Wicked Games [R-18]

One Night Stand Gone Wrong

I'm aware that I've been drinking way too much. And I know nothing comes out right after one too many shots of tequila. I've known that for a fact. Tequila is nasty as fuck but after a few shots, so am I.

"Another shot coming from that guy from your nine o'clock."

Mabilis na nilingon ko ang direksyon na ibinigay ni Mickey. The guy with a beard and a beer belly raised his shot glass at me and I just nodded curtly.

"Tell him I'm gay," I instructed my cousin. Nandito lang naman ako para magpapansin sa boss niyang si Randall, who haven't so much as given me a second glance ever since I came inside his club. Apparently, me trying to be sexy will not earn me a cookie point from him. He still fucking thinks of me as a sister, nothing else. Ilang beses ko na siyang inakit but nothing seems to make him budge. Gawa yata sa bato ang hayop na 'to, that or hindi kami talo?

But I'd hate to think that a guy as good looking as Randall is gay.

Nagtawa si Mickey sa harapan ko. "Alam mo, Max, wag mo nang aksayahin ang oras mo kay boss RD." pinasadahan niya ng basahan ang mesa sa harap ko. "He's undateable."

"Walang word na undateable." simangot ko.

"Alam ko." pabibong sagot ng pinsan ko. "Pero kung may word nga na undateable, si RD yon."

Gigil na itinirik ko ang mata ko. "Bakit kasi?"

Kibit balikat lang si Mickey at sabay naming tinanaw si RD habang nagmimix ng shots para sa mga customer niya. He owns this bar--club, whatever. Pero hands on parin siya at siya parin ang personal na tumatao sa likod ng bar. Kagat labi ako habang pinapanood siyang maghagis ng cocktail shaker sa ere.

"Maybe he's gay."

"Shut up!" nasusuyang pahabol ko bago siya humarap sa ibang customer.

Pinagmasdan ko ang shot na nasa harapan ko. Pag ininom ko pa 'to, hindi na ako responsable sa kung anong susunod na gagawin ko. Kilala ko ang sarili ko pag sinasaniban ng espiritu ng alak. Kaya naman ipinapangako ko lagi sa sarili ko na magtitira ako ng pang uwi. And just like all promises, it was made to be broken.

"Are you going to drink that or what?"

Nalingunan ko ang isang matangkad na lalaki sa tabi ko. He had the kind of face that would have stopped you in your tracks. Pointed nose, sharp jaw dusted with a two day old stubbles, lips quirked into a seductive smile. But what would strike you the most I'd say would be his mischievous eyes. His was chocolate colored, framed with dark lashes that would have been illegal for a man.

Napakurap ako.

"So?" he gestured towards my drink.

"If you want it why don't you drink it yourself?"

"If it's from your mouth then I would."

Nanlalaki ang mata na napatingin ako sa kanya.

Natawa naman siya sabay hilamos sa mukha niya. "That was a really bad line. I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed now."

Halata ngang napahiya siya sa sarili niya base sa namumula niyang pisngi. Damn, that was adorable.

"Don't be. We all get a little bit too forward when we're drunk," I chuckled at my poor choice of words. "And apparently a little bit incoherent, too. I'm sorry, medyo tipsy na ako. Why are you asking about my shot anyway?"

"I'm just wondering if you'd take another so I can buy you one."

I playfully raised my eyebrows at him and smirked. Getting free shots from a guy this goodlooking? Not a bad idea at all. So I tilted my head back and took the shot without so much as a grimace. I've been drinking since the age of fourteen and tequila shots just don't make me flinch anymore. Sabi nga nila, sa panahon ngayon, ang mga dalaga ay hindi na kasing galing magluto ng nanay nila, instead, kasing lakas na sila uminom ng tatay nila.