Michael's POV

We cruise around until they choose a club.  They get out, dragging me along.  I decide just to go with it.  But, I'm not drinking.  About two hours in, they're all wasted.  I shake my head in disgust.  I'm sitting at the bar, watching them act a fool, when I realize I don't see Daniel. 

I get up and start searching for him.  After five minutes of looking, I decide to look in the restrooms.  I walk inside the men's restroom and unzip my pants.  I'm using the urinal, when I hear a woman's giggle.  I'm positive this is the men's room.  I finish and zip my pants up.  I wash my hands and turn around.  I look at the bottom of each stall and finally see a woman's heels.  I also see men shoes. Then, the woman gets on her knees.  Oh shit...  My curiosity gets the better of me and I go into the stall next to them and quietly stand up on the toilet.  

I peak my head above the stall.  My heart stops.  It's Daniel! He's sitting on the toilet with his pants down.  He has his head back in pleasure.  She's really giving him everything she's got.  Daniel opens his eyes and sees me.  He screams and pushes the woman off of him.  He gets up and buckles his pants.  I leave the stall and lean on the sink.  His stall door opens.  I turn to punch him, but he quickly says,

"Not the face!"

I stop, then I punch him in his gut.  He falls to the ground holding his stomach and groaning in pain. He sputters,

"I deserve that!"

The woman runs out of the restroom.  I go and lock the door behind her.  I kneel down next to Daniel and pull him up, face to face to me, by his shirt.  He's got one hand on the ground, keeping him balanced.

"Daniel, what the hell is wrong with you?! You're getting married to Kathy! Why are you trying to ruin that?"

He begins to cry.  Ugh... the drunk cry.  It's pathetic.  I think I'm enjoying this a little.

"I don't know! I'm a stupid fool! She's probably gonna tell everyone! My life is ruin!"

I slap him.

"Fuck your life! What about Kathy? She's going to be heartbroken! She's putting her soul into this wedding! You have to tell her!"

He shakes his head. "I can't! We'll be through. I know it!"

I shake him by the collar. "If you don't tell, I will! She's a nice person! She doesn't need to marry scum like you!"

Daniel pushes me and gets up. "Don't call me scum, you bitch!"

I put my hands up near my chest and say, "We got a badass over here people!"

Daniel yells, frustrated, "Who are you talking too?"

"You really are stupid."

Daniel grits his teeth and rushes me.  I hit the wall hard.  I push him off me and put my fists up.

"Let's go asshole!"

Ten Minutes Later

I fall to the ground.  Daniel is sitting next to the stalls, bleeding from his mouth and cheek.  He busted my lip and gave me a black eye.  My knuckles are bleeding as well.  We're breathing heavy.

"Are you done?"

Daniel nods. I get up and help him up.  We both go over to the sink and start trying to clean up.  I put him hand under warm water. I flinch.  Daniel look over at me and says,

"I'm sorry if I hurt you."

This guy.

"You didn't hurt. From what I'm seeing now, I hurt you bad."

"Whatever, asshole."

We both chuckled.  Daniel begins to use a paper towel to clean the cut on his cheek.

"You know, you were fighting as if you were fighting FOR Kathy. If I'm not wrong, I would say you like her."

I shake my head in disbelief.

"Of course I like her. Everyone likes her."

He turns around and leans on the sink. He looks at me while he cleans his knuckles.

"I mean, like like her. You have a crush on her don't you."

I smile and shake my head.

"Crushes are for little high school girls. I'm an adult. I don't have a crush on your fiance."

He shrugs his shoulders.

"If you did, I would've let you do anything to her since you saw me."

I look at him in surprise.

"Do you want me to beat your ass again? I will! Don't say shit like that!"

Daniel laughs. "I was kidding man. Calm down."

I throw away my paper towels.

Daniel does the same and says, "Let's get out of here."

I agree.  Before I exit, I look at the mess. It looks like someone was mugged in here.

1am

Daniel gets out of the limo and goes straight inside.  I walk to my van and get inside.  I search my pockets for my keys.  Did I leave them at the club?  I sigh when I remember I set them on the counter inside their house.  I literary sit in my van for ten minutes debating on whether or not I should sneak in or knock. 

Knock.  That's the right thing.

I get out and knock on the door.  I wait a little while and knock again.  Then, the door opens.  It's Kathy.  She looks tired, yet still drop dead gorgeous.  She looks into my eyes with anger.

"Um..", I give a 'sorry smile', "I left my keys on the counter."

"Did you remember before or after you ran out?"

Before I can answer she pulls me in.

"Hurry and get them, then get out."

She closes the door.  I go into the kitchen and grab my keys. I put them in my pocket and turn to find Kathy in the doorway of the kitchen, staring at me with her arms crossed.  She has on s silky robe.  I wonder what's underneath.

"Kathy, I'm sorry."

"Do I disgust you in some way?"

I immediately shake my head. "No! No. Not in anyway at all."

"Then what's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

I blurt out, "You're getting married!"

Her eyes widen as if she just remembered.

"You're getting married..."

I walk over to her.  She opens her mouth to say something, but I place my finger over her lips.  I don't see what's holding me back.  She looks up into my eyes.  I probably stand a foot taller than her.  I gently brush my hand down her arm.  I feel the goosebumps forming.  I smile.

Where is this confidence coming from? Oh, right, I beat up her cheating fiance.  But, wouldn't she be cheating as well.  I don't care now.  Now, all I want is her bare skin pressed against mine.

I move my hands to her shoulders.  Gently removing the robe from them.  She doesn't resist.  She let's the robe fall to the ground.  I look down.  She is naked!  Her breasts.  Should I touch them?  Kathy answers my question.  She grabs my hands and places them on her.  I close my eyes.  I feel junior waking up.  She so soft and round.  They're perfect.  Just like her.

I look back into Kathy's eyes.  She's staring at me.  I slowly lean in.  She closes her eyes.  I gently press my lips onto hers.  She lets out a small moan.  She wants this.  I want this.  Let's do this.