Chapter 50

"I guess." Gloria's player gets killed almost immediately, and she bangs her head against the wall. "Shit!" she says. "I suck."

"You're probably too baked to play." I let my hand drop from her shoulder, and slide it around her waist. My arm fits perfectly between her and the wall. "You like girls, Gloria?"

"Um, sure. I guess." She turns to look at me.

"Good. You're cute." I pull her in for a peck on the lips. "And you smell nice." That gets me a smile. Gloria's eyes light up when she smiles, and they crinkle at the corners. She'll probably have crows feet in her forties, but right now it's just adorable.

I lean over to kiss the corner of Gloria's eye. While she's busy giggling, I move my hands to her shoulders and help her slide her leather jacket off.