demanded.

Adrian grinned and then told her his name, address and place of employment. “Would you like my Social Security number as well?” he mocked.

“Can’t be too careful these days. Let me walk you to your car,” she added.

“Alright. Right this way,” said Adrian as he walked off. He couldn’t blame her one bit for being overly cautious and he easily obliged because he understood her need to protect her friend. They got to his Ford Fusion and she didn’t hesitate to take down his plate numbers as well.

“Take care of her, and make sure she gets home in one piece. I am going to hang here for a while longer,” she instructed.

Sara stood there and watched as he drove off, smiling inwardly that Jennifer was about to get some much needed s*x to loosen herself. She had been so tense lately over her financial position. She walked back inside as the tail lights of the Ford rounded the bend at the end of the alley.

At that instant Adrian looked over at Jennifer. “Are you alright?” he asked with concern.

She looked over at him and smiled. “I am.”

“So, where are we going?” he asked.

Jennifer just remembered the mess she had left her house in and changed her mind about going to her house. “How about we go to your place instead,” she said suggestively, now leaning over to let her thumb and index finger make a trail along the buttons on his shirt. She bit her lower lip and cocked her head to one side, causing Adrian to swerve.

“My house it is,” he said and sped up. He hoped he would not be stopped tonight for he was on a mission. In fifteen minutes he pulled into an apartment complex across town and the engine came to a stop as he switched it off. He slipped out of the vehicle and walked around to her side, still unsure if she was able to make the trip to the door without falling over. She had already opened the door when he got to her side, so he held her hand and assisted her.

“Would you stop?” she asked as she got out. “I can walk fine thank you very much.”

He allowed her to, all the while painfully aware of her next to him and her constant swaying, but he gave her the independence she requested. They got to his level and he opened the door, admitting her into his home. He walked over to the bar and filled a glass with water, taking it to her.

“I’m not thirsty,” she said.

“Yes you are. Drink,” he demanded.

She took the glass from him and she downed it in no time. She looked up at him now with her full brown eyes. “How did you know?” she asked.

“Alcohol does that to a body. More?” he asked.

“No, one glass is fine, thanks,” she replied. She took the time now to survey his home and found it to be spacious and accommodating. It had a modern setting and had a plush carpet lining the living area. She wandered over to it now and plopped herself down on the sofa, running her hand over the leather surface. She looked up now and caught him staring at her. “You have a lovely home,” she smiled.

He walked over and sat down next to her. “Thank you,” he replied.

“What do you do?” she asked.

“I am into real estate; sales and mergers,” he told her.