Confessions of a Litigation God

I wrap my arms around her waist and lean in to kiss her neck. “It’s arguments like that that will make you a legal star. I’m convinced. I’ll go get you another Slippery Nipple. ”

Pushing Mac off my lap, I head to the bar for another round of drinks for her and Macy, plus a bottled water for myself. The way Mac is going, I may be holding her hair above the toilet tonight so it’s best if I stay sober.

While I wait for my drinks, I glance back over at the table. Mac and Macy have their heads close together, both talking about something girlie and secretive I’m sure. Mac’s eyes are sparkling and her smile is at mega wattage. I wonder what they’re talking about and wonder if it has to do with me.

Probably… they waited until I left the table to get all cozy in their conversation.

The bartender brings me the drinks and I pay for them. As I walk back toward the table, Mac’s head turns my way and she gives me a smile that says, Yes, I’m drunk, but I’m so happy to see you right now, you’ve been gone from me far too long, and I think the sun rises and sets on you, Matt Connover.

Okay, maybe I’m reading too much into it but damn… her smile can practically punch the oxygen right out of my lungs.

Setting the drinks on the table, I pull Mac up from the chair by her arm, sit down, and then drag her back down on to my lap. As long as she keeps her wiggling to a minimum, I should be good. Besides, I find I like having her this close to me.

***

After that last Slippery Nipple, I convince Mac to go home. Actually, I don’t so much as convince her as Macy does, who called it a night saying she was tired and wanted to get to sleep. So I pack Mac and Macy into a cab and we head to their apartment.

When we step inside, I tell Macy goodnight and lead Mac back into her bedroom. She gives Macy a little wave and sort of stumbles along behind me.

I pull her inside and shut the door. When I turn around, Mac is right there, having much more coordination than I gave her credit for because her hands grab ahold of my belt buckle and she tries to take it off. The look on her face is absolutely priceless… her brow furrowed in concentration, her tongue peeking out of the side of her mouth as she squints at her task.

Putting my hands over hers,

I tell her, “No way, baby. You’re too drunk. ”

She makes a pffft sound and tries to bat my hands away. “But honey… I want it. ”

God, she’s f**king adorable. I pull her into my arms and hug her, kissing the top of her head. Mac immediately melts into me, laying her cheek on my chest and sighing in abandonment.

“You can have it,” I tell her conspiratorially. “Tomorrow… when you’re sober. So for now, go brush your teeth and take some aspirin. ”

I release her from my hold and turn her toward the bathroom. She wobbles to the side a bit but then pulls herself straight. Giving her a tiny push, I get her going, watching her carefully to make sure she’s okay. She walks into the bathroom and leaves the door open, which is good. I can keep an eye on her.

Removing my clothes, I watch as Mac takes some Tylenol and brushes her teeth. As she starts to take her clothes off, I’m reasonably assured she’s not going to fall over or start puking her guts up, so I crawl in to bed, pulling the sheets up over my hips.

When Mac comes out of the bathroom, stunningly na**d but still stumbling slightly, I can’t help but grin at her. She puts the tip of her finger in her mouth and lets her eyes roam over me as she walks to the bed. As she stands there, looking down at me, I wish with a passion that she wasn’t drunk because I can’t help it… the sight of her gloriously na**d body does things to me. Her br**sts are perfectly rounded, lush with ni**les peaked and begging for my tongue. I so want my mouth on them, and I suppress a groan.

Mac crawls over my body, and I grit my teeth when she brushes against my hardening dick. She giggles and then collapses beside me on the bed, trying to scoot her way under the covers.

When she gets situated, she lays her head on my chest and I pull her in close. She pushes her leg in between mine and wraps her arm around me. Our embrace is sweet and comforting, yet the feel of her na**d skin and heavy br**sts makes me horny. It’s an odd feeling, but I love that Mac can turn me on even in all her drunken glory.

Reaching my free arm out, I turn off the table lamp beside me, plunging the room into darkness. I concentrate on the sound of Mac’s breathing, wanting to ensure she falls asleep and isn’t going to get sick. While I don’t mind helping her out and will gladly hold her while she throws up, I’m a heavy sleeper and if I go down before she does, there’s a chance I’d sleep through it.

And… Mac is stubborn enough, even when she’s drunk, that she wouldn’t ask for my help.

Her breathing is light, but I know it won’t be long before she succumbs.

“Hey, Matt?” she says loudly. Actually, she’s trying for a whisper but it’s about the closest thing to a whisper-scream I’ve ever heard.

“Yeah?” I ask as I grin in the dark at her.

“I think I love you. ”

A sizzle of surprise, a flash of adrenaline, a cramping squeeze to my chest, and a feeling of lightheadedness hit me all at once. She f**king threw out the “L” word, and it does something to me.

Not sure what, but that was a completely visceral reaction to those words.

I don’t know what to say in response, so I just squeeze her so she knows I heard her.

“I’ll probably regret saying that tomorrow,” she says matter-of-factly, “but I just had to say it. ”

The cynic in me… the one who refuses to trust and hasn’t given credence to the concept of love in a very long time says, “You won’t remember it tomorrow, Mac. ”

It’s so dark in the room that I can’t see much but the vague outline of her body on the bed next to me. I can’t see her face at all, but for some reason… I just know… I can feel rather, that she’s smiling in a patient way.

“Yes, I will. I may not remember telling you, but I will remember I love you. That’s just not something I can forget. ”

Fuck… that same sizzle-flash-squeeze feeling courses through me again, and if I had to take a wild-ass guess as to what it was, I might have to give it the name of Euphoria.