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

tightly. When I tried to shrug him off, his grip only intensified.
    “Let go of my arm,” I said through gritted teeth.
    He looked to where his hand was placed and smirked,
slowly releasing his grasp.
    “Can I buy you a drink?” He leaned in closer than
was comfortable, invading every part of my personal space. The frustrating thing
was I couldn’t turn back around because his knee was blocking the way.
    “No, but thanks for the offer.” I was doing my best
to remain civil with the creep, but I realized it didn’t matter. He was intent
on hitting on me, delusional to think I would fall for him in some way. “Can
you move your leg so I can turn around now?”
    The look on his face was a mixture of shock and
anger, because how dare I refuse him? “Why don’t you want to talk to me?” He
was starting to piss me off the longer it took for him to get the damn hint.
    “Because I have a boyfriend and I don’t think he
would appreciate you hitting on me.” It was the only thing I could think of to
hopefully placate his incessant behavior.
    “Well, where’s this boyfriend of yours then? Let
him tell me himself I can’t buy you a drink.”
    Is this guy
for real?
    As if sensing there might be a problem, Alexa came
over to save the day. She had more balls than I did when it came to dealing
with arrogant drunk men.
    “You okay, girl?” Thankfully, she didn’t say my name
in front of him. I didn’t want the creep knowing anything about me.
    “This guy won’t accept I refused his offer to buy
me a drink.” Get him, Lex .
    The dark-haired jerk looked in Alexa’s direction, was
hit with the sight of her over-exposed flesh and stepped away from me so I
could twist back around. I was never so thankful to Alexa for wearing her outfit.
    “How ‘bout I buy you a drink, gorgeous?” Couldn’t he think of anything more
original?
    “Hell no!” Alexa shouted directly in his face. “You
stand over here bothering my friend, then offer to buy me a drink? Like you’re not an obnoxious asshat ?
Take a hike, creep!” Her temper was rising the more he just stood there.
    “Bitches, both of you,” he grumbled, trying to
steady himself before tripping over his own two feet. He attempted to somewhat
compose himself before he walked away, bumping into Alexa’s shoulder as he
passed by her. I didn’t know if it was on purpose or if it was because he was
staggering a bit from drinking.
    I was praying it was the latter.
    “Thank you so much, Lex. That guy was really
starting to freak me out.”
    “I was prepared to punch him if he kept giving you
a hard time.” We burst out laughing. I wouldn’t put it past her to out-and-out
deck the guy. We looked across the bar and saw him already back to his antics,
trying to chat up an unsuspecting victim. I really hoped she had a friend with
her to help her out.
    “So…what happened with the hottie at the jukebox?” I tried to distract her enough to stop leering at McCreepy .
    My question did the trick.
    “Oh, he is quite the hottie indeed. You know I’m a sucker for a guy with tats. He gave me his number and
agreed to hang out. I guess I’ll call him in a couple days, you know, when I
get around to it.” She smiled and took a sip of her drink.
    Shaking my head, I didn’t expect anything less from
her. Sometimes I admired her self-confidence and courage. She didn’t seem to be
afraid of anything or anyone.
    I, however, was still re-building my trust in
people, forever being the overly cautious one.
    It was another hour or so later when we decided to
head out and grab something to eat before going home. There was a charming little
diner which was open late two blocks away from the bar. We’d only been there a
few times, but we always enjoyed the food and appealing ambiance.
    “I’m running to the ladies room real quick then we
can go,” I said as I hopped down from my barstool.
    “Okay. I’ll be here.” She was a little lit-up, but
then again so was I. Not drunk, just