I don’t know if it’s the shots that are starting to get to me, or if it’s just pure desire, but I wanted Mason more than I wanted anything else in my life. What I should feel guilty about is Cory being right next to me while I craved another.
The rest of the guys looked great too. Marcus wore the same and pretty much looked the same, but he had on a different color shirt and jacket. AB wore dark black pants and a jacket similar to Mason, but with a red shirt to match Kat’s dress.
Cory looked pretty good himself. He wore black pants and a short sleeve black shirt. He smelled nice and looked delectable. I should be ashamed, but I’m not.
Cory helped me bring out the cake because I almost tripped and fell. All four of us started laughing, which made the guys look at us strangely.
“I see that someone has been dipping in the sauce while we were away,” Marcus announced.
“What was your first clue, Sherlock?” I stated and then was rewarded by laughter coming from my partners in crime, even Diane.
We gave each other high fives as I attempted to light the candles on the cake.
“Hey, why don’t you let me handle that?” AB stood.
I made a face and sat down, while AB lit the candles. We sang “Happy Birthday” and watched as my girl attempted to blow out the candles.
We had hung out more in the room and ate a little cake. What I was ready for was to party. AB rented a room for us, and Cory brought his equipment so he could DJ the party. So we finally made our way to the rented area. The guys tried to restrict the amount of drinks we consumed, but it didn’t work, I had a flask of some vodka, and I passed it around to Marie and Kat. Diane seemed to be hanging on for dear life, so she shook her head. Ever the lady, I thought to myself. But I heard laughter from Marie and Kat, and a frown was on the face of Diane, so maybe I didn’t just say that in my mind.
For some reason, we ran out of alcohol. So we talked the guys into going for a beer and liquor run. So while Cory set up his DJ equipment, I found a deck of cards.
“I got them!” I said to Kat, and she groaned.
“No, we aren’t playing that game,” she exclaimed, but I shook my head.
“Oh yes, we are. Come on, don’t be a chicken.”
“What’s the game?” Marie asked.
“Well, for fun, Kat, her mom, and myself used to play something sort of like ‘I Declare War.’ We quickly throw down cards until we get a match. Then we spell out I-D-e-c-l-a-r-e-W-a-r with the cards. Whoever has the highest card wins and gets to pick a song for the loser to sing. And they have to sing it, no matter what.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun. I want to play,” Marie said, and then looked at Diane.
Diane shook her head.
“Oh no. I can’t sing. I’ll sit this out.”
“Okay, so let’s get started. Cory, do you have the mic set up with the karaoke machine?”
“Yes, ma’am. Go for it.”
So we started the game slow. I ended up being the first loser, and Kat won the hand.
“Okay, my friend. Since it’s my birthday, I want you to sing…N’sync’s Bye-Bye-Bye.”
I laughed and grabbed the mic. When the song started, I sang and danced around as much as I could with my dress on. Kat and Marie were up dancing in front of me as I sung. Cory just shook his head, as I tried to make Kat and Marie laugh. We went through a lot of rounds, where all of us had to get up and sing. We had Marie singing songs, although she had no idea how they went, which was funny. She was all over the place, but we had so much fun. Hell, even Diane was laughing at us.
We made Cory buy us drinks from the bar, and I swear I was barely holding on. Marie ended up quitting on us, and it was just me and Kat. I lost the next hand, and she grinned.
“I want you to sing Deborah Cox’s ‘Nobody’s supposed to be here.’”
My eyes got big.
“Really. Are we going there?”
She nodded.
“Oh yeah, baby. Sing that damn song.”
I rolled my eyes and, as the music started and I heard the background come in, I started singing on cue. If you don’t know the words, it’s about a love coming into your life when you least expect it. So I started the first verse, and in walks Mason, Marc, and AB. Cory was standing in front of me, but further back. Mason stood next to him, and I just started to get into my song by the first chorus.
When I started the second verse, I don’t know whom I was singing to. It didn’t matter. I closed my eyes and just sung my heart out to whoever was listening. The lyrics to the song filled me and made me think back to how my feelings for Mason snuck up on me, and made me realize how easily it has happened again.
When I finished the song, Kat jumped up and clapped.