CHAPTER 16
NATALIA
“Whoooooo!” I chugged back another shot and smiled at the handsome post office delivery guy in front of me. He had gorgeous milky chocolate colored skin and a Mohawk. His shirt was nicely pressed and his fingernails were clean. I’d taken to him the minute he’d trotted into the club and had waited for a few minutes, buzzing away other hopefuls until he finally came to his senses and offered to buy me a drink. His name was Dale.
I liked Dale.
“I know what you’re doing.” I squeezed my eyes shut and wiggled a finger at him. “You’re trying to get me drunk so I can give you a lap dance.”
He laughed. “Is it working?” He asked.
I placed my hand beneath my chin and winked at him. “Buy me one more and you’ll find out.” “Excuse me!” His hand shot up immediately and I chuckled
