บท 37: Chapter 37

Paul and Spike finally came up to me, laughing. “I think it’s time to take you home, Sweets.”

“Hey, no. He promised me this dance.” A tall guy wearing a GWU sweatshirt had his arms wrapped around me.

“Some other time, maybe. Paul says I have to go home now.” I kissed his cheek. “Thanks for awonderful evening, baby. Toodles.”

“Toodles?” Paul snickered as he hailed a cab and poured me into it. “Oh, Sweets, I am never letting you live this down!”

“Live what down?” I blinked at him. “Are you laughing at me, Paul?” I enunciated each word clearly.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Sweets.” He coughed. “Move over so Spike can get in.”

“Okay.” I moved over, then curled up against him and began to doze. It seemed like almost immediately a hand was shaking my shoulder.

“Come on, Sweets.”

“Five more minutes.”

“We’re home.”

“Oh. ‘Kay.” I crawled out of the cab and onto the sidewalk.