Addicted (Addicted Trilogy Book 1) by S. Nelson Read Free Book Online Page A

possessed. “Let’s get
crazy tonight. I’m sure it’ll be the last one for a while since you’ll be
working like mad in the weeks to come.”
    She was right. I’d have to buckle down even more
and learn the business inside and out. The last thing I wanted to do was ruin
all of Katherine’s hard work. “Sounds like a plan, but where should we go?”
    “There’s a small bar called Carlson’s about a half
hour from here. Some of my co-workers were talking about it the other day. They
really like it.”
    “Okay, we’ll head out around seven for an early
start to our celebration.”
    “Sounds good.” I’d be able to take a quick nap, run
some errands and decide on what to wear. Donning jeans and a nice sweater would
be all I’d worry about. Maybe kicking it up a notch with some nice heels.
    We arrived at Carlson’s closer to eight, a bit later
than we had anticipated, but it was okay because we still had the whole night
ahead of us.
    Although it was nothing more than a corner bar, it
seemed cozy and inviting. It was the kind of place you went with some friends
to unwind after a hard day of work. A place I could definitely imagine going
after a long but rewarding day at the shop.
    On either side of the bar, there were numerous high
tables, placed a few feet from each other, giving the customers plenty of room.
    I liked that not everyone was crowded and squished
in like sardines.
    “Let’s sit over here for now,” I said, pointing
toward the left corner of the bar which was presently empty.
    Once we were situated, my gaze wandered around,
checking out the types of people sharing the same space with us.
      “What do you
want to drink, Sara?” Alexa already had her money out, waiting for my order.
    “I guess I’ll have a rum and Coke for now. I’ll
keep it simple.”
    “Simple? Rum? We’ll see how simple that is after a
few of them.”
    Alexa knew me all too well. I was a lightweight
when it came to alcohol.
      It was ten o’clock before the
bar really started to pick up. Before I knew it, it was standing room only. There
was a pretty uneven ratio of men to women, men making up about seventy percent.
I couldn’t care less since I wasn’t interested in anyone there, but for Alexa,
it was a dream come true. There were plenty from which she could choose. In
fact, I think she already had her eye on someone in particular, an attractive blond
guy with tattoos running up and down both arms. As he leaned over the jukebox,
making his selections, he had no idea he’d just been targeted by my dear
friend.
    “I’ll be right back. You gonna be okay for a couple minutes?” she asked, eyeing me up and secretly pleading
with me to say yes.
    I laughed. “Go, go talk to him.” She hopped off the
barstool faster than the words left my lips. She was in full seductive gear:
her usual tight, low-cut top and short skirt, paired with the highest heels I’d
ever seen. Honestly, I didn’t even know how she managed to walk in those things.
Her outfit was a bit over the top for a local bar, but that was Alexa. Over the
top.
    “What’s so funny, gorgeous?” Who the hell said that? I didn’t have to wait long to find out as
someone grabbed my arm, whipping me around on my barstool so fast I almost fell
off. As I caught myself, I came face to face with a young, dark-haired man, who
happened to be very drunk. He was the type of guy you could tell peaked in high
school, the popular jock who never went anywhere after graduation. It was
probably because those were truly the best years of his life.
    In any other situation, I would have thought he was
attractive, but not at that moment. There was something creepy and unnerving
going on behind those light brown eyes of his.
    He instantly made me uneasy.
    “Excuse me,” I practically shouted, trying to rein
in some of my rising temper so as not to cause an unnecessary scene. Even
though I was clearly glaring at him, shooting him the worst kind of evil eye,
he was still holding