We finally get rid of the non funny comedian trio at around 1:30am, when having bar crawled around the city, Hugo vomits under a bar and we’re asked to leave. On the way out George and Chase bump into a couple of women they know. Mercifully, we manage to lose them.
“So, you’ve been accepted and initiated,” Chris grins, putting his arm around me as we walk up to the waterfront looking for a taxi. “I’ve got the feeling that my friends like you.”
I get the feeling that Chris must be out of his mind, but decide not to say anything.
He squeezes my waist and leans down to kiss my hair. My pulse suddenly quickens and it makes me forget to be irritated that he’s put me through one of the worst dates of my life. Instead, I feel a rush of lust.
“Shame we didn’t get much chance to be by ourselve
