Holding On To Love Read Online Free Page B
Author: A.E. Neal
overfilled shot glass.
I smiled and followed, resting my elbows on the cool surface in front of my liquid courage.
"We drink to Turkey's! May we bowl our best games ever," Bryan said, raising his shot glass in the air.
"To Turkey's!" We all shouted in unison, clinking our glasses together.
The liquor filled my throat with fire that spread down to my belly causing my eyes to water. I grabbed the beer in front of me and took a gulp hoping to extinguish the flames.
"Ugh— What the hell was that?" I asked.
"Jack. Good right?" Bryan asked, grinning wildly.
"Ah- No." I replied, rubbing my throat and taking another manly swig of my beer.
"She doesn't do shots," Kennedy intervened and I nodded.
An amused look crossed Bryan's face, "This won't be your first or last shot tonight, young lady. I'll just get you something girly next time" He teased.
"Nah. I'm good. I just don't think Jack and I are going to be friends anytime soon." I said finishing my beer. Seth and Bryan traded glances and chuckled.
"Let's get this game started, shall we, Ladies?" Bryan asked, smacking Seth on the back in excitement.
"You're first," Seth said tapping my shoulder.
Our little bowling night turned out to be a huge success. I scored a 180 my first game, beating the guys. My second game was not as note worthy, only scoring a 100. I blame it on the "girly" shots Bryan continued to order. During the last game, Seth scored a turkey, meaning he got three strikes in a row. We cheered while Bryan did a victory dance which closely resembled a hurt chicken more than a turkey. As our third game came to an end, I felt my head buzzing from the alcohol. I knew I needed to call it a night, but of course Kennedy had other plans in store for us.
"Wanna go to Shaker's after this?" She asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, "Ew. No. I hate that place."
Shaker's was a quintessential hole-in-the-wall dive bar in downtown. Friday and Saturday nights Shaker's offered $2 you-call-its and karaoke.
Kennedy frowned, "Well, what would you suggest then?"
I half smirked or maybe I smiled at her and replied, "Maybe I should call a cab."
"It's only ten thirty, Ally. Let's go out." She pleaded.
I felt the alcohol take over my inhibitions and replied, "OK. But we should still call a cab 'cause I'm way too buzzed to drive."
"I'm okay to drive," Seth said.
"Sorry Seth, but I don't think that's a good idea seeing as how you've had just as much as the rest of us." I said.
"Well, that solves that." Kennedy said, nudging Bryan's arm with her own.
"We better take a cab, Seth." Bryan said in agreement. "I'll bring you by in the morning to get your truck, okay man?" Seth nodded.
I pulled my phone out from my back pocket and scrolled through my contact list.
'Cabby Craig' appeared on the screen and I hit the green call button. I swayed lightly as I held the phone to my ear.
"Hey gorgeous, what's up?" The familiar voice asked.
"Heeey, Craig. We're at the bowling alley and need a ride." I said, slurring a little.
"I've got another stop close by. I'll be there in twenty, cool?" He asked.
"Perfect." I replied, hung up and slid the phone back into my pocket.
"Twenty minutes, guys!" I shouted and the group 'high-fived' each other.
A half our later, we were standing outside Shaker's and I could hear music blaring from inside the thick wooden doors. A few people were gathered outside smoking and talking. Bryan wrapped his arm around Kennedy and Seth held the door open for us. The long narrow bar was filled with people and a small crowd stood in front of a low stage at the end. Two girls faced each other with microphones in their hands as they belted out the lyrics to "Like A Virgin". Which I found rather amusing considering the length of their denim skirts, matching hot pink tank tops and the word "Bachelorette" written in silver glitter across the chest of the brunette wearing a tiara.
"Holy shit! Someone needs to put them out of their misery," Kennedy shouted over
I smiled and followed, resting my elbows on the cool surface in front of my liquid courage.
"We drink to Turkey's! May we bowl our best games ever," Bryan said, raising his shot glass in the air.
"To Turkey's!" We all shouted in unison, clinking our glasses together.
The liquor filled my throat with fire that spread down to my belly causing my eyes to water. I grabbed the beer in front of me and took a gulp hoping to extinguish the flames.
"Ugh— What the hell was that?" I asked.
"Jack. Good right?" Bryan asked, grinning wildly.
"Ah- No." I replied, rubbing my throat and taking another manly swig of my beer.
"She doesn't do shots," Kennedy intervened and I nodded.
An amused look crossed Bryan's face, "This won't be your first or last shot tonight, young lady. I'll just get you something girly next time" He teased.
"Nah. I'm good. I just don't think Jack and I are going to be friends anytime soon." I said finishing my beer. Seth and Bryan traded glances and chuckled.
"Let's get this game started, shall we, Ladies?" Bryan asked, smacking Seth on the back in excitement.
"You're first," Seth said tapping my shoulder.
Our little bowling night turned out to be a huge success. I scored a 180 my first game, beating the guys. My second game was not as note worthy, only scoring a 100. I blame it on the "girly" shots Bryan continued to order. During the last game, Seth scored a turkey, meaning he got three strikes in a row. We cheered while Bryan did a victory dance which closely resembled a hurt chicken more than a turkey. As our third game came to an end, I felt my head buzzing from the alcohol. I knew I needed to call it a night, but of course Kennedy had other plans in store for us.
"Wanna go to Shaker's after this?" She asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, "Ew. No. I hate that place."
Shaker's was a quintessential hole-in-the-wall dive bar in downtown. Friday and Saturday nights Shaker's offered $2 you-call-its and karaoke.
Kennedy frowned, "Well, what would you suggest then?"
I half smirked or maybe I smiled at her and replied, "Maybe I should call a cab."
"It's only ten thirty, Ally. Let's go out." She pleaded.
I felt the alcohol take over my inhibitions and replied, "OK. But we should still call a cab 'cause I'm way too buzzed to drive."
"I'm okay to drive," Seth said.
"Sorry Seth, but I don't think that's a good idea seeing as how you've had just as much as the rest of us." I said.
"Well, that solves that." Kennedy said, nudging Bryan's arm with her own.
"We better take a cab, Seth." Bryan said in agreement. "I'll bring you by in the morning to get your truck, okay man?" Seth nodded.
I pulled my phone out from my back pocket and scrolled through my contact list.
'Cabby Craig' appeared on the screen and I hit the green call button. I swayed lightly as I held the phone to my ear.
"Hey gorgeous, what's up?" The familiar voice asked.
"Heeey, Craig. We're at the bowling alley and need a ride." I said, slurring a little.
"I've got another stop close by. I'll be there in twenty, cool?" He asked.
"Perfect." I replied, hung up and slid the phone back into my pocket.
"Twenty minutes, guys!" I shouted and the group 'high-fived' each other.
A half our later, we were standing outside Shaker's and I could hear music blaring from inside the thick wooden doors. A few people were gathered outside smoking and talking. Bryan wrapped his arm around Kennedy and Seth held the door open for us. The long narrow bar was filled with people and a small crowd stood in front of a low stage at the end. Two girls faced each other with microphones in their hands as they belted out the lyrics to "Like A Virgin". Which I found rather amusing considering the length of their denim skirts, matching hot pink tank tops and the word "Bachelorette" written in silver glitter across the chest of the brunette wearing a tiara.
"Holy shit! Someone needs to put them out of their misery," Kennedy shouted over
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