CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
“Then he had the nerve to ask me if I was going to stay after he literally dumped me on our date,” I finished my tale as I drowned my drink. Who would have thought my supposed great night would turn out this bad?
After my whole date gone wrong fiasco with Will, I had called Ben who had been on his way to pick Sean. Apparently he offered to be his wingman after I left. He had picked me at the restaurant and we’d driven with Sean to his club. He was already off flirting with guys while I was stuck ranting at poor Ben about my unlucky date.
“Did he like literally dump you because I feel like I wanna punch him for being such douchebag. Who even does that?” we were clearly both tipsy. It had been ages since I last felt the taste of alcohol on my tongue but then, I
