"You're full of it," Kouga said, leaning back against the booth. "No way she agreed."
"She did!" Inuyasha retorted, downing another shot, the glass clinking against the table. "I straight up told her she was God's gift to…to something, and she laughed and said she'd come by later!"
The wolf rolled his eyes, stealing his mate's final shot for himself. "She was just placating you. Probably wanted to get rid of you so she could report you to the manager."
Inuyasha swayed as he crossed his arms. "I dunno what placating means, but she wasn't doing it. She thinks I'm hot."
Kouga snorted. "A hot mess, maybe." He honestly couldn't remember why they'd come to this bar—he was too many drinks in at this point—but it wasn't to harass the bartender. Keeping his mate out of trouble was a regular occurrence, but this was taking it too far. "Listen, you better apologize—"
"You should both eat something if you want to avoid a hangover." Kouga looked up and was instantly captivated by a pair of crimson eyes. Matching lips were curved into a smirk, a billfold and a few pens tucked into her apron.
Inuyasha smirked, resting his head on the table. "Told ya she'd be back."
The woman raised an eyebrow, and Kouga ran a hand through his hair, suddenly wishing he hadn't had so much to drink. "Sorry if he's been bothering you. We're…celebrating something, but we've both had too much and should probably—"
The paper covering to one of their straws hit in the face, Inuyasha grinning in triumph before turning to the bartender. "Remember how I was tellin' ya I had better aim?" He puffed his chest out even as his eyes glazed over and he knocked over a glass of water.
"Might want to work on that," the woman said, one hand on her hip. "And I thought you said he had better aim, but you were stronger."
Inuyasha frowned, trying to remember exactly what he'd told her at the bar. "That was in the beginning. I'm better now." She gave him a skeptical look. "No, shit. There I was, tryin' to corner a rat—or was it a spider?"
Kouga groaned as his mate launched into some muddled story about catching pests. He tried to get the bartender's attention, wanting to let her know it was fine to walk away, but she seemed genuinely interested in Inuyasha's story, and he eventually blurted out, "You're not gonna kick us out?"
She chuckled, writing down something on a pad of paper. "Not yet. Just make sure he doesn't puke on anything. Wouldn't want to ruin the night." Her smirk shifted from amused to sultry, and Kouga felt heat pool in the bottom of his stomach. "Do you get off soon?"
"Maybe," she said. "Let's get some food into both of you, and we'll see how things go." She winked before tugging softly on Inuyasha's ear, hips swaying as she walked back to the bar. Kouga wasn't sure what she'd ordered for them, but he was going to do his best to sober up.
Immediately.
Kagura chuckled as she rang in an order of nachos, knowing the added protein from the chicken would help settle the men's stomachs.
Another server sidled up next to her. "Sorry, you had to work today. I know you planned on celebrating paying off your house with your mates."
Kagura waved her off. "I'm not about to let you work a Friday night by yourself. And they showed up to keep me company, anyway." She waved to the two men sitting in the booth, Inuyasha's more enthusiastic than Kouga's, and she laughed again.
"Did they?" Kagome asked, following her gaze. "You should've told me! Why aren't they sitting up here so we can chat?"
Kagura shook her head. "The drinking started before they got here. They were just planning on hanging out until I was off, but they've somehow forgotten they're actually mated to me and are now hitting on me and hoping I'll go home with them." She met Kagome's gaze, and they both doubled over laughing.
"Make sure they leave you a big tip," the other server said, patting her shoulder. "And that they make it up to you for forgetting you exist."
"Oh, they'll definitely be doing that," Kagura promised, winking at the booth again before checking in on her other tables, making sure they both had a clear view of her ass every time she bent over.
