"Danny, wait. Stop." A half drunk Jon shouted as he raced to catch up with me, or at least tried to.
I'd never seen this carefree side of him and if I weren't so drunk, I'd think it was cute. A grown man who everyone else saw as always the brooding, tyrannical, asshole, was now all disoriented and carefree as he stumbled to catch up with me.
"Hey." He said, pulling me to a stop just as I reached my car.
"Don't touch me. Never touch me again. You've lost your right to touch me." I slurred as I stared at his chest which I could see from his skin tight sports jersey.
"What're you doing here?" He continues, ignoring my statement and closing the gap between us.
"It's a club if you haven't noticed and I'm doing exactly what you were doing just now."
"What?"
He looks at me as though I los
