"Marrying the woman that I love is the best thing I could have ever asked for," Cal said with a large smile. He raised his glass and nodded towards a friend of his - Mark.
"In three days, your single life is over!" Mark called out with a laugh.
"That is correct, my best man. Do you know who the brides maid is?" Cal asked him. "It's a little close to the wedding for you NOT to know... but do you?"
"Naw, man, I don't. Who is she? Is she sexy?" Mark leaned forward in anticipation.
Cal chuckled and pointed. "Gillian is the brides maid."
Gillian dropped her head with a smile and said, "Yes, I am."
"Oh, SNAP. How'd you come along, sweet thing?" Mark asked, turning his head.
Gillian raised her eyebrows and cleared her throat. "I don't even know you."
"I want Gillian to be my brides maid," Mary said with a smile.
"Gillian is MY friend. Why would you want MY friend as YOUR brides maid?" Cal asked with a frown.
Mary nodded and said, "We've known each other for two years. Gillian and I have become close friends."
"Really?" Cal's voice got a little higher with awe.
"Really. Do you not want Gillian as my brides maid?"
"No... that'd be cool." Cal smiled and pulled Mary into a hug. "This'll be fun." He kissed her forehead and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. Do you not like the idea?"
"I DO... I'm just... I don't know. It seems a little weird. Don't you have a best friend to do it?"
"I had been here for a week when we met. I just moved here two years ago, Cal. You people are my friends."
He thought for a moment and then nodded. "Okay then. I'm sure that will make her very happy." The slight ounce of regret didn't seem to have an affect on him. He was over Gillian. He loved Mary.
"I can't wait." She hugged him and gave him a small kiss.
Cal crossed his legs and sipped his beer. "So."
Mark stood up and raised his glass. "As this old man's best man... I propose that we have a little fun tonight. It IS indeed the Bachelor party, is it not?"
Cal raised an eyebrow and rubbed his neck. "Yes sir it is. In three nights, I will be no longer be up for grabs."
"Does that mean that you are now?" some girl called out.
Mark laughed and looked over the large group of people in the living room of his house. "Come here. Whoever just said that."
"Mark, no." Cal glared at Mark.
"We are going to have fun tonight." Mark whispered, leaning down towards Cal's ear.
The blonde girl made her way over and stood in front of Cal.
"And what's your name?" Mark asked.
"Stephanie."
"And... how do we know you?" Cal asked curiously.
"Shut up, Cal, it doesn't matter."
"I'm a friend of Mary's."
"Why don't I know all of her friends?" Cal asked, looking towards Mark.
"Shut up, Cal, it doesn't matter," he repeated.
Cal sighed and looked up at Stephanie. "I have no intention of doing anything with her tonight."
"Alright... go sit down Stephanie." Mark waved her off and said, "We won't have any fun tonight unless you are at least a little drunk. I have some things planned, but you need to be a little out of it before we can get down."
Cal rolled his eyes and stood up. "Let's head to the bar."
.:.
He wasn't as drunk as Gillian by the time some fun things were going down. He'd watched Gillian drink intensely and it was like her stomach was a black hole. She just kept going. He was a little tipsy, but he wanted to know what was going on. Most of all, though, he wanted to make sure he didn't have sex with anyone three nights before his marriage.
Mark walked over to Cal - the smell of liquor strong on his berath - and patted his back. "Alright. We are going to do some little games."
There was a small crowd of people surrounding the bar where Cal, Mark, and Gillian were all sitting.
"What?" Cal asked.
"Well, first. A little... oh... it's not exactly a scavenger hunt, more like a list of things you need to do... and if you do them... you get a prize."
"What kind of prize?"
"The naughtier the thing, the better the prize." Mark chuckled and took a swig of beer.
Cal smiled and said, "Challenge accepted. What's first?"
"I dunno... we'll take ideas from the guys."
"Ben." Cal pointed to the FBI agent. "Haven't heard from you tonight. Whataya got?"
Ben thought for a moment and then announced, "Go walk over to one woman at the bar - one that you do not know - and just start making out with her. Don't stop until she slaps you or something."
"What if she kisses back?"
"Then you're a lucky man."
Mark laughed. "Good one, my black friend!"
Ben frowned and waved Cal away. "Off you go now."
Cal ran a hand through his hair and rolled his shoulders. "Which girl?"
"Pick one."
"Gillian." She looked up at him with innocent eyes. He couldn't have just picked me. She thought, frowning to herself. "Pick a girl for me." He nodded towards the other side of the bar. She sighed. Of course he didn't pick her. That was just wishful thinking.
Gillian rested her chin in her hands and hummed, "Hmm..." She bit her lip and pointed to one of the women drinking alone. "The brunette one in the pink shirt."
"Alright." He patted Gillian's back and walked over to the woman. He glanced over to the group of people watching intently. "Hello." He smiled sweetly.
She stared at him and said, "I'm not in the mood to talk."
"What the hell is he doing?" Mark asked. "He's supposed to be making out with her."
"Shut up and let the man work," Ben said, shaking his head.
Cal shrugged and said, "I'm not a big talker myself." He grabbed her around the waist and her expression turned to a look of confusion. He leaned towards her and pressed his lips to hers. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and expected a push on his chest, but instead she grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. He stumbled over his feet and was now completely on her. She grabbed him around the neck and turned her head and she explored his mouth.
Cal ran his down her chest and stopped at her thighs. He pulled her legs around his waist and grunted slightly as she grabbed his ass. "Whoa." He pulled away and stared at her. "Damn girl."
She gasped for air and ran a hand through her messy hair. "Why did you do that?"
He turned towards the group of men and a few girls and they all cheered.
"Seriously?" she asked madly.
He barely felt her slap, because he noticed that it was the most fun he had had in a long time. He made his way back over to the guys and rolled his shoulders. "She was a fiesty one."
Mark slapped Cal on the back and said, "Hm... what prize?"
"Was that considered very naughty?" Cal asked with a chuckle.
A/N: Three chapters - at the most. Might only be two. So next chapter is naighty.. lol and I am really sorry for late updates, and I'm going out of town tomorrow and will be back late Wednesday or Thursday, but... school is out in like a week so... lots of updating! Thanks for reading and reviewing!