Kassie
“Who the hell does he think he is?” I asked as Crystal topped off my drink.
“The guy who wants in your pants,” she responded, giggling.
She was drunk. Very drunk. And one more comment about me and Micah fuc.king, I was shoving her back with her husband.
“Oh, Kassandra,” she drawled, wrapping an arm around me. “You’ve got it so bad!”
“That’s it!” I started dragging her towards Heath, who was standing talking to a few guys.
“No,” she said, dramatically, even as she giggled. “You can’t make me!”
I giggled too. Let’s face it. I was just about as drunk as she was.
“Then shut that pretty little mouth of yours.”
“You think my mouth is pretty?” She gasped.
“The most prettiest mouth ever,” I slurred. “Bet Heath loves it.”
Heath came up then, pulling Crystal close to his b
