6 Coitus interupt-us (2/2)

”I'm not… a… (hiccup)… kid anymore, ya know…” Russ complained.

Joslyn pushed him forward as she walked slowly behind him, ”Well then stop acting like one.” she retorted in irritation.

They had made it back to the edge of the crowd by the time Xavier met them with two bottles of water. ”Here drink this, it will help a little at least.” He handed the bottles to Russ, catching the young werewolf's elbow as his whole body stumbled forward when he extended his hand for the water.

”Your friend seemed pretty sick back there.” Xavier commented his eyes studying Joslyn's face as she texted a message to her other roommate to let them know about Russ's condition and location. They had helped Russ to the car and placed him in the back seat to sleep off some of the effects of the alcohol he'd consumed. Xavier had barely gotten the words out when Russ throw up again all over the interior of the vehicle. He looked back at the car with disgust, ”If you'd like I could give you a ride home.”

Relief washed over Joslyn's face as she pushed send on the text. ”That would be great!” Just as the last words left Joslyn's lips, the car window she had glanced down at became covered in vomit as Russ struggled to get it rolled down. She shook her head before adding, ”I don't think I'll ever be able to ride in that car again.”

Xavier nodded in agreement, then commented as Russ throw up yet again, ”I don't think the best cleaners in the world could get all that out of there.” She shook his head as he took Joslyn's hand to lead her away from the car, ”I'll be ready to go as soon as I find my partner and let him know I'm calling it a night.” He led her back toward the booth. He let go of her hand as he walked behind the table. He bent and retrieved two more bottles of water from the cooler. He handed her one before chugging the other. He finished the water quickly, crushed the bottle and tossed it into a trash can next to the booth. ”Looks like I'll have to go physically find him.” His mouth turned down in what could only be read as aggravation. ”Met ya back here in… say 15 minutes?” He asked before turning toward the crowd.

”Okay,” Joslyn answered as she watched him fade into the crowd. She turned toward the stage off to her side. She would simply tell Shelly what was going on in case they didn't hear the incoming text from earlier, then come back to the booth to wait on Xavier. She walked over to where Shelly stood at the edge of the stage, ”Hey girl, I'm taking off. The guy from the booth is giving me a ride home. Your brother is in the car completely smashed.”

”That bad?” Shelly asked without taking her eyes off the stage.

”Um… yea… well, you'll see when you get there. Good luck. I'll help you guys with him when I get home.” Joslyn answered following Shelly's gaze up to the drummer who was currently beating out an intense solo.

As the drummer hit the last note of his solo, Shelly's brows rose in surprise as if she'd just processed what Joslyn had said. ”Hottie with the body?”

”Huh, what?” Confused by the young werewolf's unusual words, then realization hit as Joslyn laughed and replied, ”Oh yes, him.”

Shelly's eyes lit up as she threw her hand up for a high five, ”You go, girl! It's been forever since you got ya some.” She turned back to the stage as the band slowly phased into a new song.

Shrugging her shoulders and letting out a small giggle, Joslyn headed back to the booth.

As Joslyn rounded the tent she noticed a tall, dirty strawberry blond man standing behind the booth talking to an attractive female. Her mouth dropped open as her hand shot out to smack the man across his chiseled jaw. She grabbed the wrist band out of his hand and stormed off, nearly bumping into Joslyn as she blazed past.

”You must be 'the partner'.” Joslyn said as his eyes moved from the departing woman's behind to Joslyn's face. She noted the unusual way he was now looking at her, a red handprint still visible on his check.

Dante took several steps toward her before asking, ”What's wrong my man X not enough for ya?” his eyes roved over her body as he licked his lips hungrily. A true wolf in sheep's clothing, he continued, ”You've come to the right place.” He moved even closer placing his hand against the pole directly beside her head, a look that bordered manic overtaking his expression.