CHAPTER 6

It is not yet 8:00 pm but the place is almost packed. 

A few people are on the dance floor dancing to Camp Mulla's 'Party Don't Stop' but the majority are on the tables busy enjoying their drinks. 

There are a few empty tables but Enzo takes me straight to the bar and he pulls a barstool for me like the gentleman that he is. 

He proceeds to sit next to me and I roam my eyes around as he summons the barmaid. 

"What is your favorite drink?" He asks, placing his car key and his phone on the counter. 

I don't even waste a beat. "Henny." 

I fucking love Hennessey! 

Matt introduced me to Henny on our very first date and I swear it was love at first shot. 

It was love at first sight for Matt too.

I think I will have a hard time forgetting that motherfucker. I can't even have my favorite drink without his name popping in my mind.

"You can finish a bottle on your own?" 

"Yeah," I say, nodding. "I think so." 

He chuckles. 

"I think you are trying to convince yourself not me."

"Why don't you try me?" 

"Are you sure?" He squints his eyes at me skeptically and I nod. 

"Absolutely. I want to get myself drunk today more than ever."

I have never finished a bottle by myself but tonight I want to drink till I blackout.

I want to drown all my sorrows and pain in alcohol. I want to forget the aches and live the moment even if it's short-lived. 

"You have every right to, given the situation that you are in." 

"But I am not sure you will want to carry a drunk me to the car." 

"How much do you possibly weigh?" He asks, taking in my entire self in one sweep. 

"Not much." 

"I figured." 

"A bottle is quite expensive, I can do shots of whiskey instead." 

I didn't mean to offend him but I guess I just hurt his ego by insinuating that he might not afford to buy a bottle of Hennessy. 

He is so generous and all, but I don't want to take advantage. He already paid for my hotel room and I feel like I am using him. 

"If you want to have more than an entire bottle of Henny, then by all means please go ahead." He says smugly, getting his wallet, and then he places his card on the counter with a smirk just as the barmaid comes to take our order. 

"Hello, loves." She flashes us a grin.

Helena.  

I read the name on her tag and I smile back at her. 

She has such a sweet contagious smile. 

"Bring her a bottle of Hennessy and two bottles of Pabst for me." 

"A bottle of Hennessey and two bottles of Pabst coming right up!" The sweet barmaid says, after writing down our order. 

"You love your bear, huh?" 

"I am more of a whiskey person but since I offered to babysit someone I think a couple of beers will do." 

I giggle. 

"So basically you're choosing me over whiskey?" 

"Say that again and I swear I will take back my offer." He threatens me and I chuckle. "Nothing and no one, absolutely no one comes before a shot of whiskey." 

Helena comes back a few minutes later and she places two bottles of Pabst in front of Enzo. 

"I prefer beer straight from the bottle." He tells her when she places a glass for him. 

"Suit yourself." 

"I sure will." 

She takes the glass back with a smile and Enzo winks at her 

"Your boyfriend is hot." She whispers at me as she pours Henny in my glass and I chuckle. 

I want to tell her that Enzo is not my boyfriend, but I don't, I don't even know why she just assumed that we are together. 

"I heard that," Enzo says with a cocky smirk on and Helena chuckles as she walks away. 

I gulp my glass and I shut my eyes as I savor the taste of the warm liquid on my tongue. 

"Hennessey is the best thing that ever happened." 

"You're in love." 

"Very. Matt introduced me to Henny." I say out of nowhere. 

"How long have you known him?" 

"Six months." 

Half-a-year, six months all gone down to the drains.

"What exactly happened?" Enzo asks, casting me a curious glance and he places his beer on the counter giving me all of his attention. 

"Everything was fine until Wendy showed up and announced to everyone that she was pregnant for Matt."

"What did he say?" 

I scoff, and then I take a deep breath.

"That he can explain." 

"Did you listen to what he had to say?" 

I cock both my eyebrows at him. 

"Listen to what? How he fucked his brother's girlfriend and then went down on his knee to propose to me?" I sneer furiously. "Are you fucking kidding?" 

"The fuck! Who even have sex with their brother's girl. He is such a psycho!" 

"Tell me about it." I take another gulp and I swallow furiously. 

"Slow down on the alcohol, will you?"

"I don't want to talk about him," I say and I proceed to drink myself silly.

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"Look at you, looking so lively." Enzo comments in between laughter. 

We are both laughing at a joke he made about the man that was sitting a few meters from me. 

"Thank you for this, I owe you one," I say, almost choking on my drink. 

"One shot?" He asks, with a naughty smile pulling on his face.

"Of whiskey?" Of course, I know what he was insinuating. 

"Of whiskey, yes." He tells me laughing so hard and I join in.

"Come on?" You would think he is very serious. 

"That's your sixth bottle, how are you still sober? " 

"This is beer, not whiskey but I also happened to have a relatively high tolerance to alcohol." 

I can't say the same about me. I am not even halfway with my drink and I am already starting to get drunk. 

"I need to use the bathroom," I tell Enzo after downing two more shots in a second. 

His eyes are on me as I stand up. 

I take a minute to see if I can walk myself to the bathroom and I almost hit my half-empty bottle of alcohol. 

"I will go with you." Enzo offers but I am quick to turn him down.

"Save your energy for later. I will need someone to carry me to the car when I get completely drunk."

I drag the bar stool out of my way and Enzo grabs my hand when I trip and I turn to face him. 

"How many faces do you see?" He asks pointing at his beautiful face and I roll my eyes. 

"I am tipsy, not blind." 

He smirks at me. 

"If you take more than five minutes I am coming to get you." 

"Okay, daddy." 

I yank my hand from his grip and I take a step forward. 

"And, Jo?" I whip my head towards him and he has a naughty smirk on his face. "Don't you dare call me Daddy again or I will end up bending you right here on this counter and I know you won't like it." He teases me, and I will be lying if I say I am not fully aroused right now.

"Daddy." I wink at him and laugh as I walk away. 

A few minutes later, I walk back to the bar and Enzo heaves a sigh of relief when he sees me. 

"I was growing impatient." He tells me, pulling the stool out of my way. 

"You wanna dance?" I ask him, swinging my hips and he just sits there watching me. 

"Don't just stare, I need a dance partner." I empty the remaining alcohol in one swill and I grab Enzo's hand, he quickly grabs his phone and the car key and I drag him to the dance floor. 

"Spoiler alert! I am not a good dancer." 

I chuckle. 

"Neither am I, but I got a few moves." 

I step right in front of him and I take both of his hands, placing them on my tiny waist. I pull him towards me slightly and he sucks in a breath when I bend over. 

"I can't do this." 

He tightens his grip on my waist and I laugh at how his body language is contrary to the opposite of what he says. 

He can't do this yet he goes on to tighten his grip on my waist.

"Are you sure?" I have a smile on my face and I am trying very hard not to chuckle. 

"I can't do this with you. I can't have you grind yourself all over me." He cusses when I press myself on him. "Jo, Stop." 

But he doesn't try to stop me, instead, he positions me right where he wants me and his grip tightens when I start moving with the rhythm, pressing my butt against his hard dick.

He pulls away a few minutes later and I swiftly turn to face him. 

"What?" I slur. 

"We should go." His pupils are dilated, and his eyes are extra dark with lust and desire.

He wants me.

"Come on? We just got here." He takes my hand when I hesitate and he maneuvers his way out of the club. 

"I don't want to go, it's still too early." I try to yank my hand away and I stagger back, but he is quick to steady me up.

"And you are too drunk, Joanna." 

"That's exactly why we came here, Enzo. Don't be such a pooper." 

He turns to face me and without any heads-up, he carries me bridal style and walks us to his car.

He positions me shotgun and his eyes linger on my lips for a transient moment when he bends to strap me in.

"If you want to kiss me just do it," I tell him and he shakes his head as he helps me get in the seat belt.

"You are such a mood killer." I scold him when he starts the car and he just smirks at me. 

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A few minutes later, he pulls at the hotel's parking lots and he gets out of the car.

"Come here." I undo my seat belt and he helps me get to my room. 

"Did you buy me a nightdress?" I ask when he sets me on the bed. He didn't, I already know that. "I can't sleep in this dress," I complain and then I proceed to tug off the dress, and I can feel his eyes sweeping over my half-naked body.

"What will I sleep in?" I ask turning to face him, and he swallows dryly as he gets out of his shirt I gape. 

Damn! He is sexy as hell.

"There you go, sleep in that." He is trying very hard not to look at me but I am not making it easy for him. "I will see you in the morning." He starts to walk away but I stand in his way.

"I don't want you to go."I grab his hand when he takes a step back, and I give him a seductive smile. "I want you." I slur, pulling him towards me.

"You are drunk, Jo, and you will possibly regret this in the morning." He tells me, his eyes looking deep into mine and there is a hint of excitement and lust in them.

"I won't, I won't regret this. I promise." 

"Okay. Tell me that when you are sober but at the moment you gotta get some sleep." 

I sulk when I realize how serious he is. 

"Stop sulking, you look like a bunny when you pout like that." 

"Come to bed with me, please." 

"Put that shirt on." 

I glance at my half-naked body and then I grudgingly put the shirt on.

"Come on?" I plead with him.

"This is a very bad idea." He mutters as he gets on the bed and I can't help the grin.

This is going to be a very hot night for the both of us.