Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 192

Girls‘ Night

The shot of tequila burns as it goes down my throat.

Nikki squeals from beside me and the both of us grimace. I lost count of the shots, but it is way more than I am used to and it’s starting to make me feel a bit wheezy.

She leans toward the mirror, applying more blush on the apple of her cheeks. We’re sitting side by side on the floor, our knees knocking together as we do our makeup in her

room.

“Happy birthday to youuuuuuu,” I start, flailing my arms around.

Nikki laughs, throwing her head back.

“Happy birthday to youuuuuu.” I swipe my brush across my eyelid.

Nikki shakes her head. “You sound terrible.”

I shoot her a shocked look. “Excuse me?”

“You’re so off key, but that’s fine with me. You can keep singing.”

She keeps giggling as I belt out the end of a slurred version of “Happy Birthday“.

There’s a warmth inside me, spreading with every second, and it also spreads up to my

head. My limbs feel looser and my mind is pleasantly fuzzy. Not too much, but just enough that everything feels funnier, a little easier, a little more electric.

When Nikki finishes her winged eyeliner, she serves us another shot and I take it. We finish our makeup and then we change into our dresses and heels.

We’re standing quietly in front of her mirror, looking at ourselves. Nikki is wearing a sexy number, a red dress that hugs her curves perfectly and matches her bold lips. I’m wearing a little black dress, hoping not to upstage the birthday girl.

A wide smile spreads on Nikki’s lips. “Damn, we look hot.”

I take in the sight of us, and run my hands down my waist. “Yeah.”

Nikki blows out a steady stream of air. “We’ve had enough to drink, right? We can’t get

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theads them, so we gotta make sure we’re good.”

think about it for a second, feeling my body spin a bit. We’ll be out for a bit, so I shrug.

She smiles wide and fills the glasses, raising them toward me. “To a night we won’t

“To a night we won’t regret,” I say, laughing as we clink our glasses and down another

round

Aikki hisses. “Well, we might regret the hangovers tomorrow.”

1 blink. “No, no, no talk of that. We’re celebrating tonight!”

I grab my phone, ordering a car for us, “Okay, car’s on its way!”

We grab our tiny purses and make our way downstairs, still laughing, still a little wobbly from the tequila. We have to hold on to the railings so we don’t miss a step and it’s so funny to us, we can’t stop laughing.

When we walk into the living room, we stay quiet. Parker, Zaid and Aiden are sprawled out on the couches, controllers in hand and completely focused on their game.

Parker is the first one to turn toward us. He pauses the game and whistles low.

Zaid and Aiden turn. The shift is immediate, eyes darkening, the game completely forgotten.

“Jesus Christ,” Parker mutters.

I stand, about to walk away, when Zaid’s hand clamps around my waist, halting me before I can move. “Be careful.”

I grin, pecking his lips one last time before walking away. “Always.”

“What?” I look at her, also laughing because it’s contagious and anything could make me laugh at this point.