Chapter 2

Once six o'clock came Piers was at my office door. I just finished with my paper work and was getting my purse and keys.

"Are you ready, the bar is in walking distance so we can just walk there," Piers said.

"Sure, but what about my car?" I asked him. I knew that he never drove to work because his place was in walking distance, but I still had to drive.

"When we're done I'll walk you back to your car."

"Okay then lets go, I said.

When we entered the bar we sat down and Piers immediately ordered us drinks.

"What would you like, it's my treat," he said.

"I guess I'll have a glass vodka."

"She'll have a glass of vodka and I'll have a beer," he told the bartender.

Once we got the drinks we started talking. He started telling me about his family and how from his great-grandfather every man in his family has been in the military. He also mentioned about the reason he took this job was for better opportunities.

I told him about my life in Africa and about my parents death, being in a guerrilla group, going to college in America, and joining the BSAA. I even told him I joined the North American branch cause I needed a change of scenery.

"It looks like your glass is empty. Let's take some shots?" he asked me.

"Shots?" I asked with a puzzled look on my face.

"Yeah. Have you ever had shots before?"

"Never, I usually have one glass and that's about it for me," I said. I wasn't much of a drinker, plus I still had to go home tonight.

"One won't hurt. Hey lets have two shots of tequila please," Piers yelled at the bartender.

When the bartender gave us are shots Piers asked for lime slices and salt. Once he got them Piers gave me a lime slice and a small container salt.

"Since you never done this before I'll teach you. Lick the skin between your thumb and finger. Then pour the salt on the area that you licked," he said as I did what he told me. I licked my hand and poured salt on the area I just licked.

"Okay then you are going to lick the salt off your hand, take a shot, and bite into the lime. We'll do it together okay. One, two, three go," he said while licking and pouring salt on his hand getting a lime slice and shot.

After he said three we both licked the salt off our hands, took our shots, and took a bite into our lime slices.

"How was it?" Piers asked me. He looked fine after his shot. Me on the other hand, I had to close my eyes and shake my head.

"Sour. How can you drink that with a straight face?" I asked.

"Years of practice. Trust me. I don't even need the salt and a lime I can drink it straight. Let's have more shot," said Piers while beckoning to the bartender.

"I think I'm good Piers," I told him. I still had to drive back home, but Piers kept insisting.

"Come on it's Friday. Plus you said I need to relax, so this is me relaxing," Piers ranted on as he took another shot.

"I'll have one more and that's it," I said

Well, one more turned to another and that turned to another. Next thing I knew I downed four shots. Piers had six and he was buzzed. Hell both of us were buzzed. We just kept talking about things on the job and the stress that comes with it.

"Are you seeing anyone?" Piers asked. This question came out of the blue. At this point I knew he was drunk.

"God no. I don't date."

"Why not?"

"No one asked me. Plus I'm so busy with work and when I'm off I'm with friends," I slurred. How the hell was I going to get home now.

" Well, I know tons of guys that want to be with you at the office. Most of them drool at the sight of you," He slurred back. We both were a mess.

"I don't believe that for one-second. Name one guy at the office that is attracted to me?" I asked him.

"Bobby from the training department. Every now and then I catch him staring at your ass. Another is Dan, another SOU. He stares at your boobs every chance that he gets," Piers slurred. I was stunned to hear all this.

"I always thought Bobby was creepy and the way Dan stares at me I thought he was racist."

"Well, Bobby is creepy, but Dan isn't racist. Every time I catch him, Tim, and Jason play kill, fuck, or marry about the woman in the office you're always fuck for all of them," said Piers.

"Nice to hear, but I think out of both of us you get the most stares at the office," I said. The liquor was making us very comfortable talking like this to each other.

"By who? You mean Lisa, Ann, and Stacey?" he asked.

"Yep, they basically stare at you more than they do their work."

"As sweet as that is I would never go for any of them. They remind of the girls I used to date in high school, especially Stacey. That girl reminds me of an ex-girlfriend, and her qualities were bossy, bitchy, and narcissistic."

"Well, you're right about the bitchy part. That girl always gives me the side eye for no fucking reason. What have I ever done to her?" I asked him.

"Cause you're cuter than her. I mean she's okay, but she's nothing compared to you," Piers said in a flirtatious tone.

"Is that the tequila talking?" I asked him.

"No, why would you think that? I think you're a gorgeous girl. I've been attracted to you since the day we met. And if we're being honest I think you're also attracted to me."

"What makes you think that?" I asked him.

"I see the way you stare at me. I mean I can't really blame you," Piers said jokingly.

"Aren't we a little cocky."

"Not being cocky just telling the truth. Come on you can't tell me you're not attracted just a little bit?" Piers asked while getting another shot.

"I think you've had enough," I said while taking the shot from him.

"Don't avoid the question. Do you like me or not, yes or no?" Piers blurted out.

"I think I should go now."

Right when I was about to turn around to grab my bag from the chair Piers grabbed my arm and kissed me. He tasted of alcohol and limes. He tasted so sour yet the kiss was intoxicating. When I realized that the kiss was lingering I pulled away quickly.

"Now you can't tell me after that kiss and the look on your face that you didn't enjoy that. Just admit that you like me," he said while getting closer to me.

I was so shocked that I was speechless. I felt this excitement run through my body. I had never had this feeling before.

He kissed me again and this time I didn't pull away. This was really bad. I was attracted to him and I didn't want to break off the kiss, but I knew this was not a good idea. We both worked together and this would only complicate things. When the kiss ended I was able to gain my speech back.

"This is not a good idea Piers we really shouldn't be doing this. Plus I need to go home."

"You had a lot to drink. You won't be able to drive. Why don't you come to my place to sober up," Piers offered.

I knew going to his place was a bad idea, but I was in no shape to drive. So I just nodded my head yes, knowing I was in for an interesting night.