I’m drunk.

That’s the first thing that comes to mind to provide any type of logical explanation as to why I’m dancing with Mariev in the middle of the crowded dance floor of Ts. The second is that I’m not half bad at this whole dancing thing. Yeah right Crosby I say to myself, remembering the thought I had just moments earlier, reminding myself: I’m drunk….

My thoughts are interrupted when I feel Mariev’s arm move up, around my neck, pulling us even closer together.

Emboldened by the booze and the distraction of the bar’s dim lighting and loud music, my hand cheats down from the small of her back to the perfect round of her ass.

I’m rewarded when she doesn’t seem to mind and gives a slight smirk.


“Did I tell you how much I love college?” I lean in close to drunkenly tell her.

I can feel the hand of the arm she has wrapped around my neck playing with my hair at the base of my neck. With her hand still at the base of my neck, she pulls my head down so she can speak up over the music, next to my ear, “looks like you’re really getting to know the student body, so I have a pretty good idea of how much you’re enjoying it,” she smirks and I swear I get half hard.

“So,” I begin, “if I were to, I don’t know, ask for your number, do you have a pretty good idea of what you’d say?” I tease, well, sort of.

I can’t remember the last time I was this nervous asking for a girl’s phone number...or the last time that I just asked for a girl’s phone number period.

I feel like I’m the awkward sixteen year old I was back in Rimouski when my buddies on the team had finally convinced me to work up enough courage to ask out the local lifeguard who I had been crushing on most of the season.

“I think I do,” she smiles.

“Good."

Once we exchange numbers, I can see one of the girls she came in with, I think her name was Katie, making her way over to us.

“Mariev, do you think we should think about heading back soon? We have a 9 AM tomorrow, remember?”

Mariev glances down at her watch then looks up at me apologetically.

“Yeah that’s probably a smart idea,” she reasons.

“I’ll go grab our coats,” Katie offers.

“Thanks!” she calls after the blonde. I’m thankful since it buys the two of us a few more moments together.

The lights in Ts come on indicating that it’s time to head out and the music comes to an end.

“So I’ll, uh, I’ll text you this week if you’re not super busy with classes or anything if you want to hang out or something?” I offer while hoping it didn't sound like I was rambling too much.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” she flashes a smile before quickly standing up on her tip toes and quickly pressing a kiss to my cheek.

The act leaves me momentarily dazed. I stand fixed to the spot, paralyzed, and all I can do is stare at that perfect ass as Mariev leaves the bar with her roommate. Guess I’ll be heading home to work out some of the tension thinking about what would’ve happened if she had left with me instead…

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